I'm salted after I'm dressed as a dog blood substitute

The so-called old place is a small park that I used to sneak out to play when I was a child.

Each household here occupies a large area, so there are very few residents, and the distance between the two houses is not too close, which makes the relationship between neighbors not close.

Even so, Zhao Yawei's living in Xing's family as an outsider caused quite a stir at the time.

Every time he hears the gossip behind the scenes, Zhao Yawei, who has a fragile heart, will cry, and the other protagonist in people's mouth——

Xing Zimo didn't take it seriously, and brought Zhao Yawei to this small and remote park.

In fact, it’s not really a park, it’s just a wooden horse with a strange shape that was discarded here, and a small square was beautified by them into a secret base carrying memories.

Zhao Yawei's meeting here naturally has a purpose.

After Xing Zimo arrived, he could see everything here at a glance. The traces of the abandoned Trojan horse had long since disappeared, and the workers had organized it into a small flower bed.Zhao Yawei sat by the flower bed with obvious sadness on his face.

"You want to say..." Xing Zimo forgot to put on his coat when he went out, he was a bit cold at the moment, and wanted to end this conversation quickly.

"Zimo, I knew you still remembered this place." Zhao Yawei was satisfied with Xing Zimo's appointment, "You don't have no feelings for me at all." He seemed to understand Xing Zimo's attitude very well.

Xing Zimo sighed softly, "Zhao Yawei, don't do this."

Zhao Yawei shook his head, "I don't understand, how is this?"

Xing Zimo just looked at him and didn't speak.

"When I was at home just now, I know that you will still feel shy because of Uncle's presence, but don't worry, we are both grown up and we can fall in love with peace of mind. And, you know, Uncle is also setting us up. "

Zhao Yawei's upper and lower lips kept opening and closing, and his speech was a bit fast, as if he wanted to express what he wanted to say before Xing Zimo turned his head and ran away.

But this is Zhao Yawei's own wish after all, never thought that Xing Zimo is not very happy to hear these words now.

"You have always misunderstood. I have said this sentence many times. Why do you pretend not to understand?"

Xing Zimo's patience has run out, "Xiao Yi and I have been married for three years, we have been in love for one year, and I have liked him for two years."

He paused, then shook his head, thinking of his rebirth this time, plus the days of his previous life, "No, not just two years, maybe longer."

The smile that Zhao Yawei finally found disappeared gradually, and he stood there stiffly, his thin body was covered with a thin top that fit, and it was still blown up by the wind.

He began to tremble slightly, but it wasn't because of the cold, "Zimo, don't say those angry words. If you don't like me, how can you treat me so well? When I was in college, my sexual orientation was rumored, and you still got into it. my bed.

Moreover, you said, you said you would marry me, and you said that your future wife must be the person named Zhao Yawei. I haven't forgotten it, and you can't forget it either. "

Under the faint street lights, Zhao Yawei's bloodshot eyes and two reflective tear stains could be vaguely seen.

Zhao Yawei stepped forward, grabbed Xing Zimo's arm with both hands, and stared at his eyes, trying to see the clues of some lies.

But Xing Zimo was unusually firm, "I took care of you because of my father's instruction, and I had to listen to him. In college, I went to bed to comfort you because you hid under the covers for a whole day and refused to come out. I was afraid that you would suffocate in it." .Also, those words were just a play you used to threaten and force me to play with my father, and they didn't come from my original intention."

He took a step back and shook off Zhao Yawei, "Is this explanation clear enough?"

"No, no!" Zhao Yawei's eyes were gradually slackening, he looked left and right, his lips gnawed on his thumbnail, if outsiders saw him like this, they would definitely not recognize him as a famous fashion designer.

He seemed to be thinking about his rebuttal, shaking his head violently from time to time, and he could see that his head was completely muddled. He looked up again and waited for Xing Zimo, "It must be Chen Yi, the little boy, who brainwashed you, even your own father tried his best If you want to match us up, so what if you marry Xiaobailian, as long as you don't get his approval, you are nothing!"

Already crazy.Xing Zimo thought to himself.

He was very disgusted by the ugly title of "little white face", and he didn't want to waste time continuing to argue with Zhao Yawei who was outspoken about something meaningless and he didn't care. His tone was comparable to the cold wind at night, "That's because he I don't know that you are not my uncle's real son at all. He is not as stupid as you think, it's just that he misses the past and is too lazy to check."

Zhao Yawei, who was still excited just now, suddenly turned pale and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Xing Zimo didn't have the energy to waste time with him. His purpose of not going today was to let Chen Yi meet his parents and get Xing Kang's approval. He has wasted too much time now.

He no longer gave Zhao Yawei an extra wink, turned around and left, leaving Zhao Yawei alone in the wind.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the old house, Xing Zimo received a call from Mao Kanghu, saying that he had something important to say and asked if it was convenient for the other party to speak.

Xing Zimo guessed what was going on, "Let's just say it."

"Okay." Mao Kanghu said: "I have thoroughly investigated here. Regarding the Weibo that framed Mr. Chen Yi, they are indeed collecting money to do things, and the operator behind it is Zhao Yawei."

Xing Zimo knew it well, but this time he really confirmed it, "Yes."

"If you follow the public procedure, you will need to appeal. This method may not be beneficial to Mr. Chen Yi..."

Mao Kanghu spoke in a cold voice like a working robot, but listening carefully, there seemed to be a trace of indistinct resentment mixed in, "I don't think you will choose this way, Mr. Xing. I have already communicated here, and I just need to submit the relevant documents." Once the materials are issued, Mr. Zhao will never be able to stand up again. May I ask Mr. Xing for your instructions?"

Xing Zimo raised his eyebrows, he was very satisfied with Mao Kanghu's efficiency, but he still pretended to be unhappy, "You are better than anyone else in asking this point knowingly."

Mao Kanghu paused, "Okay, I understand."

After speaking, he made it clear, but the phone didn't hang up for a long time, Xing Zimo pursed his lips and said, "Say."

Only then did Mao Kanghu put away his restraint, and continued: "According to the gossip, Mr. Xing seems to have started to investigate Zhao's mother and son."

Xing Zimo said "um", and after saying "it's none of my business", he was about to hang up the phone, but Mao Kanghu hurriedly asked to stay, "There is one more thing."

Xing Zimo squeezed the phone tightly, wishing to crush the toothpaste-squeezing Mao Kanghu, "Last chance."

Mao Kanghu had gradually become numb to this situation, restrained his fear, and pretended to be frank: "Mr. Ran is calling to invite you to his engagement ceremony."

There was silence on the phone.

Mao Kanghu took down the phone, thinking that the boss had already hung up, but unexpectedly it was still showing that he was on the phone, and cautiously called out "Boss Xing".

After a while, Xing Zimo gritted his teeth slowly: "Who do you say?"

Mao Kanghu could feel the anger of his boss along the network cable, and explained word by word: "Mr. Ran, Ran, Sen, Xu, Mr. Ran..."

"I don't need you to remind me so many times." Xing Zimo hung up the phone cursingly.

Mao Kanghu: It's not the boss, who is it? T? T;

After hanging up the phone, Xing Zimo suddenly changed his mind to rush into the house, and wanted to blow on the cold wind to calm down. Unexpectedly, within a minute, the door opened and Chen Yi walked out.

Xing Zimo saw that his expression was not very good, so he hurriedly greeted him and asked softly, "Why did you come out?"

Chen Yi raised his head slowly and looked at him dully, "Ah, I'm going out to blow the cold wind."

Just like himself, Xing Zimo immediately understood what Chen Yi was doing.It turned out to be a couple, it really is, but Chen Yi said, "It's not just because of this."

Xing Zimo: "?"

Chen Yidao: "I don't know if I heard it wrong, Mr. Xing seems to be secretly planning to let Jiujiu stay by his side..."

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Thanks for the follow-up... I always feel like it's almost over

58. Chapter 58