After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

He wanted to find some materials and inspiration. Although the Floating Cloud Cup event did not have a specific theme, choosing a good direction would also make the work more appealing.

He searched for several popular elements and themes, but was not satisfied with any of them. He chose oil painting, which is classified under the painting and sculpture section. Compared with Chinese painting, he is better at oil painting.

So annoying...I don’t know how to choose a topic.

Yu Jing lay on the table, his thoughts in a mess. His cell phone rang, and Yi Zongyou had already arrived at the door.

Yu Jing ran downstairs and got into the car. He touched Yi Zongyu's arm in a flattering manner to show his longing for him.

"What are we having for dinner?" He asked while drinking the taro milk handed to him by Yi Zongyu.

"Go to Fenghuali." Yi Zongyu drove with one hand, freeing up one hand to play with Yu Jing's fingers.

Yu Jing said seriously: "It's very expensive."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zongyou curled his lips and said nonchalantly.

"It's free, it's run by Xue Feihan's family."

"Your friend is so nice." Yu Jing sighed sincerely, "You are so lucky."

Yi Zongyou glanced at him sideways and said, "Well, I am so happy too."

The car stopped at the entrance of Fenghuali. Yi Zongyu was not in a hurry to get out. According to his personal custom, he kissed Yu Jing briefly for a few minutes before letting him get out.

Yu Jing's face flushed, and he followed him blankly, biting the straw.

He thought that if Yi Zongyu took him and sold him abroad like this one day, he would probably foolishly accept it.

When the door of the box opened, Yu Jing realized that Xue Feihan and others were having dinner together.

The computer crashed again because I was still hugging Yi Zongyu's arm.

Yu Jing quickly distanced himself from her, wearing a lamb print sweater and holding taro milk in his hand, and started standing guard.

Yi Zongyou patted his waist and asked, "Have you been pinned down by someone?"

"without…"

Xue Feihan came over like a gust of wind, grabbed Yu Jing's arm and began to look him up and down.

"Wow our little Jing, you are wearing such a cute outfit today."

He smiled in a nasty way, and his eyes seemed to say, "I knew you two slept together that night."

Poor Yu Jing was dragged to the table by Xue Feihan and Ethan, one on each side, and then the two men began to look at him with ill intent.

"Are you two sick?" Yi Zongyu asked.

"Tsk, I didn't look at you." Xue Feihan retorted, "Xiao Jing didn't say anything."

Yi Zongyou began to poke at his sore spot, "I heard that your ex-boyfriend is getting married."

"..." Xue Feihan had a resentful look on his face, and instantly became like a shriveled eggplant, and stopped talking.

Ethan was laughing non-stop at the side, but was stopped by Fu Siyin: "Be quiet for a while, why don't you go back to New York?"

"I have to go to class again if I go back. I'm too lazy to go." Ethan held his chin up. "Besides, it's not as fun as this in New York."

Fu Siyin: "Is your sister back?"

"She went back a hundred years ago. She said my dad was quite angry and disliked me for always hanging out with Xue Feihan."

Xue Feihan was hit twice in one night and exploded instantly: "What???! Am I such a person in your father's eyes?"

“What else?” Ethan rolled his eyes at him. “If it weren’t for Brother Zongyou and Brother Siyin, my dad would have come to arrest me long ago.”

Yu Jing suppressed his smile, tugged at Yi Zongyu's sleeve and whispered:

"It seems that you are a model student in the eyes of your parents."

"That should be it." Yi Zongyou raised his lips, "What do you think?"

"I think you are very rich." Yu Jing blurted out the truth.

Yi Zongyou: "…Nothing else?"

Yu Jing was a little embarrassed, "Can we wait until we get home to talk about it?"

"Then you have to say something I want to hear." Yi Zongyou squeezed his hand, "You know."

"Yeah." Yu Jing nodded with a smile.

Life is peaceful here, but over there the war has already broken out.

Xue Feihan and the other man were separated by Fu Siyin, punching each other back and forth, and they couldn't afford to lose in verbal battles.

"You little brat, go back to New York and stop smearing me in front of your dad."

"You are the only one who needs me to smear you. You are a piece of charcoal."

"Hiss - you really want to be beaten, believe it or not, I will send the photo of you kissing someone else to your dad."

"Laughing, my dad has a thick stack of it, do you still want to threaten me?"

"You are very honorable." Xue Feihan gave him a slap. "It depends on who you marry in the future."

Ethan also imitated Yi Zongyou and poked his sore spot: "You should still care about your ex-boyfriend. After all, he is the one who is going to get married."

"Get lost!" Xue Feihan yelled, "No one will have an easy time!"

Fu Siyin had an expression of a Ninja Turtle on his face, playing with his phone in the middle, as if he had become accustomed to it.

Yu Jing moved closer to Yi Zongyu again, "Is Fu Siyin's hearing okay?"

Yi Zongyu couldn't help laughing: "It's probably pretty bad."

Amid the chaotic argument, the waiter finished serving the dishes.

Yu Jing really likes the desserts in this shop, which are very much to his taste. Today he ordered strawberry stewed milk.

The stewed milk with a pudding texture tastes silky and dense. It is topped with condensed milk and eaten with strawberries. The fruity and milky aromas collide with each other, which is absolutely amazing.

While Xue Feihan and Ethan were having a heated argument, Yu Jing finished his meal with satisfaction. Then he looked at Yi Zongyu, who understood and immediately ordered another portion.

The desserts are small, so eating two won't make you sick.

After returning home, Yu Jing's waist began to feel sore again because of what happened last night.

He lay on the bed enjoying the young master's massage and couldn't help gossiping: "Who is Xue Feihan's ex-boyfriend? I think he cares about him."

Yi Zongyou rubbed his waist and answered, "He dated me when he was studying in the United States, but they separated because of some things."

"Rub it down a little bit." Yu Jing began to instruct, "Why separate them?"

"Family reasons."

Yu Jing paused, and began to feel uneasy.

"Relax." Yi Zongyou patted his waist, "What are you thinking about?"

“No…” Yu Jing buried his face in the soft pillow, his voice muffled.

Yi Zongyu smiled helplessly, turned the man over, leaned over and kissed his moist lips.

"disobedient."

Yu Jing seemed a little confused, "What."

"You should have told me if I made you sad, but you obviously didn't listen." Yi Zongyou kissed him on the face, "You are disobedient."

My heart is soft. When someone can detect my emotions and feelings at the first time, my heart immediately becomes soft, and the feeling of wanting to entrust myself to the other person becomes strong again.

Yu Jing hugged his neck and said seriously, "Yi Zongyou, you are really considerate and good."

"There's more." Say more, he likes to hear it.

"It feels like you can actually see what's going on in my mind and why it's happening the way it is. It's a little magical."

Yu Jing began to think on his own again.

"Are you really good at fortune-telling? Every time I think about something, you can tell it by secretly counting on your fingers."

A faint smile appeared in Yi Zongyou's eyes, "Well, you found it."

Yu Jing touched his cheek again in a flattering manner, "Will the words you said this morning take effect forever?"

"Yes, it will always work for you."

"What if you break your promise?" Yu Jing's voice was soft.

"There's no such thing as an if, baby."