My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

When Jiang Biegu sent Chen Ziqing away and returned to the house, Tolerance stood in the dining room, facing his own direction, drinking water, but his expression was in a daze, he didn't know what he was thinking, until Jiang Biegu was almost there. It was only when the sight was in front of his eyes that he slowly focused. When he saw Jiang Biegu for the first time, he suddenly coughed for some reason, coughing up all the water he drank in his mouth.

Jiang Biegu took out a tissue and wanted to come over, but was stopped by fault tolerance:

"It's okay, I'll clean it up myself, you are busy with yours."

Jiang Bie stopped in his tracks, looked at him, and thought that the kid might be frightened.

Even though he never took the initiative to confess his intentions to Fault Tolerance, Jiang Biegu didn't expect to bump into him without warning, but everything happened, and he couldn't turn the time back to a few minutes ago.

"Okay." Jiang Biegu didn't force him: "Then go back to your room and think about it. What do you want for dinner? I'll make it."

"No need." Tolerance said, "I'll do it."

Tolerance was very persistent, Jiang Biegu was silent for a few seconds and let him go, walked upstairs, didn't even go to the study room, leaving him the entire space on the first floor.

Jiang Biegu didn't take a break, and kept thinking about how to tell Rongrong about his sexuality. This is not a secret in itself, but in Jiang Biegu's eyes, Tolerance is a child, or a younger brother, regardless of their identities , Jiang Biegu couldn't tell him anything.

But he just bumped into each other just like that, and caught up with Tolerance and he was about to take the senior high school entrance examination. Although his grades don't need to worry, if it affects Jiang Biegu, he will feel that he has committed a serious crime.

Douya didn't know when it came up, jumped onto the sofa and lay down next to Jiang Biegu's legs, Jiang Biegu rubbed his feet against his ear, but he lifted his front paws and pressed it down, Jiang Biegu smiled, He thought to himself, let it be, it has come to this point, he actually has no other way.

When Jiang Biegu went downstairs, Tolerance was about to go upstairs, and when he saw him coming down, he touched his nose unnaturally:

"The meal is ready, it's time to eat."

"Okay." Jiang Biegu responded and walked down the stairs.

At the dinner table, it was very quiet.

Although two people usually don't talk much when eating, this kind of quietness is the kind of quietness that makes people restless and hairy. I'm used to seeing this kind of scene, but not for children, who are obviously awkward.

Jiang Biegu was a little worried that he would suffer from indigestion if he continued like this, so he opened his mouth to say something, but just as he put down his chopsticks and raised his head, Tolerance made a sound first, with obvious uncertainty:

"Well, I'm not sure, but when I came back, I saw you standing with that assistant Chen from the finance department. He is..."

Jiang Biegu didn't say a word, and looked at Torong, and when he continued to speak, he could know his attitude, but Jiang Biegu's indifferent attitude was completely different in Torong's eyes, he became even more I'm not sure, but I have asked all the questions, so don't say half of the words, so I still complete the words:

"Did you say that you like you?"

Before going downstairs, no, it should be said that Jiang Biegu was ready for a showdown with him before he opened his mouth. If the child can accept it, he will accept it. It's almost packed, and it's not impossible to let him move there.

But Jiang Biegu didn't expect Fault Tolerance to be so uncertain, and the uncertainty made Jiang Biegu feel that he could change the story with just a few words of fooling around.

So he changed his prepared remarks and said:

"No."

"I heard it." Tolerance was very serious: "Clearly."

"You didn't hear the second half of the sentence." Jiang Biegu leaned back in his chair, looking at Rong Fault calmly.

"The second half of the sentence?" Tolerance didn't quite understand: "He also said the second half of the sentence?"

"Say it." Jiang Biegu nodded: "You appeared so suddenly, he was startled, and he didn't finish his sentence. What he really wanted to say was...I like you...your dog."

Tolerance turned his head and glanced at the bean sprouts squatting at his feet waiting to be fed: "Bean sprouts?"

Although Jiang Biegu's remarks just now seemed to compare himself to a dog, but at this time he couldn't help but nod his head, so he responded:

"Well, what else? Like me?"

Tolerant immediately shook his head: "No, I just asked you because I was not sure. After all, I am a man. It's strange for a man to tell a man that he likes it. I also think I heard it wrong, but I also feel that my hearing is fine."

Jiang Biegu stared at Rong Fault for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly:

"Let's eat."

Tolerance has no intention of falling in love at all, and keeps a clear distance from girls, let alone the same-sex thing. He may not have this concept in his mind at all. It is normal not to understand, after all, he is still young.

Jiang Bie thought that this matter was over, and he didn't think about it any more. Chen Ziqing also made it clear that he refused simply and neatly, and there was no room for change. But after a few days passed, Chen Ziqing had also left the company. Inexplicably, rumors began to spread.

Jiang Biegu naturally couldn't hear it, but if he couldn't hear it, it didn't mean he didn't feel it. Walking through the office area, he could always feel everyone's eyes carefully lingering on him. This situation lasted for several days. Jiang Bie So he didn't care about it at first, and he didn't care that he became someone else's gossip after dinner, until he found out that after fault tolerance appeared in the company, this situation would be more serious.

This day, Jiang Biegu couldn't hold it back. After receiving the evasive stares of everyone in the office area again, he returned to the office and asked Ding Cheng behind him:

"What the hell are they preaching?"

Gossip and gossip are indispensable in any company. Jiang Biegu has always been very open-minded and never interfered with anything. The work itself is very boring, and it will not go away without any seasoning. As long as it is not excessive, it will not affect He is also willing to turn a blind eye to work.

But any gossip should dissipate with time, not like it does now.

Ding Cheng didn't look surprised, he seemed to have expected that Jiang Biegu would ask himself this question:

"Did Chen Ziqing look for you a few days ago?"

"Yes." Jiang Biegu nodded: "Didn't I still ask you to notify personnel? Isn't this matter over?"

Ding Cheng didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Biegu, Jiang Biegu understood, and asked, "Me and Xiao Chen?"

This question made Ding Cheng hesitate for a while, and finally he chose to tell the truth: "Actually, it's more than that. I haven't thought about how to tell you about this these few days. After all, it's a bit too outrageous."

Jiang Biegu didn't speak, and didn't ask any further questions. He watched Ding Cheng remain silent for a few seconds and then asked him:

"And me and fault tolerance?"

Ding Cheng was a little surprised that Jiang Biegu had even thought of this, and he didn't know how to speak about these outrageous things.

In fact, everything is not without a trace. Every time Rong Rong came here before, there would always be a few people who would love to tease him. Although Rong Rong ignored him, the relationship was considered harmonious, but the last few times Rong Rong came, it seemed that no one teased him anymore. Especially when he and Fault Tolerance appeared together, the probing eyes would be even more intense.

It's so unbelievable, Jiang Biegu doesn't even know why there are these rumors.

"What are you preaching?" Jiang Biegu sat on the office chair and looked at Ding Cheng.

Ding Cheng choked for a moment and didn't speak.

"It's not what you said, you just conveyed it." Jiang Biegu said calmly, "Say it."

Ding Cheng knew that Jiang Biegu must know, so he didn't hide it anymore, and said:

"The reason why you rejected Chen Ziqing is because you already have someone by your side. This person is a fault-tolerant person. You and him are brothers and sisters on the surface, but behind the scenes, they have a relationship of support. There is also the talk of a child bride... In short, it is unbearable."

Jiang Biegu frowned:

"How did this come out? Fault Tolerance is only 16 years old, still a minor."

"Don't be angry." Ding Cheng was afraid that he would get a headache again due to emotional ups and downs, and said, "I have inquired about it secretly, but I don't know much about it, but the rumors did come out after Xiao Chen resigned and left. I also went to the Finance Department to ask However, Xiao Chen didn't tell anyone about it, it seems like a story compiled by everyone in their free time."

Jiang Biegu leaned on the back of the chair and made no sound. Ding Cheng waited quietly for a while, then asked, "Do you want to deal with it?"

Jiang Biegu was thinking about something, but he didn't notice what Ding Cheng said, so he didn't reply. Ding Cheng didn't bother Jiang Biegu, but when he stepped forward to pour him a glass of water, Jiang Biegu suddenly called out ,explain:

"Tolerance is 16 years old, and my sexual orientation is well known. It's really not suitable to continue living with me. It's because I didn't think carefully."

Ding Cheng looked at Jiang Biegu:

"He's your brother."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "I know, but everyone knows that he and I have no blood relationship."

"You don't care about these things," Ding Cheng said.

What Ding Cheng said was true. After all, the topics about Jiang Biegu for so many years were unimaginable. Every year, there would be a few of the real ones. He didn't care, and he didn't even give him a look.

"Of course I don't care." Jiang Biegu said, "But fault tolerance is still young, and he can't be burdened with these at such a young age."

"Then you want to..."

"I haven't thought about it, let's talk about it later." Jiang Biegu said: "The high school entrance examination is coming soon, don't let the children be distracted at this time."

Ding Cheng nodded, and didn't ask how to deal with the rumors in the company, because after thinking about it, he knew that it couldn't be dealt with. He managed their commute to and from work and their performance appraisal, but he couldn't control what he was talking about. .

No matter how Jiang Biegu explained, no matter whether they would stop rumors based on some kind of pressure, they would still believe what they wanted to believe. Compare the meaning, because even if you do this, it may be said that you are trying to cover up.

So there is no way to deal with this matter, but to let it go.

That night, Jiang Biegu got off work early for a while, and asked Ding Cheng to drive to school to pick up Tolerance. Tolerance was surprised that Jiang Biegu would leave work so early, so he got in the car and asked Jiang Biegu:

"Are you going on a business trip again?"

"No business trip." Jiang Biegu said, "The senior high school entrance examination is just a few days away. Don't run to the company during this time. I'll get off work early to pick you up."

"No need." Tolerance said, "You don't have to worry about my high school entrance examination."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "Forgive me, I may only worry about your senior high school entrance examination in my life, this rare experience, just treat it as me."

Fault Tolerance felt a little strange when he heard the words, what do you mean you can only worry about your own high school entrance examination?Although Jiang Biegu is not in a relationship now, he will definitely fall in love and get married in the future, and have a child of his own. Doesn't the child go to school?

Fault Tolerance wanted to ask, but when I asked him when he was dating, Jiang Biegu's obvious reluctance to talk made Fault Tolerance obediently shut up, and Jiang Biegu wanted to meet him before the high school entrance examination. I also chose the default on this point.

There is nothing wrong with it, anything is fine, if Jiang Biegu wants to experience it, then he should do it.

On Sunday one week before the senior high school entrance examination, Jiang Biegu and Rong Cuo were both at home. When they were preparing to cook in the evening, they found that there were no ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Go out and eat."

Tolerant thought that they had not gone out to eat for a long time, so he nodded and agreed.

The dining place is a star-rated hotel. Fault Tolerance has been here many times in the past few years. He no longer looks cramped. He ordered appetizers and main dishes neatly, and asked Jiang Biejie:

"Need dessert?"

Jiang Biegu shook his head: "No need."

Fault-tolerant, he returned the menu to the waiter: "Thank you, that's all."

After the waiter left, he realized that Jiang Biegu had been looking at him all the time, so he said in doubt:

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Biegu smiled: "I always feel that time passes so fast that I don't even realize it. You seem to have grown up."

Tolerance also smiled: "No matter how I grow up, I am still your brother, and you are my brother."

Jiang Biegu didn't deny it, just smiled:

"What are your plans after the high school entrance examination? Is there any place you want to go? You can go and have fun."

Tolerance shook his head: "Forget it, I'll cook for you at home, besides, I still have a league game in September, so read a book at home and prepare."

Tolerance is a very planned person, he must have thought about it a long time ago, Jiang Biegu didn't say anything, but when the appetizers came, he suddenly wanted to tease him:

"I may have a short vacation in July. I should go out for a walk. You can rest at home."

Tolerance put down the tableware, looked up at Jiang Biegu, and smiled:

"No, I'll follow you."

"You still have to cook at home."

"Who will I make it for if you don't want to eat it?" Rong Cuo said, "Two packs of instant noodles are enough for me."

"You still have the league in September."

"I can't possibly have a problem."

Jiang Bie smiled and stopped teasing him: "Just kidding, there may not be a holiday, I just want you to go out for a walk."

"Let's talk about it." Fault tolerance also knew that Jiang Bie was too busy to really have a vacation, so he didn't take it seriously: "You often go on business trips, so when you pick me up when you go on business trips, I will treat it as a walk. "

It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying this, so they stopped talking, and the two of them ate quietly. When the appetizers were removed, the door of the private room was opened, and the two who just passed by outside the private room saw Jiang Biegu, Out of courtesy, I came in and said hello:

"Mr. Jiang also eats here?"

The visitors were a couple, in their early forties, and they had some business contacts with Jiang Biegu. Although they were not many, they were considered acquainted. Jiang Biegu stood up and shook hands with the other party politely:

"Mr. Tan, Mrs. Tan, what a coincidence."

"Yes, today is my son's birthday, the two of us went out to have a meal." Tan Qiming said.

Jiang Biegu didn't know how to answer this sentence, but fortunately, Mrs. Tan got out of the way, but her eyes fell on Rong Fault who hadn't got up, and there was even a little surprise in her eyes:

"Boss Jiang, this is..."

Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance, who got up after receiving Jiang Biegu's eye signal, and Jiang Biegu introduced him with a smile:

"This is my brother, forgive me, if you have time today, take him out for a meal."

"I've never heard that Mr. Jiang has a younger brother."

"Not his own." Jiang Biegu said, "I met by chance a few years ago."

After Jiang Biegu said this, he didn't get any response. Their eyes fell on Fault Tolerance and they didn't take it back. I don't know if Jiang Biegu was thinking too much. Examine the surprise.

Although fault tolerance is no longer cramped these years, it is only limited to being in front of Jiang Biegu. Sometimes he and Ding Cheng may not be able to let it go. He doesn't like socializing in the first place. Unhappy, but Jiang Biegu was there, and they were friends of Jiang Biegu, so they didn't show any dissatisfaction.

Jiang Biegu naturally saw the embarrassment of the fault tolerance, and made a sound:

"Mr. Tan, do you want to stay and have dinner together?"

Tan Qiming just came back to his senses, glanced at his wife who was still in a daze, and smiled apologetically:

"No, I'm sorry for wasting Mr. Jiang's time. We have already booked a private room next door, so we won't bother you any more."

After speaking, he held Mrs. Tan's hand and pulled her wandering thoughts back.

Tan Qiming is okay, but his wife Jiang Di's eyes are reluctant to leave until he leaves, and he is tolerant of mistakes.

The waiter served the food, then withdrew, and there were two people left in the private room. Perhaps the presence of the people affected Tolerance's mood, and Tolerance's words were less. Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance:

"Not happy?"

Tolerance raised his eyes to look at Jiang Biegu, and shook his head:

"No, it's the way they look at me that makes me feel uncomfortable."

"About a year ago, their two sons passed away due to an accident. They should be about the same age as you. They would have such a reaction. They probably thought of their own sons. Don't mind."

Tolerance didn't expect such a story, no wonder they said they were celebrating their son's birthday just now, but they only saw the two of them, so it was like this.

"Then I understand." Tolerance said.

-

The meeting with Tan Qiming and his wife, Jiang Biegu, didn't take it to heart at all. He almost forgot about it when he left after dinner. The two of them will come to the company to find themselves.

Ding Cheng said that when Tan Qiming came over, Jiang Biegu was about to leave work early, and the high school entrance examination was due tomorrow. Even though he didn't need to worry about making mistakes, he still wanted to go back early:

"Tan Qiming?"

Jiang Biegu was a little surprised that he would come to him.

"Yes." Ding Cheng said, "And his wife is also here."

A very inexplicable feeling made Jiang Biegu subconsciously think of the scene that he encountered in the hotel that day, but he couldn't tell what was wrong now, but he couldn't see people when they came. Jiang Biegu looked at the time and felt that it was too early. agreed:

"Let them in."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Ding Cheng brought them into the office. Jiang Biegu stood up to greet them, shook hands with each of them, and asked them to sit down on the sofa in the reception area:

"Boss Tan is sending me business?"

"I don't dare. I still hope that President Jiang will remember me. When will he give me a chance to invest and make a fortune?"

Jiang Biegu smiled: "When there is a good project next time, I will definitely notify Mr. Tan."

After exchanging pleasantries, Tan Qiming and Jiang Di kept silent. Jiang Biegu didn't have much time to continue talking, so he spoke directly:

"The two of you came to see me today, shouldn't you simply catch up on the old days? If you have anything to say, you can just tell me. I may have to leave early today, and my child will have an exam tomorrow."

"Did you take the high school entrance examination?" Jiang Di said: "If my son is still there, I should send him to the examination room tomorrow."

When Jiang Biegu was in the hotel before, he didn't know how to answer this question, and now he still doesn't know, he looked at Tan Qiming, Tan Qiming took another look at Jiang Di, and finally said the purpose of this in the future:

"Mr. Jiang, we came here today to ask for your help."

Having been in the mall for so many years, Jiang Biegu naturally knew that there is no reason to agree with everything, and when he saw Tan Qiming's words, he just said indifferently:

"Mr. Tan should let me know what's going on first."

"We..." Tan Qiming held Jiang Di's hand: "We want to be tolerant and live with the two of us."

When Tan Qiming said this, Ding Cheng brought tea from the outside and put it down on the low table in the middle. He froze for a moment when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Biegu.

But Jiang Biegu didn't change at all, he was still in the comfortable posture of crossing his legs and leaning against the back of the sofa chair, without even blinking his eyes. For a moment, Ding Cheng even felt that he didn't see Tan Qiming's words. will be so calm.

But Ding Cheng knew that Jiang Biegu must have seen Tan Qiming's words, but he remained silent all the time.

Tan Qiming also thought that Jiang Biegu didn't see what he said, and when he wanted to say it again, Jiang Biegu made a sound, and his tone didn't change, but perhaps only Ding Cheng felt that Jiang Biegu was already upset. Even angry, he said:

"I didn't see Mr. Tan's words clearly. Mr. Tan say it again?"

With the first opening, the second time will be much faster. This time, Tan Qiming spoke without any hesitation:

"I want fault tolerance to live with us."

As soon as Tan Qiming's voice fell, Jiang Biegu chuckled lightly, trying to maintain a polite face, but his tone was cold enough for anyone to notice:

"What joke is Mr. Tan playing? Did you drink a lot at noon?"

"Mr. Jiang, I know I'm a little rash for you to say these words, but..."

"More than that." Jiang Biegu interrupted Tan Qiming: "It's not just recklessness, in my opinion, it's no different from pointing at my nose and scolding me."

Jiang Bie didn't give Tan Qiming a chance to speak, so he got up from the sofa:

"Although Tolerance is not my own younger brother, I have always regarded him as my family in the past three years, and he will be my family in the future. Mr. Tan has seen anyone who sent his family as a commodity? Maybe, but I can't do it, I promised to tolerate mistakes, and I won't drive him away from the moment he enters my house, leaving him behind, I can't break my promise."

Jiang Di heard the words and wanted to speak, but Jiang Biegu raised his hand to stop him:

"I have to go back and cook for fault tolerance, please go back, both of you."

"Ding Cheng." Jiang Biegu looked at Ding Cheng: "Seeing off the guests."

After speaking, he walked to the desk without looking at them again. Ding Cheng has been by Jiang Biegu's side for many years, and Ding Cheng knows better than anyone what his every move represents. He knew that Jiang Biegu was obviously angry this time, so he immediately Implemented Jiang Biegu's request:

"Mr. Tan, Mrs. Tan, please go back. This matter is with Mr. Jiang, and there is no need to discuss it."

Ding Cheng saw off the guests politely, but he didn't want Jiang Di to ignore his words at all, and walked directly towards Jiang Biegu. When Ding Cheng wanted to stop him, it was too late, she was already standing in front of Jiang Biegu:

"Mr. Jiang, I know our request is incredible, but please give us a few minutes to listen to our thoughts, okay?"

"Mrs. Tan." Jiang Biegu said, "I have made my words very clear. Whatever you say, I will say the same thing."

"Then those rumors outside, can President Jiang not care at all?"

Ding Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately wanted to ask Mrs. Tan to leave again, but he didn't want Jiang Bie to stop him:

"How is it rumored outside? I am also curious, wondering what the outside world will say about me... and a child who is only 16 years old."

No matter how dull Jiang Di was, she could still see Jiang Biegu's anger. She glanced at Tan Qiming, and Tan Qiming shook his head slightly at her, but Jiang Di didn't want to give up, just when she wanted to put all her eggs in one basket and said so However, Jiang Biegu had already withdrawn his gaze and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Ding Cheng, see off the guest." Jiang Biegu chased away the guest for the second time, his tone could not conceal his impatience.

Ding Cheng looked away from Jiang Biegu's back and looked at the two:

"Please go back, both of you. You don't need to talk about what you want today, nor in the future. Mr. Jiang will not change his mind."

If Jiang Biegu was a healthy person, Jiang Di would definitely say that directly, anyway, he could hear it whether he wanted to, but Jiang Biegu couldn't hear it, he could only rely on the shape of his lips to tell what the other person said, shutting it down You can turn off all sounds by closing your eyes.

So what Jiang Di said today is useless, no one can force Jiang Biegu.

"Please." Ding Cheng said again.

Tan Qiming walked to Jiang Di's side and held her by the shoulder: "Let's go, let's find a chance another day."

The two left anyway. Ding Cheng sent them to the elevator door and pressed the elevator for them. Before entering the elevator, Jiang Di paused and looked back at Ding Cheng:

"Tezhu Ding, is there really no chance for this matter?"

Ding Cheng looked at her for a few seconds and said, "Mrs. Tan, walk slowly."

After sending the two away, Ding Cheng returned to Jiang Biegu's office. He had already moved away from the floor-to-ceiling window. He was sitting on the chair in front of the desk and pinching the space between his eyebrows with his hands. He was suffering from a headache again.

Ding Cheng poured a glass of water for Jiang Biegu, and placed it in front of him around the desk. The change of light made Jiang Biegu open his eyes, and glanced at Ding Cheng:

"gone?"

"Let's go." Ding Cheng said, "How long has it been since you had a headache, do you want to take a painkiller?"

"No need." Jiang Biegu sighed, and chuckled a few seconds later: "I really didn't expect them to say such a thing, and I couldn't help getting angry."

Ding Cheng wanted to say something else, but Jiang Biegu looked down at his watch:

"It's getting late, let's go home."

-

Tolerance has an exam tomorrow. Originally, Jiang Biegu wanted to go home early to cook a meal for the children, but because of Tan Qiming and Jiang Di's affairs, the time was delayed. When he left the company, he encountered a rush hour. , Tolerance has prepared meals.

Jiang Biegu glanced at the location of the restaurant: "So diligent?"

After speaking, he looked at Ding Cheng behind him, and asked in a low voice, "Is my complexion alright?"

Ding Cheng looked at it: "It's hard to see."

Jiang Biegu was a little relieved, and walked over, but he stood in front of the dining table and looked at the dishes, just about to praise Tolerance, but he didn't want Tolerance to frown first:

"What's wrong with you? Not feeling well?"

Jiang Biegu looked at Ding Cheng, and Ding Cheng smiled, looking at Rong Fault:

"Are you a little too sensitive? I don't see anything wrong with Mr. Jiang?"

Fault Tolerance ignored Ding Cheng, and went directly to the living room to dig out the medicine box to measure Jiang Biegu's body temperature. He was relieved when he saw 36.6 on the temperature gun:

"You don't look very well."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "Maybe it's too hot outside."

It's late June, and the weather is indeed getting hotter, and Tolerance didn't doubt anything: "Then I'll make you a bowl of mung bean soup later."

"No need." Jiang Biegu smiled, "I'll go wash my hands."

Jiang Biegu was fine here, so Ding Cheng naturally wanted to leave. When changing shoes at the entrance, Jiang Biegu came out of the bathroom to remind him:

"Come here early tomorrow."

"Understood." Ding Cheng responded with a smile, but still looked at Jiang Biegu worriedly. Jiang Biegu waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and turned back to the restaurant.

Tolerance set the table and chopsticks, and Jiang Bie said thank you:

"I was planning to come back early and I'll cook for you, but something delayed me."

"You are busy with your work." Tolerance said: "It's just a high school entrance examination, I don't pay attention to it."

"A little crazy." Jiang Biegu smiled: "But you have the capital to be crazy."

Tolerance hooked the corners of his lips, said nothing, and bowed his head to eat.

In fact, Jiang Biegu didn't have any appetite at all. He had a severe headache and even had a faint feeling of nausea. Even though the food in front of him was cooked according to his own taste, he still couldn't eat it.

It's just that if I can't eat it, I'm afraid I'm wrong and I have to worry that I'm really uncomfortable.

With a child's dog-like nose, you can smell anything wrong, Jiang Biegu didn't want to affect Tolerance's exam tomorrow, so he could only force himself to eat it.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it." Tolerance looked up at Jiang Biegu: "It's so hot outside, your complexion is not good, and your appetite must not be good, don't force yourself because of tomorrow's exam, I just need to make sure you are okay , nothing else matters, eat when you are hungry."

Jiang Biegu saw Tolerance's words and smiled slowly, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at him:

"Child, has anyone told you that you are really a very good child?"

"Yes." Looking at Jiang Biegu, Tolerance said seriously, "Jiang Biegu said it."

Although Jiang Biegu didn't eat anything, he still had dinner with Rong Quo. After dinner, Rong Quo wanted to clean up but was snatched by Jiang Biegu:

"There is an exam tomorrow, go back to your room and read the books."

Tolerance didn't continue to argue with him. If the meal wasn't cooked and the dishes were not washed, he would probably feel a little negligent, so Tolerance smiled and went back to the room.

Jiang Biegu didn't fall asleep much that night, lying on the bed, thinking about Tan Qiming and Jiang Di's words, and the office rumors that Ding Cheng had conveyed to him about himself and Fault Tolerance.

He didn't know how things got to this point, but what was powerless was that he couldn't control it.

I had a headache all night, I didn't go to bed until dawn, I got up again after not sleeping for a long time, today is the high school entrance examination, I can't let fault tolerance make breakfast.

When Rong Fau heard the voice coming out of the room, Jiang Biegu was already making breakfast in the kitchen. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Fault Rong coming over, and wanted to say hello, but when he turned around, he saw Fault Fault's naked upper body:

"No clothes?"

Tolerance looked down at his upper body: "Forgot."

Tolerant, who forgot, didn't intend to go back and put on the clothes, so he just walked over, but Jiang Biegu stopped him: "Go back to the room and put on the clothes."

"I'll wear it later." Tolerance still came over: "What are you doing up so early? I can eat near the school."

Tolerance stood next to Jiang Biegu and watched him make breakfast, but Jiang Biegu beat him when he wanted to help:

"Don't make a fuss, go back and get dressed and wash up, and check your exam certificates by the way."

Fault tolerance laughed when he heard the words: "Why are you more nervous than me?"

Jiang Biegu didn't bother to say anything to him, so he chased him away: "Go quickly."

After urging himself so much, Fault Tolerance was too embarrassed to hold on, so he went back to the room, and when everything was packed and came out, Jiang Biegu had already made breakfast and was sitting at the dining table. Ding Cheng also came, look Tolerance, smiled:

"It's all packed? Are you nervous?"

"Not so much Brother Ding Cheng." Tolerance smiled.

"Come and eat, I'll take you to the exam after dinner." Jiang Biegu glanced at his watch.

Tolerance threw his backpack on the sofa and sat down, looking at Jiang Biegu: "You don't want to wait at the school gate until I finish the exam before picking me up for dinner, right?"

"That's not true." Jiang Biegu said, "I have a meeting in the morning, let Ding Cheng wait for you."

"Don't." Tolerance took a sip of milk: "I'm already 16, it won't be too late for you to pay more attention to me when I take the college entrance examination."

Jiang Biegu didn't say anything, just urged him to eat quickly.

After dinner, Ding Cheng drove Tolerance to school. His examination room was still in his own school, which was more convenient, but not too convenient. Although the high school entrance examination was not as important as the college entrance examination, the school gate was still full of cars, and even with the traffic police’s instructions, it was still difficult to move. .

Fault-tolerant and got out of the car directly:

"Okay, for the matter of a few steps, I can just walk over, you guys go quickly."

After saying that, he slammed the car door and left without giving Jiang Biegu a chance to react. Jiang Biegu wasn't worried at all, his fault-tolerant performance and state were visible to the naked eye, and he didn't need to be supernormal, as long as he performed normally.

But when Jiang Biegu asked Ding Cheng to send him to the company first, the moment he turned his head, he saw Tolerance's test admission ticket on the car seat, which should have slipped out of his pocket, Jiang Biegu sighed helplessly. In one breath, he said to Ding Cheng:

"I'll take the kids there, you can find a place to park."

Ding Cheng glanced at the time and nodded in time.

Rong Fault walked quickly, but Jiang Biegu was not slow, and stopped him at the school gate. Rong Fault was talking to Mr. Sun who was waiting for the students at the school gate. He was a little surprised by his appearance, until he saw Jiang Biegu's hand. The admit card just laughed:

"How did it fall?"

Jiang Bie did not say that he was careless, smiled, unzipped his backpack and put it in: "Don't lose it again."

"No more." Rong fault smiled: "Then I'll go in, brother."

"Go."

Tolerance said goodbye to Mr. Sun before stepping into the school.

I met Mr. Sun during the fault-tolerant fight, and Jiang Biegu said hello. He didn't intend to greet him at first, but Mr. Sun unexpectedly said to Jiang Biegu:

"Mr. Jiang, I don't know if you have time. I want to talk to you."

Jiang Bie looked at her unexpectedly, and then took another look at Tolerance who had walked into the school gate and was turning around to wave to him. When he and his classmates disappeared from sight, Jiang Bie asked Teacher Sun:

"Tolerance?"

"Yes." Teacher Sun said, "Recently there have been a lot of rumors about Fault Tolerance in the school. I don't want to affect Fault Tolerance as the senior high school entrance examination is coming soon, so I haven't looked for you, but now if I have time, I would like to talk to you."

Jiang Biegu was silent for a few seconds: "Okay, I'll send a message to talk to the people in the company."

There were no good places to chat near the school, and even if there were, they were probably parents, and it was not convenient to talk, but fortunately, Teacher Sun didn't need to invigilate the exam in the morning, so he went to the office with Jiang Biegu.

This is the second time Jiang Biegu has come here, and this time he felt a little more nervous than the first time. He couldn't say why, but it happened.

Teacher Sun took a glass of water for Jiang Biegu with a disposable cup, and asked him to sit on the chair opposite him:

"I'm really sorry for delaying your work."

"It's okay." Jiang Biegu said, "There is nothing more important than the child's affairs."

I don't know why, after Jiang Biegu's words, Teacher Sun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Bie