Super entertainment: Exclusive gossip of wealthy families

When I woke up early in the morning and came to the living room, Yin Zihao had already prepared breakfast.He saw me come out, took off the apron, and was smiling, but I could see the haggardness on his face.

"Wake up, it's just right. You can have breakfast."

"Why don't you sleep a little longer, today is the weekend."

I went to the table and sat across from him.

He took a piece of bread and ate it.

"What happened to you last night?"

I just sat and looked at him, remembering how he looked in pain last night, as if he had suffered a major blow.

"Eat quickly, just drink some wine."

He said as if nothing had happened, and then helped me spread blueberry sauce on the sliced ​​bread and put it in front of me.

He was obviously sad, but he showed a bright smile to me. He was obviously very fragile, but he wanted to be so strong to me. I picked up the bread he had spread for me and put it in my mouth, without asking him what happened yesterday. late.

Seeing that I was only eating breakfast, he remained silent and said, "I have to go to the company later."

"It's okay. I have an appointment with Fangfang."

He looked outside, it was pouring rain, and the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the windows could be heard inside the house.

"I send you."

I followed his gaze and looked out the window. I was just making an excuse to reassure him.

I turned my head and looked at him with a smile: "Then take me to the mall."

It was already noon when he sent me to the shopping mall, and the breakfast he prepared in the morning was too rich, and when it was time to eat, I didn't feel hungry yet.I was wandering in the shopping mall by myself, and I called Fangfang. She has asked Li Qin to go to the movies with her today.

I walked and came to the door of the counter of the St shoe store. There were a lot of people here on weekends, but after the St company incident, it was very bleak. This is what the two waiters standing at the door said when she passed the counter. of.

I walked in and it was a shoe I liked and it was his company.I remembered the way I showed off those shoes in front of him at that time, it was indeed a bit silly, and I laughed unconsciously thinking about it.

"Miss, which pair do you like to try?" The waiter was probably taken aback by my smirk, but he still had a smile on his face, but I felt particularly awkward.

"I'll just take a look," I said, and started to slip.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a fat woman in fashionable clothes threw her shoes in front of the waiter.

"St's shoes are really disappointing, the heels broke after only two days of wearing." The fat woman thrust her waist angrily.

A thin waiter opened the shoe and took a look. She touched the heel of the shoe, then took it to the waiter who was about 40 years old standing in front of the counter, and said something softly.

"What? Do you want to blame?" the fat woman said aggressively.

"Ma'am, have you climbed mountains or walked through rough places in these two days?" said the older waiter.

The fat woman's eyes flickered, but she was still full of momentum: "Why, do you think I did it on purpose?"

"Ma'am, don't be angry, we just want to make sure." The older waiter continued.

"No." The fat woman shook the fat on her face, then said with her waist in her arms, "Are you going to pay?"

"This—" The older waiter was very embarrassed.

From the broken marks on the heel, it can be seen subtly that the fat woman accidentally pulled it off while walking, as if it was stuck in a crack in the stone and pulled it out forcibly.

"You just won't pay?" The fat woman suddenly walked towards the crowd and said loudly, "St's shoes are not only of poor quality, but also poor after-sales service."

Her yelling attracted many people at once.

I was squeezed out by the crowd. Why did so many people come all of a sudden, it seemed like it was premeditated.

The older waiter wanted to explain, but his words were drowned out by the group of booing.

The fat woman made a phone call, and soon three or five people ran over. In fact, some of them were reporters I knew.

This is a premeditated farce.

Who wants to clean up St company so much? Such a move is completely worse for St company?

Could it be the person he was talking about last night?
I wanted to squeeze in to listen to the fat woman's voice, but the outside was completely blocked, I turned around and saw Yin Zihao, Xiao Ce and several others walking over together.

I hid aside and was not noticed by Yin Zihao.

When they arrived, the crowd moved out of the way.They walked up to the waiter, and the older waiter said something to Yin Zihao. From the gap in the crowd, I saw Yin Zihao's slightly frowning brows, and the stern and cold expression on his face, which I had never seen before.

Xiao Ce was talking at the side, Yin Zihao just clenched his fists tightly, stared sharply at the pair of broken shoes, and then looked at the fat woman.

The fat woman was frightened by his eyes, and then she stood up straight again, and said confidently, "Are you going to pay or not?"

"No compensation." Yin Zihao said sharply, and the originally noisy voice suddenly stopped.The hand of the reporter taking pictures also shook, and the photo was blurred.

I stood in the corner and looked at him. Is this still the Yin Zihao I know?I leaned against the wall and saw a familiar figure.

For some reason, I followed that figure and ran over, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

I walked up the elevator, and when I looked at the counter of the St shoe store again, Yin Zihao, Xiao Ce and others walked out of the counter together, and the crowd quickly dissipated.

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The speed of the media can be imagined. When I browsed the news on my mobile phone, such a seemingly choreographed farce became the headlines, and from the editor's words, it was completely slandering St Company.

I took the mobile phone and entered a familiar number, but my finger stopped next to the green button, and I didn't press it for a long time.

He must be very tired.

I wanted to go back, but beside the elevator, I saw a counter selling ties, and I remembered the scene when Yin Zihao accompanied me to buy ties.

He has always given, has always been by my side, and supported me.He understands me and loves me, but I never gave him anything. Thinking of these things, I felt an inexplicable pain in my heart.

"Miss, show me that tie." I pointed to a dark blue tie with polka dots in the window.

He once said that the meaning of buying a tie is to tie that person firmly.

And what I hope is that I can be by your side, whether it is happy or sad, whether it is good or bad, I will be in front of you, support you, and accompany you.

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I sent Yin Zihao a WeChat message.

"I'm at your house, come home for dinner."

Since I slept at the door last night, Yin Zihao gave me the keys to his house, and I bought some vegetables. In fact, I have done cooking, but I haven’t succeeded yet, so I watched the tutorial on my phone Learn while selling.

It seems that I was born with the only life to eat, not to do. After reading the tutorial several times, I still only have to put the oil in the pan, and then there is no more, because the oil splashed and splashed on my arm, I screamed to myself before it was too late, So the dishes hadn't even started yet, and the kitchen was almost overwhelmed by me.

I called my dad to ask about the oil splatter.

"Is there water in your pot?"

"The tutorial doesn't say there can't be water."

Dad just kept silent. He must have been blown away by me, so he was speechless.

So I followed my dad's tutorial to stir-fry the dishes one by one. My dad was afraid that I would make low-level mistakes like underwater oil, and told me every detail, including whether the potatoes should be shredded or diced.

Under the hard guidance of my dad, I finally made three dishes and one soup, but when I brought my results to the dining table and went back to the kitchen to look at them, I admired myself, it was a mess.

I sent Yin Zihao a WeChat message again, and he quickly replied to me, saying he was on his way.

While I still had some time, I cleaned the kitchen, and when I was done, the door opened.

Seeing me wearing an apron, Yin Zihao walked up to me and wanted to kiss me on the cheek, but I blocked it with my hand.

"It all smells of old oil."

He hugged me: "It feels very happy to see you waiting for me after finishing dinner when I get home."

"Then go and wash your hands quickly and try my handicrafts." I pushed him to wash his hands quickly, and then filled the rice and waited for him.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the potato shreds, before putting them in his mouth, he looked at me meaningfully.

"Don't worry, I have tasted all the dishes, and they won't be either terrible or delicious like in TV dramas. My dishes are not so exaggerated, commonly known as 'home-cooked meals'. So you Don't worry, you can eat it."

He listened to me talking so much, he had already put the potato shreds into his mouth.

"How is it?" I looked at him, although I knew it would not be too delicious, I still wanted some words of encouragement.

"As you said, it's edible." Yin Zihao also put some shredded potatoes in my bowl, "Eat and see, it's commendable for someone who doesn't cook often to make this level."

"How do you know I don't cook?"

"Look at how thick and thin the shredded potatoes are, and when I just walked in, I felt that my kitchen smelled of oily smoke from you. Did you not turn on the range hood?"

"It's open." I muttered, "Actually, I've already cleaned it."

He smiled: "This kind of taste is like the taste of home."

"Then you eat a piece of my braised pork. I watched it for half an hour."

He took a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, as if he was tasting some extremely precious treasure.

"How about it?"

He seemed to be satisfied and nodded: "You just stared at it for more than half an hour."

"I'm afraid it will get muddy."

"delicious."

"With your words, I am willing to see how long it takes."

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When I finished washing the dishes and walked out of the kitchen, I saw Yin Zihao standing on the balcony looking at the rain outside the window.It rained intermittently all day today, and the rain hit the glass window, turning into small droplets and sliding down.

He just stood there quietly, with his hands crossed over his chest, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.He watched me walk from the kitchen to him, and smiled weakly at me.

"I'm tired." I stood beside him.

"The company's affairs are actually okay, but some things are really sad." He said lightly.

"Can you tell me?"

He just put his arms around me and listened to the "swish, swish, swish" sound of the sudden heavy rain.Why can't I hear his heartfelt voice, if I can, I really hope that at this moment I can hear what he is troubled and sad about.
Besides work, what else could make him laugh so sadly.

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