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Wen Xia really did not expect to meet Lin Fengqi here.When Wen Xia saw him downstairs, she felt that something was wrong, who would have thought that it was really something bad.

Strange, when did Uncle Fang meet Lin Fengqi?

Just when he was wondering, Lin Fengqi had already seen him.

The two looked at each other far away, the man paused, and slightly looked away.Wen Xia curled her lips, turned her head and stopped looking at him.

But Fang Lianshu's voice could still be heard: "Mr. Ma, it's been a long time! You look so energetic!"

Wen Xia quietly complained in her heart that this sentence is really a panacea.

Mr. Ma exchanged some pleasantries, and the other party even said, "Old Fang, let me introduce you. This is Lin Fengqi, the chairman of Fenghang Technology."

Fang Lianshu greeted warmly: "This is Mr. Lin? Oh, what a talent! Such a great career has been done at a young age, and young people nowadays are getting better and better!"

Wen Xia couldn't help turning his head to take another look. Even in the face of such enthusiastic praise, Lin Fengqi just nodded politely, and reached out to shake Fang Lianshu: "Mr. Fang, don't take the liberty to bother me."

"How come, I also want to thank Mr. Ma for bringing you here," Fang Lianshu said with a laugh, "I'm old, and I have no other hobbies, but I like to make friends!" As he spoke, he signaled the waiter to bring over wine.

"Speaking of which, Lao Fang, Boss Lin is as old as Xiao Huai, isn't Xiao Huai also young and promising, a good-looking talent—by the way, why haven't I seen him?" said that Boss Ma.

"It's not that he's been flexing his muscles in the company recently. He's busy. He'll be here later." Fang Lianshu liked others to praise his son, so he smiled and said to Lin Feng, "Perhaps Boss Lin and my son Fang Huai just got a chat. Let’s go, young people, there are many common topics.”

Fang Huai?

Lin Fengqi caught the name, frowned uncontrollably, and subconsciously raised his eyes to find Wen Xia.

Wen Xia was no longer at the place just now, standing at a long table with a young man, chatting with that man while eating pastries.That young man, Lin Fengqi, had the impression that his name was... Zou Boyan?If I remember correctly, it is Wen Xia's friend, whom he met in high school.

Lin Fengqi quietly looked at Wen Xia's profile.

Fang Huai, this name came out of Wen Xia's mouth when she was asleep.After waking up, he didn't even allow himself to mention it more. He just asked a little more, and he was unhappy.

Wen Xia was talking to Fang Lianshu when he entered the door. Are they familiar?

So Wen Xia appeared here... because of Fang Huai?

Turns out they were still in touch.

It turned out that he was looking this way just now, and he wasn't looking at him, but wanted to look at the door, to see if Fang Huai had come?

He thought...

She thought Wen Xia was looking at herself.

Thoughts were going back and forth, the more Lin Fengqi thought about it, the more he felt blocked.

At this time, Wen Xia was discussing with Zou Boyan the new topic of escape room.Zou Boyan's escape room has opened up to now, and there are five themed rooms. He is currently preparing for the sixth one, and he is still struggling with the theme.

Comrade Wen Shanhai said with disgust that he had nothing to talk to young people, and went to find Zou Boyan's parents to pass the time.

Wen Xia had just played a horror game in the live broadcast yesterday, and when he heard Zou Boyan was struggling with this, he said casually, "Come to a horror village."

Zou Boyan: "There have been similar ones, no."

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of a waiter coming over with a drink, Wen Xia mused while reaching for it: "Then..."

The cup didn't touch it, but it touched something warm, whose hand it was.

Wen Xia turned her head, and met the indifferent gaze casted towards her by the master who started her hands.

If it wasn't Lin Fengqi, whoever it was.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, then withdrew her hand, made a "please" gesture in a very civilized and polite manner, and generously let Li: "I'm sorry. You take it first."

Lin Fengqi also withdrew his hand: "You go first."

Wen Xia said "Oh", and took the glass of wine away without being polite to him.After he finished taking it, Lin Fengqi went to get another cup.

On the outstretched right hand, something flashed in the light on the ring finger.

He didn't stop after taking the wine, and soon the boss and the boss came to look for him with smiles, and they walked away chatting and laughing.Of course, talking about laughing and laughing is someone other than Lin Fengqi.

Wen Xia took a sip of the wine slowly, and before his eyes was the flashing image of the ring on the ring finger of his right hand when Lin Fengqi picked up the wine.Although he only wore it once, he recognized that it was a pair of couple rings that he bought on the way the day he took himself to the hospital.

At this moment, Fang Lianshu's happy call came again: "Xiao Huai!"

Wen Xia and Zou Boyan looked at each other at the same time, and then looked at the door.

Fang Huai, Fang Lianshu's proud son, was a pet boy.Before he got his driver's license, he had more than a dozen sports cars under his name. As long as he asked, his father would just say: buy it!

Wen Xia and he were both young masters who grew up surrounded by stars, but they were not in the same boat when they were young.Wen Xia thinks he is a dude, and he thinks Wen Xia is high.

To be honest, I heard that when Fang Huai, that stinky brat who loves to show off, went to take over his father's company, Wen Xia sprayed all of his water on Zou Boyan's face.

"Tell me honestly, is the end of the world coming?" He couldn't believe it.

Zou Boyan's face was filled with grief: "It's true."

Surprisingly, Fang Huai managed the company well.It's no wonder Comrade Old Wen got angry.

But this can't change Young Master Fang's stinky show-off temperament. When he came from the company, he specially changed into an exquisite and bright dress. When he entered the door, he was followed by six people, with an exaggerated bouquet of flowers in his hand: "Dad, birthday hapiness!"

"Mr. Fang! Happy birthday!" The four said in unison, each holding a beautiful gift box.

The last two people raised the firework tubes in their hands, and with a "bang", colorful ribbons flew all over the sky.

The beat of the symphonic dance ends right on the last accent.

Watching this scene, Wen Xia twitched the corners of her mouth.

Zou Boyan: "Hey."

The hall was a little quiet. I don't know if he was shocked by Fang Huai's unique way of appearing on the stage. Only Fang Lianshu greeted him with tears in his eyes and his face moved: "Good son!"

Without saying a word, he took his son and gave a moving speech to everyone.

Fang Huai waved his hands while listening, and said modestly: "No."

A smile bloomed on his face.That's called a spring breeze, swelling up to the sky.

Both Wen Xia and Zou Boyan were paralyzed.

Only Lin Fengqi, ever since Fang Huai entered the arena, has been silent.Although he is always silent.

But at this moment, he stood where he was, feeling his brain trembling, his world view was infinitely refreshed in just a few minutes, and he almost couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand steadily.He couldn't believe it, and fell into a long aphasia due to shock.

...Wen Xia, do you like this one?

The author has something to say:

"We still don't know where Lin Fengqi's little brain went"