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Fortunately, those reports were just talking nonsense and making up stories, and did not release his own photo to the public.

Cheng Yi took a taxi and chatted with the driver all the way. When he passed by a long distance on the road, he asked the driver to stop nearby. He wanted to go and have a look.

At this time, the employees have already left work, the project has been suspended, and the workload has naturally decreased, so there are few people staying in the company now. The group of reporters squatted for a day without finding anything, and most of them dispersed. Right now is the cleanest time. .

It was the first time for Cheng Yi to look carefully at the high-rise building in front of him, brick by brick, where the Cheng family had poured their painstaking efforts for decades.

Aimlessly, he simply wandered around the periphery of Cheng Yuan, and found that a wall brick was missing somewhere on the outer wall, and found a surveillance blind spot hidden under the green belt, when he approached, he burst into urine Smell.

Cheng Yi frowned and took a few steps back, thinking that sooner or later a surveillance camera would have to be added here, and it would be best to connect to the screen on the building to broadcast live 24 hours a day.

Damn, the public toilet ten steps away is not open, good people insist on peeing like a dog.

When he turned back outside the company gate from the back, the street lights on the side of the road were already on. Cheng Yi was just about to slip towards the main road, when he saw a person standing blankly outside the company gate, looking up at Cheng Yi in a daze. Far.

Thinking it was some persistent tabloid reporter, Cheng Yi couldn't help approaching him curiously, and recognized the person as the department manager Pan Yao within a short distance.

Cheng Yi called him from a distance, pulling Pan Yao's thoughts back from the sky.

"Yo, why is Young Master Cheng here?" Pan Yao was slightly taken aback when he saw him, and joked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of being torn apart by those hungry hyenas?"

Cheng Yi also cooperated with him to explore around and asked, "Where is the dog?"

Both of them couldn't help smiling, and neither asked where the other was going or why they were here.

"My second uncle doesn't care about his busy home, and I'm the one who gets nagged by his second aunt every day." Pan Yao strolled along the street with him, saw a few bars not far away that were open, and simply Suggested, "It's windy outside, since we've all met, why don't we go have a drink together, maybe we won't have this chance in the future."

Cheng Yi immediately nodded in agreement, and suddenly stopped after walking a few steps and asked him, "What is the identity of the two of us going to drink?"

It is said that friends are not friends, at most it is a relationship between subordinates and subordinates, and people who are usually out of touch, sitting together is at least a fate.

Pan Yao thought for a while, and said, "If we have to get together, we can only say that one is Lao Song's old friend, and the other is his suitor."

Cheng Yi was taken aback, and looked up at him, "Song Xianfei even told you this?"

Pan Yao nodded solemnly, and his tone was full of affirmation, "Of course, he never hides anything from me."

Immediately afterwards, with a look of wanting to be beaten, he smiled provocatively, "Is the young master jealous?"

Cheng Yi's face twitched, and he really had the urge to hit him, but on second thought, it would be good to take this opportunity to learn more about Song Xianfei through Pan Yao.

Randomly found a bar with few families, small but warm, with soothing jazz music, the sense of comfort is like water flowing slowly into my heart.

Each ordered a glass of Gold Fizz, and the two of them remained relatively silent for a while. Only when the bartender adjusted the wine did the atmosphere loosen.

"You're not staying at home, what are you doing at this hour?" Pan Yao took a sip of the wine, and the refreshing taste of the lemon mixed with the wine gradually spread between his lips and teeth, but he didn't have time to taste it, "Could it be to find the old man?" Song's?"

Cheng Yi smiled lightly and didn't answer, which was regarded as tacit consent.

I really missed him, and when I went out, I didn't care about myself, but I hesitated when I went out.

Cheng Yi turned his head slowly, under the staggered light and shadow, Ying Ting's facial features looked a little haggard, a kind of handsome that didn't match his age, "Didn't you and Song Xianfei play together since childhood? You always know a lot that I don't know Let’s listen to what Manager Pan said.”

Pan Yao raised his brows slightly, propped his chin with one hand, and asked a little miserably, "Apart from Lao Song, what other topics can we talk about?"

"That's gone." Cheng Yi waved his hand immediately, "I'm not interested in you anyway."

Pan Yao bit the mint leaf in the cup, and said, "When you two are together with me, you always talk about each other. You and him under the lemon tree, and me under the lemon tree."

Cheng Yi only listened to the first half of his words, and couldn't help but lift up his spirits, "Song Xianfei talked about me?"

"Yes." Pan Yao frowned and smiled, and couldn't help complaining, "Talk about you, talk about how handsome you are, and say that you will become a great talent in the future. I said, can you two talk face to face if you have something to do? 24 hours a day and no one will answer."

Cheng Yi smiled, but then sighed again, "Sometimes I'll wonder whether Song Xianfei likes me or not, and whether everything I do is useful."

"Old Song is actually easy to fall, but he doesn't know it." Pan Yao frowned and smiled, squinting his eyes and didn't know what to think, "Over the years, based on what I know about him, it can be said that You can almost tell what his thoughts are at a glance, at least you can see that there is one more person in his heart now."

Cheng Yi stared at the cup in his hand and was stunned, both happy and confused. After a long silence, he murmured, "It's not like I haven't talked about it before, although it didn't work out, but I clearly feel that Song Xianfei is different from other people. , Other people's love can be expressed, but his...why is it so difficult to touch?"

The background music that was playing suddenly stopped, and quickly switched to the next song after a few seconds. Pan Yao's breathing became light and slow, and he stared at Cheng Yi without opening his mouth.

The smile in his eyes receded, and the strange emotion was terribly cold.

"Others' love can be bold, unrestrained, casual, and precious." Pan Yao looked at him and said softly, "But his love is fragmented. If you want it, you have to hold it up hard."

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I will write a longer chapter for you in the next chapter. I will ask for a day off tomorrow and update the day after tomorrow. The weather has dropped sharply in the past two days, and my shoulders hurt a bit. Take it easy first, and everyone pay attention to cold and warm (????????)