beautiful patron

So far, Lin Weinan has played with many men, and he has a lot of experience, but it is the first time he has such a subtle feeling.

It can't be considered shy, if I have to say it, it's probably closer to...shame.

Lin Weinan was actually a little surprised that Zhuang Yan would make such a move.

I don't know if he has accepted the setting of a fake boyfriend in his heart.Lin Weinan thought.

Lin Weinan is a somewhat strong person.

Even though he is the one under the pressure of the foster puppies, except for the time in bed, he plays the role of being relied on most of the time.He is responsible for any problems in the company's operations, he is responsible for the troubles caused by his subordinates, and lovers always come to him for various things, large and small.

Sometimes Lin Weinan felt that he was more like a shield than a pillar.

He is used to protecting those who need him, so suddenly someone jumps out and wants to protect him, he will feel very uncomfortable.

This may be the origin of the subtle feeling in his heart.

"...It doesn't hurt." This kind of discomfort made Lin Weinan subconsciously want to pull his hand out, but he still controlled himself when he thought that there was Yao Lin'an beside him.

He asked Zhuang Yan to pretend to be his boyfriend, didn't he want to take revenge on Yao Lin'an?Just right.

So Lin Weinan held Zhuang Yan's palm with his backhand, raised his lips and said with a smile: "It's just that I'm a little distracted, don't worry."

As a result, Zhuang Yan in front of him looked at the two people's hands, and his ears turned red instantly.

Lin Weinan thought a little speechlessly: He took the initiative, why is he still shy? Is this a virgin?

"So you're really in a relationship." At this moment, Zuo Jun, who was sitting across the table and witnessed everything, slapped his hands twice, and said insincerely, "Congratulations, Mr. Lin."

Lin Weinan raised his eyebrows: "You don't have to congratulate if you don't want to."

Zuo Jun raised his chin, and said sternly, "I will sincerely congratulate you for making me stand twice less on stage."

"Don't even think about it." Lin Weinan decisively rejected his idea of ​​being lazy, "You must go."

Zuo Jun was wilted again, and lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Zhuang Yan had just recovered from the blushing and heartbeat of holding hands with Lin Weinan, he didn't know what to say, so he also lowered his head to pick up the rice.

After only a few bites, he seemed to suddenly realize something, and suddenly raised his head to look at Zuo Jun: "You can't be the same..." Mr. Lin's what? ?

Zuo Jun immediately put down his chopsticks, and made a big fork with his arms in front of him: "I'm not!"

This is not the first time he has been misunderstood in this way, so seeing Zhuang Yan's surprised expression, he knew what this person was suspicious of.

"I'm straight, I'm straight!" Zuo Jun wrinkled his nose and defended himself, "You hit me with a steel pipe in the middle, even if the steel pipe is bent, I won't even bend it!"

...what a magical metaphor.

Zhuang Yan nodded awkwardly, expressing that he understood: "I'm sorry, I was thinking too much."

"Zuo Jun is not my type." Lin Weinan took a leisurely sip of herbal tea, "I raise him as my son."

Zuo Jun raised the corners of his lips triumphantly, leaned over and whispered in Zhuang Yan's ear: "Boss Lin said before that he couldn't lie on the same bed with someone prettier than him."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yan just smiled dryly, thinking: Boss Lin is more beautiful.

Beautiful and charming.

At least for him, Zhuang Yan.

"You guys continue to eat. I have to make an announcement in the afternoon, so let's go first." Yao Lin'an put down his chopsticks, stood up, left a bowl of untouched rice, and left directly.

After ending the nurturing relationship with Lin Weinan, his tolerance became lower and lower. Just seeing Lin Weinan take the initiative to shake Zhuang Yan's hand, he was so jealous that he flew into a rage.

However, Zuo Jun, an outsider, is still here, and this is a company. If there is a dispute with Lin Weinan, it will be of no benefit to both of them.So Yao Lin'an chose to leave.

He couldn't stay here for a second.

Lin Weinan watched Yao Lin'an go out of the box with cold eyes without saying a word, and gave a low laugh with no clear meaning.

After Yao Lin'an left, the atmosphere in the box obviously improved.

Zhuang Yan and Zuo Jun are about the same age, so they can still get along.Zuo Jun controlled the rhythm of the chat, and the topic changed from the lunch meal to the song list he often listened to recently, and finally the game Zuo Jun was playing.

After Lin Weinan pissed off Yao Lin'an, he was only happy for a few seconds, and then his mood became very bad. He didn't intend to get involved in the chat between the two young people, but just quietly ate while thinking about the meeting in the afternoon.

But as soon as Zuo Jun mentioned the game, Lin Weinan became alert.

Zuo Jun's addiction to playing games has caused Lin Weinan a headache for a long time. Of course, he can't let Zuo Jun spoil the company's newcomers and make his head hurt even more.

"Zuo Jun." Lin Weinan raised his eyes, looked at the beaming young man across the table with an unkind expression, and warned him, "Don't play games with Zhuang Yan."

Zhuang Yan let out an "ah" and asked innocently, "Can't I hit you?"

"No." Lin Weinan said.

Zhuang Yan said obediently: "Okay."

But Zuo Jun's attitude is in stark contrast to him: "Tch, don't bring it if you don't, I'll play by myself."

After lunch, everyone returns.

Zuo Jun was still on vacation and went home directly.Lin Weinan returned to the office to prepare for the internal meeting in the afternoon.Zhuang Yan has finished all the things that need to be done in Xinyi today, and the scheduled class is not today. After reporting to Ren Shuyu, he went back to the rental house with the script.

At this time, Wei Junhui was still working in the library, and there was no sound in the room, it was very quiet.Zhuang Yan went back to his room and slept all afternoon, until he was woken up by the alarm of his mobile phone.

...How did you set the alarm clock for the daytime?

He fumbled for the phone in a daze, opened his eyes and glanced at the screen with difficulty.The note on the alarm clock reads: Part-time job at seven o'clock in the evening.

……part time? !

Zhuang Yan suddenly woke up, and a carp stood up from the bed.

He turned off the alarm clock, clutched his head and thought for a while.

It seems that there is such a thing.Originally, he used to work part-time at the bar every night... Although he has been fired by the boss now.But before the boss said that the bar would be closed for one day on Wednesday, so he found another part-time job to fill the vacancy on Wednesday night.

Clearing away dishes in a hotel cafeteria at seven o'clock on a Wednesday night.

Fortunately, I set the alarm clock and remembered this matter.

Although he has now signed a contract with Xinyi, he has not made his debut yet anyway, so he doesn't have to catch up with announcements every day like other artists, and it doesn't matter if he has a part-time job.

I have already agreed with the hotel to go, if he drops out, the hotel will have to recruit people again and cause trouble for others.He doesn't like that.

It was almost six o'clock now, Zhuang Yan was going to wash up and change clothes before leaving for that hotel.

At this moment, he hadn't thought that he would meet that person in the hotel.

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