Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Mid-August.

White clouds are floating in the blue sky, and the sun like a fireball is scorching the earth.

Wei Tingjun, who tried hard to pursue Yan Yichen but only ended up with a familiar face, looked up at the sky with frustration, and he couldn't stop feeling sad.

How is the job better than mine?!

Why does Yan Yichen love work so much that it makes it difficult for him to see the other party?

Yan Ziqian's mood gradually became extremely calm.

Considering Wei Tingjun's efficiency in pursuing people and his uncle's personality of not loving men but only caring about his career, Wei Tingjun would not be able to pursue his uncle even if he pursued for another two years.

Now he just watched Wei Tingjun make trouble quietly.

Wei Tingjun slowly lowered his head and looked at the chat page that had not received a reply yet.

“Why didn’t he reply to my message?”

"Could it be that he is in a meeting at the company, or has he entered the laboratory and hasn't come out yet?"

Yan Ziqian rolled his eyes silently.

"That's enough, my uncle has no time to deal with your harassment!"

He dragged his good brother, who had more resentment than the devil, to the bar they often went to to have a couple of drinks and relax. He didn't want to listen to the other party's meaningless nonsense anymore.

Wei Tingjun went into the bar and started drinking.

He drank while talking, "Do you think Mr. Yan really doesn't like me?"

"Does he have someone else in his heart?"

Yan Ziqian sat on the sofa in the bar box with a headache, acting as an emotionless tool.

"I'm not your uncle, how would I know!"

"If you really must have him, then go and confess your love to my uncle."

Even if Wei Tingjun chases after her like a mute, he will never be able to catch up even if he chases her until his death.

Wei Tingjun pointed at himself and said loudly: "Why haven't I expressed my feelings to Mr. Yan? I tried to say it several times but failed."

"If I wasn't strong, I would have shut myself off long ago."

"You said I'm young, beautiful, and have a good figure, why doesn't he even look at me?"

He touched his well-trained eight-pack abs and squeezed the wine glass in his hand angrily.

"Your uncle has a heart of stone. He doesn't even know how to cherish a handsome guy like me."

Yan Ziqian: "(ー_ー)!!!"

My family members, I really have nothing to say!

I thought Wei Tingjun didn't have a mouth, but it turns out that my uncle is a wooden man.

The young man patted Wei Tingjun's shoulder with pity and persuaded him helplessly: "You should be more open-minded. It's normal for my uncle to be single since birth."

"I guess you know how serious my uncle is."

"Wow, wow, what should I do?" Wei Tingjun lay down on the sofa and began to cry. His hoarse voice made Yan Ziqian frown.

"Stop howling, or I'll beat you up!"

Wei Tingjun looked up at Yan Ziqian, then lowered his head again and continued to cry even louder.

"This is so unfair! Someone wants to beat me up!"

"Under such bright and clear circumstances, my good brother actually treated me so cruelly."

Yan Ziqian clenched his fists and said, "Shut up!"

He felt that Wei Tingjun was going crazy because he failed to win love.

Look at the other party's rogue appearance, no one would believe that he is a cold-blooded school bully.

"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen." Wei Tingjun covered his ears and closed his eyes and cried. The boy who was nearly 1.9 meters tall cried like a child.

"I want Yan Yichen, I want to fall in love."

Yan Ziqian grabbed a bottle of beer, grabbed Wei Tingjun's head and poured the beer into his mouth.

"Drink, drink, you'll be fine once you're drunk."

"A little drunkenness can relieve all worries." He stared at Wei Tingjun who was crying miserably, "When you are drunk, you won't remember all your troubles."

Wei Tingjun took the bottle and pushed Yan Ziqian away.

"Yan Ziqian, you are feeding a dog! This is a human mouth, not a wine jar!"

Yan Ziqian took the opportunity to move away from the irritable Wei Tingjun, ignored his good brother's fruitless pursuit of love, and opened a bottle of red wine to taste it slowly.

To be honest, Wei Tingjun was really miserable.

This kid would rather fall in love with his uncle than anyone else. He is a determined bachelor who is determined to devote the rest of his life to his personal career.

Wei Tingjun drank with a serious expression.

His mood was as bitter as an unripe apple, filled with the sour taste of wanting something but not getting it.

The boy's eyes were wet and tears were streaming down.

At this moment, Wei Tingjun was like a little puppy who was acting cute and cuddly to his owner but was ignored. He was full of grievances and didn't know who to talk to.

Oh, Mr. Yan doesn't like me...

Is it because my figure is not good enough, or my appearance is not outstanding enough to attract Mr. Yan, or is it because my temperament is not calm enough?

What kind of man does Mr. Yan like?