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Tang Jingshu froze, Huan slowly got up from the bed and said with an unnatural expression: "Going to work soon."

During these days, Tang Jingshu always had images of the happiness of Lin Moyan and Shen Jiaming emerging in his mind intermittently, and he knew that these memories did not belong to him.

Shen Jiayi stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, then he became cold and said worriedly: "Ayan, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Tang Jingshu looked at him and grinned and said, "No." After saying that, he got up from the bed, put on slippers, went into the bathroom, washed his face to wake himself up, and kept vigilant in his heart, saying that being soft-hearted to the enemy is cruel to oneself , remember that you are just Ah Yan's substitute and cannot have other feelings for him.

Tang Jingshu came out after washing and went to the cloakroom to change into a thin light blue suit. He went downstairs to eat breakfast and felt that he had no appetite after a few bites.

The two were silent on the road. After returning to the company, Shen Jiaming held a meeting with all the shareholders. Tang Jingshu sat and listened carefully. After the meeting was over, it was about nine o'clock.

Tang Jingshu returned to his seat and lay down on the table with a sore back. Shen Jiayi, who was passing by, glanced at Tang Jingshu, smiled meaningfully and pushed open the office door to enter.

Ling Xiao got up, took a document, knocked on the office door and entered, and said calmly, "Mr. Shen, this is the budget for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Shen Jiayi casually flipped through it to confirm that there was nothing wrong with it and quickly signed.

Ling Xiao took the documents and left the office. Seeing Tang Jingshu lying on the table with a tired face, he felt that his image was not very good, so he reminded him.

Before the Chinese New Year, Ling Xiao asked him to arrange the New Year's Eve dinner for the Shen Group. Since he was too busy and had no time to deal with it, he could only leave it to him, especially since most of Tang Jingshu's newcomers didn't understand it, so they often went to the logistics department. Just get along well with the staff in the logistics department.

The supervisor of the logistics department is a middle-aged woman with an extremely ordinary appearance and a slightly fat body. She has a particularly loud voice, and her subordinates call her Lou Lou in private.

Tang Jingshu politely called her Sister Ping on the surface.

"Sister Ping, have you prepared everything for the New Year's Eve dinner?" Tang Jingshu sat on a chair and looked at the schedule seriously.

"It's all ready."

Since Tang Jingshu arranged such a large New Year's dinner at one time, he could only refer to last year's New Year's dinner arrangement scene.

In the afternoon, Tang Jingshu went to find several hotel chains that were not bad. In the end, he could only let Shen Jiayi decide which hotel to choose. After all, the decision-making power does not belong to him, but to the person who pays.

On Saturday, Tang Jingshu wore a white T-shirt, a light blue shirt, jeans and a pair of canvas shoes, looking youthful. Before going out, Shen Jiayi insisted on seeing him off.

When the car passed the flower shop, there was a row of New Year’s oranges at the door, which reminded him that when he was a child, every household would put a plate of New Year’s oranges on New Year’s Eve. He always liked to pick oranges on the table, peel them off, and put the petals neatly on the table. Pick which petal is sweet on the paper towel, spit it out immediately if you eat the sour one, and swallow it immediately when you eat the sweet one. Every time Mother Tang sees this scene, she always smiles and tells him that life is like an orange. There are sour and sweet things, but we can't predict that what we can only do is to overcome the sourness and then it will be sweet.

In mid-March, he imagined that after graduation, he would be engaged in a job he liked, and that he would marry a girlfriend at the right age. After picking a sour orange, he must overcome the sour taste, and he will be able to draw a sweet orange in the next one.

Tang Jingshu lowered his head and unbuckled his seat belt, reached out to open the door and got out of the car.

Shen Jiayi fell silent and said slowly: "After it's over, I'll take you to see your parents."

Tang Jingshu's fingers trembled slightly, his face paled instantly, and he said in a trembling voice: "I will be very good, please don't hurt my parents."

Shen Jiayi replied: "Didn't you say you wanted to go home last time?"

Tang Jingshu suddenly remembered that he had mentioned it to him last time, but he forgot about it for a while.

"I can go back myself."

Shen Jiayi called out: "A Yan, be obedient."

Tang Jingshu nodded obediently, and waved to Shen Jiayi in the car. Tang Jingshu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the car disappeared from his sight, and entered the restaurant sullenly, took the elevator up to the fifth floor.

They cover a hall on the fifth floor of the restaurant, which has complete entertainment equipment.

The moment Tang Jingshu pushed open the door, Chen Weiyong saw him get up from the chair, waved to him, walked to his side, hugged Tang Jingshu's shoulder and smiled.

Everyone here is dressed neatly and decently, only he is dressed a little plainly and looks a little out of place.

Chen Weiyong bumped his arm, leaned close to Tang Jingshu's ear and whispered: "Jingshu, what you are wearing today is a bit too simple."

Tang Jingshu stopped walking and glanced at him, and said calmly, "I'm here for the class reunion, not for the beauty contest."

"The class reunion is a comparison meeting. You can tell if you are living well or not."

Tang Jingshu nodded perfunctorily, moved his chair and sat down, and then his eyes fell on him.

Sitting beside Tang Jingshu, Chen Weiyong smiled and said to Jiang Yunyun who was opposite him: "Jiang Yunyun, I haven't seen her more beautiful for many years."

Jiang Yunyun looked elegant and decent in a white dress, and smiled at Chen Weiyong.

"Jingshu, long time no see."

Tang Jingshu smiled awkwardly, and said, "Long time no see."

There was a noisy mahjong sound from the card room, and the three of them seemed a little embarrassed in the hall. Tang Jingshu changed the subject awkwardly and said, "Students are playing mahjong in the card room, why don't we go in and have a look?"

Jiang Yunyun also felt a little embarrassed, and then nodded.

As soon as Tang Jingshu entered the card room, he immediately changed his smiling face and greeted the students in the card room.

Not long after, the students in the card room finished playing mahjong and came out of the card room to the dining table in the lobby. Friends were showing off their cars, houses and so on.

When someone asked where Tang Jingshu was employed, he answered vaguely.

On the contrary, Chen Weiyong is very attractive to girls. He is surrounded by a group of female students taking pictures with him. After all, he is a star. He is the only star in the class.

After the whole meal, Tang Jingshu felt that he was out of place and seemed a little bored, just looking for a reason to leave.

"Jing Shu, we're going to sing K later, aren't you going?" Chen Weiyong asked slowly.

Tang Jingshu felt that this class reunion was nothing more than comparisons and it was very boring, so he found a reason and said: "The company needs me to go back immediately."

Chen Weiyong didn't want to keep him anymore, Tang Jingshu came out of the private room and called Shen Jiayi in the elevator.

Ding dong.

The elevator door opened, Tang Jingshu came out and a voice called him, turned around and asked in doubt, "Jiang Yunyun?"

After Jiang Yunyun took a breath, he said, "Jing Shu, I'm sorry for what happened back then."

Tang Jingshu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I can't remember the old things for a long time."

Jiang Yunyun pursed her lips, and asked with a trace of expectation in her words: "Jing Shu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Although Tang Jingshu didn't know why she asked such a question, he replied truthfully: "No."

Jiang Yunyun took out his mobile phone from his crimson bag, took a step forward, stretched it out in front of him and said, "Let's add a contact information, we can contact you in the future."

Tang Jingshu took the phone and quickly entered his contact information and WeChat. Just as he was handing it to Jiang Yunyun, a familiar voice rang in his ear.

"Ayan."

Puzzled across Jiang Yunyun's eyes, he looked at Shen Jiayi in the car.

The peach blossom eyes in the car gave Jiang Yunyun a vicious look, and Jiang Yunyun took two steps back in fright.

Seeing that Tang Jingshu didn't respond to him, Shen Jiayi deliberately emphasized his tone and called out again: "Ayan."

A trace of impatience flashed across Tang Jingshu's eyes, he smiled and said goodbye to Jiang Yunyun and got into the car.

Jiang Yunyun stood at the door and watched a black car pass by his eyelids quickly, and the flying dust brushed against her face in the wind.

Tang Jingshu felt a terrible atmosphere in the car, cautiously raised his head to look at the gloomy face, slowly circling his little finger on his thigh, and said in a soft voice: "Who made our President Shen angry?" ?”

Shen Jiayi stared straight ahead, and replied coldly: "Ah Yan, you made me angry."

Tang Jingshu looked confused, thinking about his good performance these days did not make him unhappy, his tone completely softened and he obediently admitted his mistake: "I know I was wrong, don't be angry, okay?"

"Ayan, I don't like your association with that woman." After finishing the sentence, Shen Jiayi continued: "She likes you."

Tang Jingshu smiled helplessly in his heart, leaned closer and kissed his cheek, and said softly: "I don't like her, are you satisfied now?"

At this moment Tang Jingshu felt that he could do anything when he was angry, as long as he held back his temper and coaxed him regardless of right or wrong, he was afraid that something would happen to him when he returned home.

Shen Jiayi nodded in satisfaction.

On the way home, Tang Jingshu called Tang's mother and said that he wanted to go back, and Shen Jiayi accompanied Tang Jingshu for a while. For example, several million watches were sent to him last month, but he took them away in the end.

Tang Jingshu took out a key and opened the door, and sat on the sandalwood chair in the corner of the door, changed into slippers and went in. The smell of rice wafted from the kitchen.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back." Tang Jingshu walked quickly into the kitchen and hugged Mother Tang's shoulders, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I miss you."

"How big of a man, still acting like a baby."

"I just like to act like a baby to my mother."

Shen Jiayi carried a few bags of things in his hand, changed his shoes, and went in. Then he saw Father Tang sitting in the living room playing chess by himself, saw someone coming and got up slowly, and said with a smile: "President Shen, come to my humble house."

Tang Jingshu let go of Tang's mother who was cooking, walked to the refrigerator, took an apple, took a big bite, walked into the hall reluctantly, and said lazily, "Dad, this is the leader of our company."

Shen Jiayi put the gift on the table, said with a faint smile: "Uncle, this is a gift for your two elders." After finishing speaking, he continued: "Just call me Xiaoyi."

Tang's father laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he quickly asked Shen Jiayi to sit on the sofa and asked Tang's mother to prepare a few more dishes.

Tang Jingshu sat on the sofa without a sitting posture and took a bite of an apple, looking at Shen Jiayi's hypocritical appearance, he felt a little funny in his heart.

"Xiao Yi, can you play chess?" Father Tang asked politely as he poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him.

Before Shen Jiayi returned, Tang Jingshu grabbed the words and said, "Dad, he won't."

"Xiao Shu, why are you talking to the leader?"

Tang Jingshu curled his lips, turned his head and looked directly at the TV, and took a sulky bite of the apple.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jiayi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, took a sip of tea from a dark red ceramic cup, and responded modestly: "Uncle, I probably know some."

Tang's father fiddled with the chess pieces happily.

Tang Jingshu had one leg resting on the back of the single sofa, and the other leg was hanging down on the porcelain white marble, holding the remote control in his hand and pressing it casually.

The screen changed, and Tang Jingshu saw the youth idol drama starring Chen Weiyong on the screen.

In the picture, Chen Weiyong was wearing a school uniform, riding a bicycle with a sweet-looking girl on the back seat, and the two walked out of the school gate shyly.

Snapped.

Tang Jingshu felt the burning pain in his thigh, looked up at Mother Tang and raised his voice and shouted: "Mom, it hurts."

Tang's mother was carrying two bags of cooked meat. When she came in, she saw Tang Jingshu lying down and felt that there was a guest who was not looking good. She stepped forward and patted his thigh to remind him, "Your leader is still here, pay attention to your sitting posture."

Tang Jingshu immediately put the other leg down from the back of the sofa, complaining about Shen Jiayi, who was playing chess with Tang's father, in his eyes, and said perfunctorily, "Got it."

Tang Jingshu said heartily: "I have done even more ugly postures in front of him, and Shen Jiaming still cares about his improper sitting posture? Are you making an international joke?"

"Uncle, you really played a good game of chess."

When Tang Jingshu heard Shen Jiayi's flattery, he thought he was a hypocrite.

Tang's father was coaxed by Shen Jiayi into a smile, waved his hands and said modestly: "Hey, it's Xiaoyi who is too modest."

At this time, Mother Tang, who had finished cooking in the kitchen, put the dishes on the dining table, poked her head out into the hall and shouted loudly, "Dinner is ready."

Tang Jingshu got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen to wash his hands. He came out with a plate of braised pork and sat down.

The dishes are served.

Father Tang was a little happy today, and came out with the snake wine that he had treasured for many years.

Tang Jingshu suddenly remembered that Shen Jiayi didn't drink much, so he poured a glass of orange juice filled with fruit and put it in front of Shen Jiayi, and said to Tang's father, "Dad, Mr. Shen can't drink."

"I'm sorry, Uncle, I can't drink enough." Shen Jiaming picked up the orange juice and said to Father Tang, "I'll toast Uncle with a drop of orange juice instead of wine."

bang.

The four of them raised their cups and touched them lightly.

Tang Jingshu finished his glass of oranges in one gulp, and ate a piece of his favorite braised pork in his mouth.

After eating, it was already past seven in the evening.

Shen Jiayi took the initiative to help Tang's mother clean up the dishes. Tang's mother and Tang's father thought how to let the guests do housework, and finally Tang's father asked Tang Jingshu to clean up the dishes.

Tang Jingshu looked at Shen Jiayi at the side with a wide smile on his face, pursed his lips and reluctantly cleaned up the dishes.

Tang Jingshu came out after washing the dishes, watching Shen Jiayi and Tang's father playing chess while watching Tang's mother peeling apples, he went up a flight of stairs and glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Boss Shen, it's almost eight o'clock."

"Xiao Yi, why don't you stay and squeeze with Xiao Shu tonight?"

After Shen Jiayi was silent, he said, "Then I'm sorry to bother you, Uncle and Auntie."

Tang Jingshu lowered his eyelids and looked at the fish in the fish tank, sighed helplessly, walked quickly into the room, took a set of green and white striped sleepiness, went into the bathroom, came out after taking a shower, Shen Jiayi and Father Tang were still playing chess.

Tang Jingshu raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall after nine o'clock, secretly laughed in his heart, thinking that Shen Jiaming had committed a crime and couldn't live.

Tang's father has always loved to play chess. Tang Jingshu was always forced by Tang's father to learn chess when he was a child, but he never calmed down to learn these things. In the end, Tang's father offered him money to lure him to learn chess.

This trick is a test for Tang Jingshu. Anyone who doesn't love money in this world is probably a fool. Under the temptation of money, Tang Jingshu finally learned chess.

Tang Jingshu walked to the fish tank and bent slightly to stare at the small fish in the tank swimming freely. He picked up a bag of fish feed and fed it.

After feeding the fish, Tang Jingshu swaggered into the room humming a little song.

bang.

After the door of the room was closed, Tang Jingshu hurried to the bedside, took off his slippers and half-lyed on the bed, reaching for a comic book on the bookshelf next to the bed and casually flipping through it.

knock knock.

Hearing the knock on the door, Tang Jingshu looked at the mahogany door with half-closed eyes and raised his voice two minutes, "Who is it?"

"it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Tang Jingshu obediently got out of bed and opened the door.

Shen Jiayi seemed to have just taken a shower, with water still dripping from his hair, he stepped into the room, his brown eyes looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the "Nine Dragon Ball" comic book on the bed.

"Child." Shen Jiayi raised his eyebrows, and called out in a very soft tone.

Tang Jingshu closed the door casually, walked quickly to the bed and put the comic back to its original place, and said softly, "Old thing." After saying that, he took off his slippers and went to bed and moved his body to the place against the wall.

Shen Jiayi walked to the corner of the door and turned off the light.

Lying down by the bed in the dark, Tang Jingshu felt a little cramped and turned over a few times. Suddenly, in the dark space, a big hand pinched the back of his neck. He shrank his neck subconsciously, and whispered: "The room If the sound insulation is not good, it will be bad for my parents to hear." After speaking, Tang Jingshu felt that the other party's hug was tighter, and he said with a bit of coquettishness in his body: "Next time, how about..."

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When I went to deliver something to the warehouse manager today, I broke the screen of my mobile phone, and I was in a bad mood.Feeling nothing.If you like it, keep chasing it, thank you