Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

In the Zhou family's private club, the wine bottles originally on the table were neatly put aside, and exquisite tea sets were placed on the table, and the air was filled with the fragrance of tea. The place that had always been a place of extravagance and decadence was instantly dressed up in elegance, with a sense of literati meeting soulmates.

There were two men and one woman sitting on the sofa, all of them were good-looking.

“How exquisite!”

The man sitting on the sofa laughed with emotion, "It's not Zhou Zhou, I always feel like we are out of place in this place right now."

The man who was speaking had short gray-purple hair, earrings, and an avant-garde outfit, which would have suited him well in a bar.

The man called Zhou Zhou had a defiant look, short silver hair, crossed his legs, and was dressed in black work clothes, looking very arrogant.

He glanced at the tea on the table with disdain and took out a bottle of wine from the corner.

"I didn't ask you to drink."

"Oh, it's really not easy to see Xiao Si. Should we burn incense and take a bath?"

Wei Yu sighed and collapsed on the table. He thought of something and sat up to look at Ji Yao who was sitting next to Zhou Rongzhuo.

"Sister Ji Yao hasn't met Xiao Si yet, right?"

Ji Yao, who was named, shook her head and smiled shyly, "I've often heard you talk about it but never seen it. I'm quite curious."

"Sister Ji Yao, I think you have definitely met the most famous professor in your school."

Ji Yao was stunned. A name came to her mind, which was a little unbelievable. She hesitated and said, "Shen Si, Professor Shen?"

Wei Yu was amused by her expression and uncertain tone, and Zhou Rongzhuo was also interested by her expression.

"Why, do you find it unbelievable that someone like Shen Si is good friends with a bunch of second-generation rich kids like us?"

Ji Yao shook her head, "I just feel that the aura is a little different."

It really doesn't seem like they can play together.

Wei Yu laughed heartily, "Even though we have many different interests and hobbies, we are still good brothers who grew up wearing the same pants."

Ji Yao nodded. Shen Si was a professor of literature at Peking University, but he was the same age as her. He was from the junior class and his appearance, well, was described by someone from Peking University.

She has a fairy-like figure and delicate bones, like a banished immortal in a painting, the kind that never comes down to earth.

Ji Yao was a little excited. Her major had nothing to do with literature, and she had only seen Shen Si's photo on the school forum.

There is no shortage of academic geniuses in Kyoto University. The reason why Shen Si is the most famous professor in Kyoto University is that his talent and appearance are just embellishments, and his elegant temperament is the key.

In ancient times, this person would definitely be a talented, upright and proud top scholar.

Wei Yurao looked at Ji Yao's expectant expression with interest, and spoke to Zhou Rongzhuo jokingly.

"It's over, Zhou Zhou. Look at our sister Ji Yao's eager eyes. I'm afraid your position is going to be in jeopardy."

Ji Yao glanced at Zhou Rongzhuo beside her, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she explained dryly.

"After all, he is the idol of so many Kyoto University students. As Kyoto University students, they are all quite curious about Professor Shen."

Ji Yao explained this to Zhou Rongzhuo, but Zhou Rongzhuo just glanced at Wei Yu sideways while holding the wine glass.

"roll."

Ji Yao's eyes dimmed for a moment.

The door was opened at this time, and the voice of the person coming in was the first to be heard.

"It's really not easy to call Xiao Si out."

Duan Songming was wearing a suit and trousers, with shiny leather shoes, as if he had just come from the business world.

Shen Si, who followed behind him, had a clear face and elegant eyes and brows, like an elegant ink painting.

Zhou Rongzhuo rested his hands behind his head and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"It's not easy, but it's all thanks to the blessing of our little ancestor."

Shen Si sat down with a dark expression, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Zhou Zhou's tea-making skills are still so good."

Ji Yao was stunned again. Zhou Rongzhuo could make tea?

Ignoring Ji Yao's surprised look, Zhou Rongzhuo sat up. His attire and temperament did not match the lingering aroma of tea on the table at all, but his movements were smooth and pleasing to the eye.

He poured out another cup and placed it in front of Shen Si.

"Only you can tell it's the tea I brewed after just one sip."

Wei Yu was so upset, "Alright, you two. Stop acting like no one can get in between you two. Sister Ji Yao is still sitting here."

Duan Songming took the tea bowl and took a sip. "What's the difference between this and what I cooked?"

Duan Songming put his arm around Shen Si's shoulder and said, "Come to think of it, you're my brother-in-law in the future. How come you and I don't seem to have this kind of tacit understanding?"

Zhou Rongzhuo snorted and looked at Duan Songming with disdain, "Can your tea-making skills compare with mine?"

Shen Si smiled faintly, "It makes me look like some kind of evildoer who is harming the country."

The three of them retched at him at the same time, and Ji Yao was amused by them. Obviously, the four of them had different temperaments, but they matched well together inexplicably, with an indescribable harmony.

"Si'er, I don't want you anymore after not seeing you for a while."

Zhou Rongzhuo chuckled, "Being able to joke around shows that you're in a good mood. After all, that ancestor is coming back tomorrow."

Ji Yao was curious, but seeing the sudden silence, she didn't dare to speak rashly.

Wei Yu was puzzled, "Did Ah Ling return home after graduation?"

Duan Songming took a sip of tea and said, "I don't know. My aunt asked me to pick someone up tomorrow, so Xiao Si will do it for me."

"I'll go as well."

Zhou Rongzhuo had a smile on his face as if he was watching a fun event.

Duan Songming punched him, "What's your business? Why are you joining in all the fun?"

Zhou Rongzhuo didn't listen to him, "I'm going there tomorrow."

Wei Yu stretched out his hand and wanted to say that he would go too, but was forced back by Duan Songming's threatening eyes.

Facts have proved that Zhou Rongzhuo's action of following was correct. On the way to the airport to pick someone up, Zhou Rongzhuo received a call from Duan Songming while driving.

Zhou Rongzhuo played the sound out loud without thinking.

Duan Songming's anxious voice came from inside the car, "Zhou Zhou, find a way to delay it. Don't let Si'er go to the airport to pick them up."

As soon as the voice came out, Ji Yao in the passenger seat pricked up her ears to listen, and Shen Si, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, opened his eyes.

Zhou Rongzhuo was just about to say it was too late when Duan Songming's chattering voice came over.

"Aunt said that A Ling has found someone she likes outside and wants to bring him back to meet her. Don't you think it will be a pure Shura scene at the airport? How pitiful our Si Er will be!"

Duan Songming's chattering voice came over in a burst, and the car was very quiet.

Zhou Rongzhuo parked the car on the side of the road, hung up Duan Songming's phone, and turned to look at Shen Si.

"Are you still going to pick someone up?"

When I turned around, I found that something was wrong with Shen Si. His face was as pale as paper and was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Shen Si felt as if his whole body was being pricked by needles, especially the fine and dense tingling in his head that was suffocating.

"Shen Si!"

Shen Si could not hear any sound from the outside world at all. Something was so fast in his mind that he could not react. Any attempt to think would be interrupted by the intense pain.

Until a sharp pain came and Shen Si fainted in the back seat. Zhou Rongzhuo pulled off his seat belt, quickly opened the back door and helped him up.

He called an ambulance and threw the car keys to Ji Yao.

"You go pick him up, I'll take him to the hospital."

Ji Yao nodded blankly. Zhou Rongzhuo sent a photo of Wen Ling to her mobile phone. The ambulance arrived quickly.

Ji Yao watched helplessly as Zhou Rongzhuo took Shen Si into the ambulance and left. Then she took a deep breath and drove Zhou Rongzhuo's car towards the airport.