Married first and then fell in love

Chen Yiting was wearing a hand-embroidered magnolia dress, her hair was well done, and her makeup was light. She looked gentle without losing her daughter's charm. She was led to her place by a waiter.

As soon as I entered the entrance of the rooftop restaurant, I saw the man in the innermost corner of the rooftop. He was wearing a black wrist watch. He put his hands on the table and carefully flipped through a document in his hand. The breeze blew Rubbing the man's hair, as if aware of someone staring at him, the man raised his eyes and looked over.

The man's eyes are darker than ordinary people's. Just this one look makes people look like they are drowning in the bottomless sea, wanting to struggle to escape, but wanting to see what it looks like inside.

When the man saw her coming, he put away his cold appearance, smiled slightly, opened the chair and walked over, led her to the seat instead of the waiter, opened the chair for her, gave her the menu and gently asked what she wanted to eat What.

Chen Yiting lowered her head and flipped through the menu. In fact, her heart was already running wild, and her mind was so noisy that she couldn't calm down.

When she came, her parents had told her that this was a blind date party, and it was proposed by this man. If it goes well, they will get engaged and spend their lives holding hands.

She was raised by her parents carefully. Which girl would not want her future partner to be handsome and handsome, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and only fall in love with herself. She never dreamed that such a good thing would happen to her, and it was Cheng Mu. Personally proposed.

Chen Yiting was looking down at the menu. Cheng Mu felt that today's date was very boring. He could tell that the woman was well-groomed. To him, appearance was not important, as long as he could see it, all he needed was a background A suitable, useful partner for him, and the person opposite is the person who best meets his conditions.

When Cheng Mu looked forward, he saw a person in the opposite corner looking at him with disgust. The one looking at him was not someone else, but the young master, Han Qi, who had just disliked him in the elevator and refused to ride with him.

Cheng Mu knew that the young master hated him, so he didn't care, anyway, he also didn't want to talk to this idiot.

hypocritical.

Han Qi muttered silently, then he didn't want to look at him, and ate the food in front of him. It was a beautiful day, no one was in charge and he could be free, who knew he would meet such an annoying person people.

Han Qi hates that man. That man's name is Cheng Mu. Anyone who knows Cheng Mu in City D will say that he is young and promising, capable of work, and treats people kindly. Bad deeds look.

As for this annoying man, her mother and his mother have been close friends for many years, not relatives but relatives, and Cheng Mu always used his mask to trick his mother into liking him. Every time he told his mother that Cheng Mu When bullying him, mother would think that he was playing the young master's temper.

This is what Han Qi heard his mother say the most since he was a child.

Look at your brother Cheng Mu.

Cheng Mu is always like a template to be compared, he is the unqualified one, but he has nothing to do with Cheng Mu.

Han Qi wanted to tie Cheng Mu to a rocket and ignite it to launch/shoot to the moon countless times. It would be best if he never came back.

"Young master, what's the matter, this steak has offended you, who is showing the gritted teeth?" Yang Zhengming wondered why Han Qi got angry just by raising his head.

"It's nothing, the steak doesn't taste good, it's overcooked, and I won't come again next time." Han Qi took a sip of the water in the thermos, and found an excuse to cover up.

He didn't want anyone to know that he and Cheng Mu knew each other, because in the end, everyone would think that Cheng Mu was very good, and he was very self-willed, so that in the end his friends all stood on Cheng Mu's side.

"It's not good. We'll change to another one next time. What's the point of being angry? When you go to school tomorrow, should you let the driver drive you, or should I take you along the way?" Yang Zhengming wiped his mouth with a napkin. They will start school tomorrow.

He and Han Qi are enrolled in a private university, which is entirely for the upper class. They have a higher starting point than ordinary people, and they have to learn more besides basic knowledge.

"Is there a horse riding lesson tomorrow?" Han Qi suddenly remembered something. The teacher asked each of them to take care of their own horses, but he seemed to have forgotten about it and left the horses to the people in the racecourse to take care of them.

"Yeah, what's the matter? You're not afraid of riding a horse, so what are you worried about?"

"But the teacher said that he would take care of the horses himself, but I had forgotten about it a long time ago. The teacher probably wouldn't know about it. With so many people, can he ask them one by one?" Han Qi was lucky.

Yang Zhengming gave him a sympathetic look, and said, "Didn't you listen carefully during the riding lessons? Everyone has a sketchpad in their stables, and they will have to sign and take pictures."

"It's over, it's over, if the teacher knows, I will definitely have to sweep the racecourse for a month." Han Qi didn't even think about eating, he had to use the last bit of time to make up for it, and he could make up as much as he could.

"You go now, what time is it, the racecourse has long been closed, how do you get in?" Yang Zhengming held him back.

"..." Han Qi looked at him pitifully, with pleading eyes in his eyes.

What Yang Zhengming couldn't stand the most was Han Qi's posture, with a clean and simple appearance, and begging you with blinking eyes, as if you had a bad conscience if you didn't agree.

"You...you are not an example." Yang Zhengming really lost to him.

"I knew it, Yang Zhengming, you are the best." The young master hurriedly hugged the thermos, grabbed Yang Zhengming and rushed to check out.

At the table in the farthest corner of the rooftop, Chen Yiting was talking about opera with Cheng Mu. She didn't expect that Cheng Mu also liked opera, which made her even more infatuated with the person in front of her and wanted to marry him.

She was immersed in this appointment, not noticing people coming and going or leaving, nor seeing the man opposite, she glanced in other directions.

Yang Zhengming took Han Qi home first to get the keys. His father also invested in the racecourse. For his education, Yang's father attached great importance to his education. Basically, as long as it was a course of study, Yang's father would have a hand in it.

As an investor, Father Yang has the keys to the racecourse. It is normal for Yang Zhengming to ask Han Qi to wait for him in the car. He sneaks into the yard first to see if his parents are in the living room. Dad must have worked overtime at the company and didn't come back, and my mother went to deliver dinner to Dad as well.

Yang Zhengming walked from the yard to the gate, entered the house with his fingerprints, and quickly ran to his father's study, looking for the keys to the racecourse in the drawer of the table. There were too many things in the drawer, and there were several keys. Yang Zhengming I don't know which one it is. They go to the racecourse during the day and there are people there, so where can I use the key.

At the end of the flip, Yang Zhengming simply held all the keys in his hand, anyway, there was always one that was right.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Han Qi watched a car slowly approaching in the distance. The name of the car seemed to belong to Yang Zhengming's family. Han Qi quickly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call him to inform him.

Before he could act, he saw Yang Zhengming coming out of the villa and was closing the door. When he turned around, he saw his car coming back. Yang Zhengming hurried over, opened the door to get into the car, stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

But in the world, you can recognize you even when you turn into ashes, except your lover is your parents.

"Yang Zhengming, you bastard, where are you going if you don't go home at night!" Uncle Yang poked his head out of the car window and roared angrily.

It's a pity that the car has already driven far away, and they can't hear it.

Yang Zhengming was driving the car, his heart fluttered, and the old man saw him, so he would inevitably go home for a meal of ideological education.

"Young master, I have suffered so badly, think about how to repay me."

"Oh, I see. Then what do you want in return?" Han Qi held a key in his hand, which was the one held by Yang Zhengming. Han Qi flipped through the keys one by one, guessing which one was the horse farm. key.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll let you know when I think about it."

"Understood, you drive faster, there is not enough time." Han Qi urged.

"Now you know that you are anxious, why didn't you listen carefully?"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk."

The two drove to the school's racecourse. The school they attended was on a beautiful mountainside, and the racecourse was not far from the foot of the mountain. It took them half an hour to drive to the gate of the racecourse.

There are security handles at the gate of the racecourse in turn, and the horses of the students inside are all expensive, and this place is far from the city center, so the security work is extremely strict.

"Young master, we have the key, but how do we get in? The gate is guarded, otherwise we should go back and forget it. At worst, I will clean it for you." Yang Zhengming saw the guard at the gate with an electric shock baton, Just like their style, if you go, you will give away your head.

"No, it's all here." Han Qi didn't want to sweep the stinky horse farm at all, he didn't want to hear it from others for the rest of his life.

Ah, Young Master Han, do you still remember that you forgot to take care of your horse and swept the horse farm for a month.

This will become an indelible stain on the history of his life!

"Or go around the racecourse, go to the other side, and climb over the fence to get in." Han Qi didn't give up, and Yang Zhengming could only bite the bullet and go together.

Han Qi thought about it. It took him more than an hour to ride a horse back and forth around the racecourse. Naturally, the speed of riding a horse was much faster.

But in order not to sweep the racecourse, Han Qi gritted his teeth and decided to rush forward. When he was about to drag his accomplice Yang Zhengming to the edge of the racecourse, Han Qi's cell phone rang.

Listen to mom, don't let her get hurt

I want to grow up quickly so that I can protect her

"God! Why did your mother call? Didn't you say that Secretary Zhang wouldn't tell your mother about your late return? You've done too badly."

Yang Zhengming wanted to slap him to death. At the foot of the dark mountain, the ringing of the mobile phone was extremely loud. The guards at the gate had noticed them, and two people came towards them.

"No, Secretary Zhang promised me. She kept her promise. It must be your father and my mother who sued."

"You put P, ​​you are in the car, my dad didn't see you at all, stop dawdling, run, do you want to be treated as a suspicious person and invited to drink tea!" Yang Zhengming pulled Han Qi and ran away.

While Han Qi was running, the bell in his pocket rang and stopped, and it rang again and again, vowing to ask the master to answer it.

After finally getting into the car, the two closed the door and drove away.

Han Qi took the co-pilot to catch his breath before taking out the phone from his pocket and answering it.

"Hey, Mom."

"Han Qi, no matter what you are doing, if you don't get home at 11 o'clock in the evening, you know the consequences."

"mom………"

Before Han Qi could say a second sentence, her mother hung up.

Mom is angry, and when she comes back from a business trip, he will definitely attend another ideological education class, and the task assigned by the teacher has not been completed, and it will take a month to sweep the racecourse.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Thinking of this, Han Qi felt like a little cabbage in the soil, pitiful.

The more I thought about it, the more wronged I became, and finally I burst into tears.

Yang Zhengming turned his head when he heard the sound, and what he saw was the young master, who looked like I saw You Lian being bullied and hated.

"No, your mother is going to beat you when she comes back?"

"It's going to be a month of sweeping the racecourse, woo woo woo." Han Qi took out a pack of tissues from his bag, wiped away his tears, and wiped them off more and more.

It was so pitiful that it seemed that he was about to be sold to the Philippines, where he was beaten, scolded and denied food.

"Oh, don't cry. What do you look like? You're crying like a bitch. What's the point of crying? At worst, I'll clean it up for you." Yang Zhengming hated seeing others cry the most, he was at a loss and didn't know how to coax them.

"Really?" Han Qi sobbed, looking at Yang Zhengming with tears in his eyes.

"Really, really." Yang Zhengming said impatiently, really, the pampered young master is troublesome, crying over little things, not manly at all.

After confirming that Yang Zhengming would help him sweep the racecourse, Han Qi nodded with tears in his eyes, saved the audio just now, wiped away his tears with a tissue and said, "Brother, I recorded it, you can't go back on it."

Yang Zhengming: "..."

Grass!

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