I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

"Is this the new Secretary Jun you just mentioned?" Xu Mo looked nonchalant.

Even though Ye Zhao noticed his abnormality, he couldn't say anything. "Yes, you saw it too. I'm careless and sloppy in my work."

From the perspective of the scumbag, Xu Mo didn't know that he was married to Jun Qing.

After all, he always thought that no one knew about his secret marriage with Jun Qing except his family.

Xu Mo remained silent, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.

When Jun Qing came back again, the coffee was replaced.

After signing the contract with Xu Mo, Ye Zhao stood up and extended his hand to him, "Mr. Xu, it's a pleasure to work with you."

As he moved, his sleeves moved up, revealing a transparent glass light.

As luck would have it, it caught Xu Mo's eyes.

Xu Mo narrowed his eyes and shook his hand. "It's a pleasure to work with you."

As soon as the two touched, Ye Zhao pulled his hand back, but was held even tighter.

Jun Qing, who was sorting the contracts nearby, paused, and the contract in his hand was wrinkled.

Ye Zhao knew nothing about this. His unhappy eyes fell on his right hand, which he couldn't pull out. "Boss Xu, what do you mean by this?"

Usually he wears his watch on his left hand, but today is an exception. Otherwise, how could Xu Mo notice that he was bullying the protagonist?

How to stand up for the protagonist and help him wake up.

"Your watch is well-made and has a novel design. Where did you buy it?" Xu Mo raised his hand and leaned forward, as if he was attracted by the watch.

The watch shines brightly and colorfully under the sunlight outside the window.

Such a watch, worn on Ye Zhao's flawless white wrist, was overshadowed and became a foil.

One has to admit that Ye Zhao has a good appearance, and every part of his body seems to be carefully carved by God.

However, this hand was clearly meant for Jun Qing, so how did it end up in his hands? Could it be...

Xu Mo's mouth corners turned down, and he looked unhappy.

"I got this watch in exchange for a worthless little thing." Ye Zhao pulled his hand back and stroked his wrist, which was covered with red marks, without paying much attention. "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

I'm coming!

finally come!

The original story is that when signing the contract, Xu Mo discovered that the watch he gave to Jun Qing was taken by Ye Zhao, and his little remaining good impression of Ye Zhao plummeted to freezing point.

Not only did Ye Zhao not notice it, he added fuel to the fire and threw the watch to him like trash.

While severely damaging Jun Qing's body and mind, it also angered Xu Mo, leading to...

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Jun Qing and Xu Mo's expressions changed.

The former's eyes flashed with broken light, while the latter's eyes were as deep as the abyss.

"Really?" Xu Mo's eyes passed over him and fell on Jun Qing, who was in a depressed mood.

Jun Qing clenched his teeth and kept reminding himself to stay calm.

You can't just be jealous and delay Zhao Zhao's work, Zhao Zhao will be unhappy.

But I really want to chop off the hand that touched Zhao Zhao.

Ye Zhao seemed unaware and nodded, "Of course."

He unbuttoned the watch with his right hand, which showed that he was serious.

"No need." Xu Mo held him down, stopping his movements. "Since it belongs to someone else, how can I take away their love?"

Wow, seriously?

It sounds like it's hinting at something in a roundabout way.

Ye Zhao naturally saw through his way of saying one thing but doing another, but did not say anything.

"Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a meal?" Xu Mo let go and changed the subject. "It's been a while since we've gotten together. Mr. Ye, you have to stay with me until I'm drunk."

Ye Zhao smiled heartily, "No problem."

Although I don’t understand how the topic jumped here, it doesn’t matter. What matters is to perform well next time.

As long as the task is completed, he is happy to see it happen.

At 6:30 pm, the Junhua Hotel in the city center only welcomes VIP guests.

In the luxuriously decorated box, cool air from the air conditioner continued to spread out, dispelling the heat.

The lucky bamboos placed on both sides of the door are lush and verdant, adding a touch of green to the cool environment.

Ye Zhao ordered a large table of dishes according to their taste and asked the waiter to open a bottle of 82 red wine.

The scarlet wine was poured into a transparent goblet. Ye Zhao picked up the red wine and the three of them clinked their glasses.

As the red wine sipped, Ye Zhao hadn't even started picking up any food when Jun Qing, who was sitting on his right, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for him.

"Mr. Ye, I heard that the chef here makes the best sweet and sour pork ribs. You usually love to eat this. Why don't you try it and see if it suits your taste?" After Jun Qing finished speaking, he put down the serving chopsticks in his hand, held up his chin and smiled at him.

Ye Zhao remembered that he was playing a scumbag, but not a lunatic who went berserk in public, so he tried it and said, "Not bad."

"Then this shrimp is also your favorite. Try it and see."

Jun Qing, who had put on disposable gloves at some point, put the peeled crayfish into the plate.

Ye Zhao was a little overwhelmed, "Jun Qing."

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Jun Qing stopped what he was doing, his innocent expression looking as pure as it could be.

"You two seem very close?"