Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

In Jiang Xian's impression, he had indeed received similar friend requests on his work WeChat account, but he ignored them all.

This microblog is only read as a joke.

Just as he was about to quit, he suddenly remembered that he was jealous of Fu Boyuan's fans yesterday, he couldn't be alone.

Fearing that Fu Boyuan would not be able to see it, he took a screenshot of this Weibo and sent it to the other party through WeChat.

Fu Boyuan just came back from washing and changed into new clothes.

Inside was a white t-shirt, and outside was a loose short-sleeved aqua blue striped shirt. The open shirt was blown by the wind, and the hem of the shirt fluttered.

Like the hero in a youth idol drama.

Fu Boyuan held the breakfast in his hand and said, "Get up and eat."

Jiang Xian looked him up and down, and said casually, "You dress like this, it makes me feel like I'm dating a little boy." Then he got down to business, "Look at WeChat."

He purposely sat by the bed and observed Fu Boyuan's expression: "What do you think?"

"Just a fan, it's quite normal." Fu Boyuan's tone was as usual.

Jiang Xian was quite surprised, Xie Chen used to call "brother", this person can remember it for a long time.

Now that so many fans are adding oil and vinegar, he doesn't mind at all?

"Aren't you jealous?" Jiang Xian asked directly.

Fu Boyuan sat at the table and helped him peel the eggs: "There's nothing to be jealous about."

Jiang Xian felt bored, curled his lips and skipped the topic, and went to wash himself.

When he came back again, Fu Boyuan had put on a straight white shirt with a pointed collar, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was still peeling eggs.

Jiang Xian walked over as if he had seen a ghost: "It's so early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Fu Boyuan handed him the egg: "It's too hot to wear like that."

Jiang Xian went to the bedside and touched the water-blue shirt, which was comfortable and soft, while the white shirt looked stiff and prickly.

It's obviously hotter now.

He shook his head, not understanding the young boys nowadays.

Bending down and biting the egg in Fu Boyuan's hand, Jiang Xian said, "Why is it so sour?"

Fu Boyuan didn't take his words: "Ask for eggs."

Jiang Xian: ...

After breakfast, Fu Boyuan went to play chess and chat with his grandfather, and answer questions about his relationship by the way, so that Jiang Xian would not be questioned.

He is usually too busy with work, and he seldom has time to accompany his parents.

Not to mention the old people who are far away in the countryside, they may only see each other once a year.

Jiang Xian thought it was too hot outside, so he lazily played games in the bedroom.

They had lunch with the old man at noon before they packed up and returned to the city.

Fu Boyuan drove much faster than when he came here, and Jiang Xian never got motion sickness, and he felt a little nauseous in the end.

Frowning, he asked, "Why are you driving so fast?"

"Too slow and the company will be late." Fu Boyuan replied, "Employees have been waiting."

Jiang Xian glanced at the time and was dumbfounded: "It's not too late to go to the company, right?"

Fu Boyuan stopped talking and drove seriously.

Jiang Xian has been too tired recently, the glands in the back of his neck always feel swollen, and his whole body is very tired.

Simply curl up in position and sleep.

When I woke up, it was already evening, and the electric poles on the side of the road were flying across the orange sunset background.

Jiang Xian was taken outside the building of Guiyue Media by Fu Boyuan.

The office building located in the center of the bustling area has an exquisite atmosphere, and the icon of a crescent moon holding a rose is particularly eye-catching.

Fu Boyuan straightened his collar and asked, "What do you think, brother?"

Jiang Xian boasted sincerely: "Yuanyuan is really amazing!"

Fu Boyuan grabbed his wrist and said, "I'll take you inside to have a look."

As soon as he put on the mask, he was pulled into the door before he had time to refuse.

It happened that a young girl holding documents came up to meet her. She was taken aback when she saw them, then bent slightly and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

Fu Boyuan nodded his head lightly in response.

Walking to the tea room, the middle-aged man who was receiving water also started: "Hello, Mr. Fu."

Jiang Xian glanced at Fu Boyuan, suspecting that he brought him here just to show off.

He asked: "Is it true that when you go to the bathroom, the people next to you will also say hello to Mr. Fu?"

Fu Boyuan: ...

"I'll shut him up."

Jiang Xian was half-forced to visit the office area, conference room, and leisure activity area, and finally slumped on the sofa chair in Fu Boyuan's office, too lazy to move.

Turning his head to look out of the window, Fu Boyuan seemed to be particularly fond of the big floor-to-ceiling windows, not even here.

In the bustling city center, patches of neon lights adorn the dark night.

There was a knock on the door, Jiang Xian, as a celebrity, is also the boss, so he still had to pay attention to his image, so he quickly sat up.

A woman in a shirt and suit trousers came in and said, "Mr. Fu, here are the asset details and the flow sheet you want."

Fu Boyuan took the document: "Okay."

When the people left, the door just closed.

Jiang Xian leaned over curiously, seeing the dense numbers made him dizzy, put his arm on Fu Boyuan's shoulder, and asked him directly: "What do you mean?"

Fu Boyuan said: "It means that my annual income exceeds [-] billion."

Jiang Xian slipped his arm and staggered.He was puzzled today: "You were so low-key before, why did you suddenly change?"

Fu Boyuan sorted out the documents and said, "Because I'm mature."

Jiang Xian was speechless, wanting to say that mature people wouldn't be so frightened.

But his energy was almost exhausted, he touched the back of his neck subconsciously, and said, "Mature Mr. Fu, I want to go home, can I get off work?"

Fu Boyuan stood up and said, "The company is relatively close to my home, so go to my place first tonight."

Jiang Xian didn't refuse, he remembered the garden outside Fu Boyuan's villa: "This season, the garden should be quite beautiful, right?"

Fu Boyuan stopped packing his things, and said with some regret: "The flowering period is over, because you said to come and see it in spring."

It's summer now in July.

Jiang Xian followed him into the elevator, extremely optimistic: "There are so many kinds of tweeds, there are still some left after one flowering period."

After getting in the car, Jiang Xian clicked on Weibo habitually.

The topic of #复博志拉黑# actually made it to the entertainment list, Jiang Xian sighed, now he is most afraid of seeing related names on the trending searches.

But the topic is actually full of fans and passers-by hahaha.

Jiang Xian looked down in confusion.

[@仙缘cp Is it public today: Before that financial company president Qiuaibo, Aite Fu Boyuan’s netizens almost all found themselves blocked by Fu Boyuan, I can’t fucking laugh anymore! !How long has he blocked so many people by himself? 】

[The funniest thing is that Fu Boyuan used a large number to give a thumbs up to that Qiuai Bo, and declared war publicly? 】

[Fight, fight, fight!I love to watch! 】

[Report - the president posted a new Weibo! 】

Jiang Xian couldn't help but eat melons with the past.

[@江先生看看我: I got off work early today, and turned to Mr. Jiang Xian’s previous interviews when I was bored. This pink shirt matches your complexion very well, very pretty. [picture]】

The attached photo is an old photo from two or three years ago, and it was a picture taken by a fan. At that time, it was once regarded as a god picture by the fan circle.

It's a side profile shot.

The thick and slender eyelashes become more and more obvious under the light, and the deep eyebrows and high nose bridge are even more superior when viewed from the side.When she turned her head, the white and slender neck showed beautiful muscle lines, and two buttons were undone, revealing a small section of delicate collarbone.

A skin pink silk blouse sits against cool white skin tones.

Jiang Xian himself thought it looked good.

[Grass, although I have seen this picture for several years, every time I see it, I want to call my wife! ! ! 】

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish 】

[Wife, our village knows that I care about you, wife@江贤]

Seeing Jiang Xian smiling so happily, Fu Boyuan asked casually, "Are you playing cp again?"

Jiang Xian shook his head, looked up and saw that there was a red light ahead, and the car stopped.

He just put the phone screen in front of Fu Boyuan: "I'm looking at this." Jiang Xian suddenly thought of that hot search, and said with great interest, "Aren't you jealous? Why did you block so many people?"

Fu Boyuan finished reading the new Weibo with a blank face. When the red light turned green, he stepped on the gas pedal again.

Before Jiang Xian could read a few words, he realized that the car had stopped again. He was just about to say why the traffic jam was so serious before the rush hour.

Looking out the window, he found that Fu Boyuan had parked his car on the side of the road.

Jiang Xian asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

Only then did he notice that Fu Boyuan was leaning on the back of the chair, his chest was rising and falling violently, and he was exhaling heavily.

It turned out that the dog was so angry that it kicked.

Jiang Xian couldn't help laughing: "I'm with you now, why are you so genuinely jealous?"

Fu Boyuan took a deep breath, he wanted to hold back, but he was warned before to speak up.

So he stretched out his fingers and counted them one by one: "I am also mature and stable, and I am also the president of the company with an annual salary of tens of billions." He paused for a few seconds, "Looks, forget it, I understand everything."

Jiang Xian suppressed his laughter, nodded his head and gave a "hmm".

So after reading the screenshots on Weibo early in the morning, he went to change his clothes and put on glasses, so he drove back all afternoon and took himself to the company. Called "Boss Fu", and deliberately displayed the assets flow.

Jiang Xian was helpless, but also thought he was cute: "Your behavior is immature first, and you still wear that white shirt like a college student."

Fu Boyuan turned his head and looked out the window: "My grandfather's clothes are too small, so he didn't put them on."

Jiang Xian couldn't hold back his "poof" and laughed out loud.

Fu Boyuan stared at him angrily: "Isn't brother ever jealous?"

Jiang Xian patted him on the shoulder: "Do I look like such a naive person?"

Fu Boyuan was jealous, and it happened intermittently.

After eating the CEO's jealousy, he started to eat the fans'.

"What's your wife? Don't you have a wife?"

Jiang Xian coaxed: "I haven't responded yet." He grabbed Fu Boyuan's arm and put it on the steering wheel, "Good boy, go home."

After finally arriving outside Fu Boyuan's villa, Jiang Xian stared out of the window without looking at his phone expectantly.

But the garden was not as full of flowers as imagined. It was completely dark, and the European-style street lamps beside the gravel road lit up clusters of lights. There was only one green branch and leaf in the garden, which still looked like the same species.

Jiang Xian waited for Fu Boyuan to come down, and walked back together.

Unwilling to give up, he continued to search left and right: "Did you shovel out all the previous ones and plant them again?" Looking forward to nothing, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "What did you plant, I didn't see it."

Fu Boyuan said, "Actually, you saw it."

Jiang Xian was sure that he did not, and the other party had never sent any photos of the garden.

"The rose wine I gave you is brewed by myself." Fu Boyuan's voice was not loud, almost covered by the noise of the suitcase, "I also planted the roses myself."

Jiang Xian's steps slowed down, but the beating of his heart became faster and faster, so fast that it almost burst through the eardrums.

He asked, "How long have you planted it?"

Fu Boyuan said: "A whole spring."

Jiang Xian walked to the center of the garden blankly, remembering the bunch of baby's breath placed in the living room, and remembering Fu Boyuan's saying "I don't like delicate flowers".

But what flower is more beautiful than a rose?

The jealousy in Fu Boyuan's heart hadn't been digested yet, so he started the topic by himself: "Do you know why I plant roses?"

Jiang Xian shook his head unresponsively, followed Fu Boyuan into the house.

The moment the door was closed, Fu Boyuan turned around abruptly, and propped his arms against the door with a "boom".

Jiang Xian was imprisoned between Fu Boyuan and the door, he was a little dizzy, and with the approaching breath, the hands beside him slowly clenched.

Thinking that the other party was about to kiss again, Jiang Xian raised his chin slightly.

At the moment when they were about to kiss, Fu Boyuan suddenly staggered his lips/lips and attacked his more sensitive/sensitive ears.

"I want to have sex with my brother in the rose garden."

"Which is more fragrant, the roses in the garden or you, only I know."