I Can't Be This Protagonist

Yan Shuang ate this meal very happily, and asked the other party's name while waiting for packing.

"Yao Jing, right?" Yan Shuang said with a smile, "We should get along well in the future."

Yao Jing was a little at a loss.

He is a private detective, and the most common thing he does is to catch mistresses.

In this line of work, he is still doing well, and he can be regarded as a golden brand in the circle of rich people.

Similarly, it is also very annoying.

The experience of having dinner with the subject of surveillance in such a calm and even happy manner is too surreal.

Yao Jing couldn't help but said, "Why did Mr. Wei let me watch you?"

"You don't know?" Yan Shuang raised his eyebrows.

Yao Jing shook his head.

The boy in front of him looks normal no matter how many times he looks at it.

He has been monitoring him for several days. Except for the occasional relationship with two big figures in the circle, Yan Shuang's life is very ordinary. He works part-time and attends classes.

A poor college student frequently contacts the two young masters in the industry. Judging by his profession, there are usually some unspeakable deals.

But Yan Shuang looked too ordinary.

It's hard to get involved with those peachy scandals.

Wei Yichen only asked him to monitor and report truthfully, without saying why.

Yao Jing expressed his thoughts.

"You guys are very strange." Yan Shuang held her chin and smiled at Yao Jing, "Do I really look so unattractive?"

Yao Jing was stunned, "I didn't mean that."

"That's what you mean."

Yan Shuang took the packing box from the waiter's hand and pushed the glasses to make sure they were worn securely. He didn't want to do evil.

"Although it's hard to accept, the fact is that these men are all fascinated by me."

Holding the takeaway in one hand, Yan Shuang stood up and said to Yao Jing, "When you're watching me, you'd better stay away from me, I'm afraid you'll fall in love with me."

Yao Jing sat in the restaurant stupidly, until the people outside the restaurant waved to him, and then he followed as if awakened from a dream.

"Go and drive."

Yan Shuang directed naturally.

Yao Jing obediently responded twice, and when he drove the car in front of Yan Shuang, he thought in a daze: Why is he so obedient?

By the way, it was Wei Yichen who confessed.

"Let's drive," Yan Shuang said, "Go to Qin's house."

After Yao Jing said "Oh", "Ah?"

"Go to Qin's house, where Qin Yubai lives, you don't know about it?" Yan Shuang looked him up and down, "I thought Wei Yichen would find someone stronger to watch me."

Yao Jing hurriedly said, "I know where the Qin family is, but..."

He is the person who monitors Yan Shuang, and if he sends Yan Shuang to his employer's house, won't his business be completely ruined?

"Don't worry," Yan Shuang blinked at him, "Let's go to the back door quietly, so that no one will notice."

Yao Jing had no choice but to obey and drive to Qin's residence.

Along the way, Yan Shuang kept fiddling with his mobile phone.

People in their line of work are generally full of curiosity, so Yao Jing took advantage of the red light to sneak a look.

"Don't look," Yan Shuang said without raising his head, "I'm seducing a man."

Yao Jing choked, his head and ears were completely red.

Yan Shuang sent at least a hundred messages to Ji Yao.

After deducting the [-] pieces of free information provided by the package, there are [-] pieces of information left, which is equivalent to RMB [-] yuan.

Ji Yao can do it.

Let him spend five yuan to coax him, and he stubbornly ignores him.

Yan Shuang frowned slightly.

Flip through the text messages he sent from top to bottom.

Every one of them looks so eloquent and touching, why should Ji Yao not be touched?

At least an "oh" should be answered.

It doesn't matter if you return to a full stop.

hateful.

He finally gave Ji Yao a dime a chance.

"Ji Yao, I'll wait for you in the dormitory at night, please come back, okay?"

Ji Yao still didn't return.

Yan Shuang crossed his hands and sneered.

Yao Jing on the side couldn't help shaking.

In less than half a minute, Yan Shuang regained his composure, turned on his phone and turned to his mailbox.

That is Qi Feiyun's work email. Generally speaking, Qi Feiyun will not log in to this email in person. No matter how many emails he sends, they will be filtered by his assistant.

What a hassle.

If it wasn't for the fear of showing his face, Qi Feiyun would immediately turn into a human extreme sports enthusiast, disrupting his steps in completing the plot line. Yan Shuang really wanted to use this face.

After thinking about it again and again, Yan Shuang still sent an email, and he made an appointment for another interview.

When the off-duty assistant received the email, he didn't pay much attention to it, but after seeing the sender's name, he hesitated and forwarded it to Qi Feiyun's private mailbox.

The person Qi Feiyun took the initiative to mention, no matter how ordinary, is special.

Suddenly, an email notification popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

Qi Feiyun opened without hesitation.

Such emails sent to him at night are usually urgently scheduled for tomorrow's operation, which is very important.

Sender: Yan Shuang.

Qi Feiyun's mouse paused.

This is a very common email.

Yan Shuang said that he didn't ask many questions last time, and hoped to meet Qi Feiyun again, because he felt guilty for wasting Qi Feiyun's time, so he wanted to invite Qi Feiyun to have a meal and do a second interview during the meal.

"Does Teacher Qi think the canteen is too cheap? I'm working hard. If Teacher Qi is willing, I can invite you to eat in a more expensive restaurant."

Always be so straightforward and not make any detours.

It seemed as if he wished to reveal all his thoughts for him to see.

The cursor stayed on the name "Yan Shuang".

fake.

Qi Feiyun said to himself.

all fake.

This fleeting fascination with appearances quickly fades like morning dew.

He's used to it.

No more expectations.

The mouse clicked on the close button in the upper right corner.

The vehicle slowly drove to the west back door that Yan Shuang mentioned.

The huge Qin residence actually has a gloomy west back door, except for the messy plants, there is not even a lamp.

Yao Jing's teeth chattered, "What, what are you doing here?"

Yan Shuang narrowed his eyes, "Shh."

His face was mysterious, "Did you hear any sound?"

Yao Jing almost died of fright.

He admitted, he had a showdown, he was afraid of ghosts.

"Yan, Mr. Yan... What are you doing, what are you doing?" Yao Jing held his head, huddled on the steering wheel, and begged, "I'd better send you back to school."

"Hush—" Yan Shuang said again, with a stern look on his face, "Didn't you hear that?"

"What, what?"

"Someone is playing the piano."

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the building vaguely.

The person who plays the piano is climax and full of emotion. Even people who don't understand music at all will be impressed by this wonderful music.

The servant forgot to wipe the porcelain and was intoxicated by it. She didn't wake up until the housekeeper passed by quietly, and explained embarrassedly: "Young master plays the piano really nicely."

"is it?"

The butler looked puzzled.

Wei Yichen went up with a supper.

Qin Yubai was still working in the study.

He was not in good condition all day, his work efficiency became lower, and he was still restless when he came back to work overtime at night.

Wei Yichen knocked on the door and offered supper.

Qin Yubai's complexion was very ugly, and with the injuries on his face, he looked embarrassed.

"It's so late," Qin Yu glanced at Wei Yichen, "Let Qin Qing go to bed early."

Wei Yichen wondered if the sound of the piano was too loud to affect his work?

Immediately realized that was just his overly pragmatic thinking.

His employer loved and accommodated the weak young master wholeheartedly, how could he find such a noisy sound of nature?

"Ok."

Wei Yichen put down his supper, went up to the third floor, and knocked on the room where the piano sound came from, "Master, it's late, you should go to bed."

The violin stopped abruptly.

no respond.

Wei Yichen got used to it.

There is a young master who is like a wandering soul in the family. He never likes to pay attention to anyone. Anyone who can hear his voice is a gift. The most common thing is to see his side face sitting in the room painting.

That face was almost exactly the same as Yan Shuang's.

Wei Yichen turned on his phone, and Yan Shuang in the photo was smiling happily.

It's not pretending to be happy, it's really a heartfelt joy for the hearty meal in front of me.

The thumb slid across the screen lightly, as if stroking that pretty face.

Different.

How could the young master who was raised in a deep boudoir be the same as a mortal who had suffered so much?

No matter how much a fisheye and a bright pearl look alike, they are never the same species.

Suddenly, a message popped up on the phone.

"come out."

Wei Yichen was completely stunned.

"I'm at the west back door of your haunted house."

Haunted house?

So apt.

Lied to him again?

Wei Yichen was thinking like this, but his footsteps were still walking through the west back door of the Qin residence, which was inaccessible.

The night was already very deep, and the tall trees grew unkempt and arrogant due to no one's control, connecting into a large area of ​​thick shadows.

The iron gate of the west back gate was entwined with thick green vines, and it was almost impossible to tell where was the wall and where was the exit.

It was quiet late at night, and there was no one there.

Wei Yichen smiled lightly, he seemed to be gradually getting used to being tricked and tricked by that little bitch, and he didn't feel angry.

These little dramas were a little entertainment in his dull life.

He is willing to pay for it.

"rustle--"

There was the sound of footsteps on fallen leaves.

Wei Yichen stopped when he turned around, and he turned his face.

There is a smiling face outside the iron gate intertwined with vines and man, more moving than the moon.

He was carrying a bag, and said softly, "Thank you for the treat, I'll pack it for you."

Wei Yichen stood where he was, silent.

He was wondering if this was a dream, and the person in front of him was imagined by him.

After being lied to so many times, finally...he didn't lie to him once.

Yan Shuang stood on tiptoe, raised his hand high over the iron gate, "Come and pick it up."

He stood outside the iron gate, like a dream that fell in the middle of the night.

"hurry up."

There was an urging voice, and Wei Yichen finally walked forward slowly. He looked into Yan Shuang's eyes, and stretched out his long arms to take the plastic bag.

When the fingertips touched, Yan Shuang's fingers were cold.

"I am leaving."

Yan Shuang waved at him, and when he turned around, the hand that hadn't been retracted was pulled by a strong force.

The other hand passed through the gap in the iron gate surrounded by vines and grasped his wrist.

"I've made a reservation."

His voice was cold, completely different from his hot palm.

The meaning is the unique secret between two people.

Under the cold white moonlight, Yan Shuang looked back and smiled, meeting Wei Yichen's twinkling eyes behind the lenses, with a sly smile, "I'll think about it."

The 15% emotional line in the background shows that the butler is far from being addicted. I hope that Butler Wei will work harder and get more involved.

Yan Shuang withdrew his wrist from the opponent's palm without hesitation.

The remaining warmth in his palm was burned on his wrist, and he waved to Wei Yichen with an innocent smile and slightly parted red lips.

"Your boss is upstairs watching you."