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It was still early, and Lin Yunqing was walking on the sidewalk on the dark red floor tiles.Although it was still working hours, the road was very lively, probably because it was the time for the summer vacation, and many students dragged their suitcases to the subway station.

There are many things, Lin Yunqing can't help but feel a little worried, the studio must bring people, and then he must leave Xiacheng and go back.

But Wen Zhuo can't leave here, after all, this so-called stand-in job is his main job.

Not to mention that he almost forgot that he was still a stand-in.

Thinking of this, Lin Yunqing's thoughts became a little erratic.If Shu Qing is not Ah Qing, then who is Ah Qing?

In getting along with Wen Zhuo for such a long time, in life, he has not seen any item related to Ah Qing, not even a photo.

Except for what Wen Zhuo kept saying, the one who was related to Ah Qing was his very similar impostor.

Also, Lu Cai and the others thought that the warm Bai Yueguang was Shu Qing, but in fact it was not.

But they didn't say anything else about Ah Qing either.

Thinking of Wen Zhuo's mother, Aunt Feng, Shu Qing and Lu Cai, they all said that Wen Zhuo had some sequelae because of a car accident.

He had reason to suspect that Wen Zhuo had really damaged his brain, maybe Ah Qing didn't exist at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Yunqing suddenly felt goose bumps, the original book is not a suspenseful thriller, he shook his head.

However, the original book does say that Wen Zhuo has a Bai Yueguang, but there is no specific description. This Bai Yueguang only exists in people's mouths.

Lin Yunqing became curious about this Bai Yueguang.

But according to the current progress of Wen Zhuo and Luo Xing, the plot may have gone wrong for a long time.

Will the white moonlight still appear?

The more Lin Yunqing thought about it, the more confused he felt.

Forget it, don't think about it, let's think about the studio.Whether Bai Yueguang appears or not is none of his business.

If you want to go to the studio, then you definitely won't be able to take care of Wen Zhuo's side. Does that mean you have to resign?

If he resigns and leaves, then Bai Yueguang has nothing to do with him.

It has nothing to do with Wen Zhuo.

There will be no further communication between them.After all, their life and work circles do not overlap at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Yunqing was a little upset again.

Subconsciously, he didn't think about this question, left the subway station, and entered the supermarket.

He was strolling around the fresh food area with a shopping cart, and Wen Zhuo seemed to have a big opinion on his request for leave these days.

It's better to make a meal to see if it can appease him, and maybe he will be approved to take a long vacation.

Lin Yunqing returned home with a big bag of ingredients.

Putting the things away, he sat on the sofa to rest for a while, and sent a message to Wen Zhuo: I just went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and cook tonight, are you coming back for dinner?

After getting a nonchalant "um", he happily walked to the kitchen.

Almost two hours after dinner was ready, he took off his apron and went to his room to change clothes.

Inadvertently, his eyes glanced at the closed door, which was a room that Wen Zhuo didn't allow him to enter. When he was free on the weekend before, Wen Zhuo could shut himself inside for most of the day, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Could it be related to Ah Qing?

He walked to the door unconsciously, raised his hand to put on the doorknob, the coolness of the metal spread to his palm, he froze for a moment, and took his hand back.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from behind.

Lin Yunqing turned her head and met Wen Zhuo's cold eyes.

"I..." Lin Yunqing opened her mouth, a little speechless, without explanation.

"Sorry." He lowered his head slightly, his voice soft and deep.

"I told you." Wen Zhuo raised his hand and loosened the tie under his neck, "You are not allowed to enter this room."

He walked towards Lin Yunqing step by step, his brows were tightly frowned, his tone of voice slowed down, and his enunciation was clear, which made the listeners feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Lin Yunqing knew he was wrong, but his warm and indifferent attitude made him feel inexplicably aggrieved, and his heart was sour.

"Anyway, I can't get in if it's locked..." He muttered in a low voice, walking towards the kitchen, "I'm just curious. Human beings are always curious about unknown things. I'm already trying to restrain my nature."

"Student Lin, how old are you? You're still natural, do you want to open the door and let you go in and explore?" Wen Zhuo was immediately annoyed by his aggrieved and self-deprecating appearance.

"I know I was wrong." Lin Yunqing apologized honestly, scooped the porridge out of the pot with a bowl, and put the bowl on the opposite side of the dining table.

Wen Zhuo lowered his head and took a look at the rich and fragrant seafood porridge. He could see a few brightly colored prawns on it, full of color, fragrance and taste.

He snorted coldly, and after washing his hands in the kitchen, he sat down at the dining table.

Not long after the porridge came out of the pot, it was still quite hot, Wen Zhuo didn't seem to notice the heat at all, and he scooped up the porridge and sent it to his mouth as usual.

On the other hand, Lin Yunqing had a harder time eating. He blew gently on the porridge on the spoon with his puffed mouth, and took two or three blows before taking a bite.In the interval between eating like this, he would take a sneak peek at Wen Zhuo from time to time.

After being glanced at several times, Mr. Wen finally couldn't help it, and caught the other's sight: "What's the matter?"

"No." Lin Yunqing shook her head, continued puffing her mouth and blowing forward gently.

Seeing Wen Zhuo's stinky face, he silently swallowed the matter of asking for leave and cooperating with Alan.

Wen Zhuo looked at him obediently lowering his head and blowing on the porridge, the cheeks on both sides of his mouth were slightly puffed up, his lips were reddened by the heat of the porridge, and looked a little eye-catching on his fair skin.

It seems that he can hear the sound of his blowing, gently, one by one to tease people's minds.

Is it that hot?Wen Zhuo withdrew his gaze, took another sip of the porridge himself, and the scalding porridge slipped down his throat. Mr. Wen, who didn't feel it at first, suddenly felt that the porridge was indeed a little hot.

He got up and went to the kitchen, took a glass of ice water, and took a sip, only to feel the temperature in his throat drop a bit.

"Are you thirsty even after drinking porridge? Is it too salty?" Lin Yunqing looked back at him and asked.He remembered that Wen Zhuo tasted a bit stronger than his, but he thought it was okay, not salty.

"It's a little hot, cool it down." Wen Zhuo replied casually, sat down again, his eyes fell on his lips unexpectedly, and then looked away quickly.

"Oh."

There was silence all around.

Until a bell rang to break the silence.

The eyes of the two followed the source of the sound, and looked at the mobile phone in Lin Yunqing's hand together, and the caller ID on it came into view.

It's Fu Nian.

Wen Zhuo watched as he put down the spoon in his hand, picked up his phone, and walked to the balcony.

His figure was against the light, leaving a shadow behind him, and at his feet were several pots of green and tender succulents, all of which he bought back one after another.

"Wow, so fast?" His voice could be vaguely heard with surprise.

"Yes, no problem. Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon..." Lin Yunqing paused for a moment, then walked to the corner of the balcony seemingly casually, her voice lowered.

Wen Zhuo couldn't hear his voice anymore.

Soon, Lin Yunqing came back.

Looks as usual, no abnormalities can be seen.

Wen Zhuo glanced at him casually, but didn't speak, and raised his hands to hold the dishes on the plate.

"The exam is over, right?" Wen Zhuo's previously mild face became serious again, revealing a sense of alienation.

"Ah."

"Then it's time to cancel my vacation. I'm going out tomorrow morning. I won't be able to catch up with the meals in the cafeteria when I get back to the company. You can bring me the meals." Wen Zhuo looked at him and said casually.

"Ah..." Lin Yunqing's lips parted invisibly, and then she nodded slowly, "Okay, when will I send it over?"

Warm and sharp eyes caught his slightly paused expression just now, and his expression suddenly sank: "Delivery at 02:30 in the afternoon."

Then he ordered three dishes and one soup, and added a dessert.

Lin Yunqing nodded with difficulty.

Wen Zhuo snorted softly, got up and walked back to the room.Even if he had any plans with Fu Nian tomorrow afternoon, it would be ruined now.

When he couldn't find it and walked to the door of the room, he turned around and said, "Remember to make breakfast tomorrow morning."

Lin Yunqing gritted her teeth and looked at the figure who disappeared behind the door, raised her hand and patted the table lightly, hateful capitalist!

Fu Nian just told me that he happened to have a senior in the Yalan Warring States Fu project team. Just now he asked someone for the contact information of the publicity team. The two parties communicated. It seems that the other party also has the intention of cooperation and plans to have a detailed interview tomorrow afternoon.

Lin Yunqing's little calculation of fishing is really good, anyway, Wen Zhuo is not at home during the day, and he doesn't need to know Wen Zhuo when he goes out to meet people, let alone ask for leave.

Who knew that this hateful capitalist just made such a move to return the dessert after the meal. He obviously doesn't like sweets, and he is clearly trying to make things difficult for him!

hateful!

But it's okay, calm down.

They made an appointment tomorrow at the coffee shop downstairs in the Yalan Building, which is considered a leisure place inside the Yalan Building, and the privacy is not bad.

According to Wen Zhuo's habit, his meal time is controlled within half an hour.Then let's see if Fu Nian can contact the other party and change it to 03:30 later, there is still time.

Lin Yunqing pursed her lips, and glanced at Wen Zhuo's door, hum!

But when he saw another closed door next to him, he snorted heavily again.

No wonder he couldn't see any items related to Ah Qing in this room, maybe they were all put in that room by Wen Zhuo.

Maybe the room is full of photos of Bai Yueguang, and the items he used are arranged in categories, and their souvenirs are placed.

Oh, and pink clothes.

like a pervert.

Lin Yunqing, who was dissatisfied, used her imagination to speculate about the other party maliciously.

He treats Bai Yueguang tenderly, but treats him who looks like Bai Yueguang, but he is cruel and ruthless. He never shows mercy when he asks for leave. He will come to cook for him when he asks for leave today. Face!

The more Lin Yunqing thought about it, the angrier she became.

Until the next morning, the inexplicable anger in his heart still persisted.

He sullenly made breakfast for Mr. Wen, and then sent him out sullenly.

Wen Zhuo looked at his slumped appearance, feeling angry and gloating in his heart.

Does not being able to go out with Fu Nian make him so depressed?

Fortunately, being as smart as him, Lin Yunqing's plan to sneak out without work was aborted.

"Remember to make lunch." Before getting on the elevator, Mr. Wen also instructed the young employee.

"Understood!" Lin Yunqing replied angrily.

Seeing the number of floors in the elevator getting smaller, Lin Yunqing turned around and walked back into the house.

But he didn't go to the supermarket to pick fresh dishes as Wen Zhuo expected, and then came back to cook diligently.

Lin Yunqing just went to take out the pink and tender bento box, washed it, put it aside to drain, and then went back to the room, focusing on sorting out the materials of ceramic sculpture works in front of the computer.

When the time came to 12 o'clock, Lin Yunqing first ordered a takeaway for himself.

While waiting for the takeaway, he opened the review software again, and after looking at it for about half an hour, he finally found a restaurant with a good reputation and food presentation, and picked a few dishes that did not exceed his level and wrote them down. Come down, and then he called a runner to help him buy it.

After placing the order, Lin Yunqing felt a little heartbroken again. The average price of this restaurant is relatively high. If it was him, he would definitely not go in and consume.

A person's work meal actually requires serious three dishes, one soup and dessert, so why bother him if he knows how to eat.

There are various restaurants and snack bars near the Yalan Building, and there is even a Michelin three-star restaurant not far away.

If you miss a meal in the cafeteria, he has to deliver it. When did Wen Zhuo manage the house so thriftyly?

Forget it, anyway, he is also working for Mr. Wen, so it's not too much to do some work.

Lin Yunqing comforted herself in her heart.

A worker cannot always pray for the same care as Bai Yueguang.

But still angry.

Three dishes, one soup and dessert, and breakfast in the morning, he is not a cooking aunt.

He's just a little stand-in.

It is necessary to care for the boss's psychological feelings, but also to take care of his daily life.

Take one money and do two jobs, what a loss!

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