Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

The next day, Jiang Qian'an arrived at Qin Siheng's ward around noon. When he was brought in by the bodyguard, Qin Siheng was still holding an online meeting by the window. He looked grim, with a frown on his face, staring at the computer screen. When he saw Jiang Qian'an come in, a hint of tenderness appeared on his serious face. He gestured to Jiang Qian'an to sit on the sofa and wait for a while.

Jiang Qian'an was not surprised at all to see Qin Siheng working seriously. He just felt that it was as it should be.

Jiang Qian'an came today with a basket of fruits and a bouquet of white tulips. He just quietly put the things on the table next to him, then sat on the sofa and waited quietly for his meeting to end. Since Qin Siheng did not avoid him during the meeting, he had nothing to worry about.

Not long after, two bodyguards placed a bunch of snacks in front of him, as well as hot tea, and even handed him a tablet, indicating that he could watch a drama or something else for entertainment.

Isn't that the way the bosses in the books are? But right now, he didn't have the heart to ponder this. He politely declined the tablet offered by the bodyguard and instead picked up the international financial report on the other side. This should be what Qin Siheng needs to read every day, and since it's public, it should be okay for him to take a look.

In this way, one of them was in a meeting, while the other was leaning on the sofa reading a financial report. The sun shone in from the window, and the breeze blew through the white curtains. The atmosphere in the ward was indescribably harmonious and warm.

When Qin Siheng finished the meeting, he saw this scene: the young master with delicate eyebrows and outstanding temperament was leaning back on the sofa, his peach blossom eyes carefully studying the financial report in his hands. His throat rolled slightly, and his fingers at his side slightly retracted.

"Are you interested in this?" Qin Siheng controlled the wheelchair and came to the young man's side.

"It's okay, I just suddenly wanted to learn some knowledge in this area." Jiang Qian'an put down the financial report in his hand, smiled at him politely, and looked at Qin Siheng with his peach blossom eyes slightly curved.

This wasn't the first time he'd seen this man, but every time he'd been amazed by him, Qin Siheng had exceptional facial features, a perfect skin and bones. Was this the standard for a child of the world?

"How is your injury? Does it still hurt?" He hasn't forgotten the purpose of coming here today, which is to improve his impression.

"It's actually a minor injury. It will be healed in a few days and it won't hurt." Qin Siheng also looked at him with a smile and pushed the fruit on the table in front of him.

"Eat some fruit first. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I wonder if it's boring." Jiang Qian'an had just come in and waited for about half an hour until the end of the meeting. He was a little annoyed by leaving people alone for half an hour.

"Well, thank you." Jiang Qian'an was not the kind of person who would let himself be wronged, so he just picked up the fork next to him and started eating.

He ate slowly, but with an air of elegance and nobility.

"Are you coming to Country Y just for Mr. Shen's birthday?" Will you stay in Country Y for a few more days? He watched the young man in front of him eat, his eyes moved to the young man's waist. Today, Jiang Qi'anchuan was wearing a very stylish suit, with high-waisted pants that outlined his slender waist, making the young man look even taller and thinner.

Looking at the curves of the young man's body, Qin Siheng felt a heat rising up in his body. He quickly looked away and thought: Thin, too thin.

"Well, almost. There will be an art exhibition in two days. I will return home after the exhibition." Return home to make money.

"Oh, is it Midas's exhibition? I also like his paintings and his bold use of colors. Can we go together that day?" Qin Siheng asked naturally.

Jiang Qi'an's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was just worried about having no reason to get closer, and now it was here? "Of course!" Absolutely! Although he wasn't interested in the exhibition, he had to seize such a good opportunity to improve his impression of her.

Qin Siheng looked at his reaction and thought that he just happened to mention the young master's hobby. He didn't show it on his face, but silently decided to give Chen Li a bonus for sending him the young master's itinerary guide last night.

"Of course." Qin Siheng looked at him with a smile, and silently pushed another snack in front of him. He had to eat more.

"Well, isn't it because you think a big shot like you wouldn't easily make an appointment with someone?" Maybe he was too happy, and now Jiang Qian'an said whatever he was thinking directly.

"I think we are destined to be together. Can we be friends?" Jiang Qian'an spoke directly and shamelessly. He was thick-skinned and had everything.

"Huh? I thought we were friends when we exchanged contact information yesterday." Qin Siheng couldn't help teasing him. He was so cute that he felt his heart beating out of control again.

"No, you are a very capable person. I think you don't make friends easily." He was not wrong. People in their circle generally have their own fixed social circles, and he remembered that Qin Siheng in the novel also had only two friends and no other friends.

"You are different, we are destined to be together." He wanted to be more than just friends with him...

"Aren't you afraid that I am approaching you on purpose?" People at their level often want to approach and curry favor with them. Why are Qin Siheng's principles for making friends so casual?

"Are you that?" Qin Siheng stared straight into Jiang Qian'an's eyes. His eyes were as deep as a bottomless cold pool. When he looked at someone, people couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Qin Siheng was originally a little taller than Jiang Qian'an because he was sitting in a wheelchair. When he looked into Jiang Qian'an's eyes like this, he needed to raise his eyes slightly to meet those dark and deep eyes.

"I'm not." Those peach blossom eyes stared straight at him, with honesty and seriousness in their eyes. Looking at those sincere eyes, Qin Siheng felt as if his soul was touched. A strong heartbeat surged in his heart, making his heart beat faster and his breathing quicken.

He hastily looked away, his ears burning.

Really... He's so sincere...

The young master is so cute when he is serious... He really wants to rub...

"I believe you, An An, can I call you that?" Actually, I want to call him Young Master, it feels more suitable, but An An sounds nice too, well... every word in Young Master's name sounds nice.

"Of course." Jiang Qian'an felt a little strange watching Qin Siheng like that, but that didn't stop him from wanting to tease his new friend. Then he added, "Mr. Qin seems to be a few years older than me, so what should I call you? Mr. Qin? Brother Qin? Brother Siheng? Or... Uncle Qin?" He seemed to remember that the female protagonist called him Uncle Qin.

"......It's up to you. It's all fine." After leaving only these words, Qin Siheng directly turned the wheelchair around and drove towards the bathroom.

Watching Qin Siheng's back as he left, Jiang Qian'an thought that he might have left the boss speechless, and he simply didn't want to pay any attention to him. He never thought that the boss was irritated by his words.

After all, the big guys described in the novel are moody, always cold and distant to others, and all their emotions are unpredictable.