There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

Yuan Senya outside the door was talking to Xie Wen.

"Would you like to have breakfast together?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Xie Wen would refuse, and added another sentence: "There are some things to deal with in the year, and there is no way to entertain us for the time being, so we can only support ourselves."

Yuan Senya smiled, and said that he was about to come up and pull Xiewen's arm.

Xie Wen wanted to refuse directly, but he turned a corner and said, "Sorry, I have a conference call with my assistant this morning, and I may not have time."

"oh, I see."

The smile on Yuan Senya's face disappeared immediately.

He looked at Xie Wen suspiciously, but didn't say anything else: "If Mr. Xie is not in a hurry, we can wait for you—"

After the voice fell, Yuan Senya's gaze suddenly became loose.

He stared at the depths of Xie Wen's room, his face became a little ugly.

Why did I seem to see a man haunting Xie Wen's room just now?

Yuan Senya was sure that he was a man, because the figure that flashed by was too tall and straight. If it was a woman, she would definitely not have such a figure.

I don't know if it's because of being in love for many years, even though it was just a fleeting glimpse just now, he was keenly aware and deduced that there was someone hiding in Xie Wen's room.

Fortunately, he thought that Xie Wen was some kind of high-altitude flower. On the surface, he looked noble and holy, but he didn't expect that he couldn't do without a man behind his back.

Yuan Senya speculated maliciously, only feeling an evil fire in his heart. He didn't know whether he was angry because of Xie Wen's ignorance, or because the duck that reached his mouth was eaten by others first.

That's fine, since everyone is a fun-loving person, he doesn't have to show mercy to Xie Wen.

"Mr. Yuan, I'm afraid I can't control the length of the meeting." Xie Wen's expression showed a trace of regret, "I won't disturb you and the other bosses for dinner."

"It's just a conference call. Since Mr. Xie can take time off for a vacation, he should have time to postpone the meeting." Yuan Senya's tone was slightly cooler, "Everyone is a man, so there is no need to dawdling over a meal, let alone Let everyone wait for you, Mr. Xie, are you right?"

Inside and outside the words, this is to make him have to go.

Xie Wen usually hates being judged by others, especially when it comes to itinerary arrangements.But the person in front of him is an oligarch who supplies musical instrument materials in Tangjia City. In order to avoid everyone's bad looks when they cooperate in the future, he can only give the other party a step down.

"Okay," said Xie Wen, "then ask Mr. Yuan to lead the way."

He looked calm and not angry, turned around and gently closed the door, and did not take off the room card before leaving.

This made Yuan Senya more certain that there were other men in his room.

The two took the elevator downstairs together and walked to the banquet hall in the lobby on the first floor. Except for a few starlets sitting in front of the round table sofa happily chatting and gossiping, there were not many people there.

Xie Wen's eyes scanned the banquet hall, thoughtful.

Yuan Senya greeted a few acquaintances, found a secluded corner and sat down, asked the waiter for the menu, and asked casually, "What would Mr. Xie want to eat?"

"Whatever you want," Xie Wen was also absent-minded, but didn't show it on his face, "I have no taboos, just follow Mr. Yuan's taste."

This sentence was extremely appropriate, and it calmed the dissatisfaction of Yuan Senya.

He added two glasses of low-alcohol wine, looked greedily at Xie Wen's face, and slowly approached him.

"The meeting was too hasty yesterday, and I haven't gotten to know Mr. Xie well yet," Yuan Senya leaned forward to the dining table, getting closer to the man across from him, "What do Mr. Xie usually like to do?"

"My hobbies are very boring." Xie Wen didn't want to use his brains with him, so he answered a few words casually, "In addition to attending concerts, I usually like to buy some violins."

"Mr. Xie is indeed a top-notch violinist in the industry. I didn't expect that even his hobbies are related to the violin," said Yuan Moriya. "It's a coincidence that I often go to various concerts. Maybe one of them Mr. Xie participated in the scene."

Xie Wen didn't believe a single word he said.

But out of courtesy, Xie Wen still agreed with a smile: "Mr. Yuan's hobbies are very elegant."

One sentence made Yuan Senya choke.

He felt a little embarrassed, but Xie Wen couldn't be blamed for this embarrassment. Something flashed through his mind, which made him think of a new topic of striking up a conversation.

"When it comes to buying violins, I know a friend who also likes to collect these things," Yuan Senya said, "The expensive violins at home can fill four or five rooms, but it still costs a lot of money Go buy a new one."

Xie Wen didn't take his words seriously, and while thinking about other things, he dealt with the man opposite him indiscriminately.

"You must know this person. You had dinner together last night."

Xie Wen went down the slope: "Who?"

"It's Mr. Jiang of the Jiang Group," Yuan Senya raised his eyebrows and smiled, "How is it? Unexpected."

Hearing this name, Xie Wen's expression froze for a moment.

"You mean Mr. Jiang?" That was really unexpected.

"That's him," Yuan Senya knocked on the table, "He likes to collect this kind of things, piano, harp, violin, accordion... he spends countless money on it every year, but Jiang always has money, so he doesn't care about it. "

His voice contained deep disdain and incomprehension.

Xie Wen was attracted by this gossip, he nodded with interest, and asked, "Will Mr. Jiang also use these instruments?"

"Of course he won't," Yuan Senya affirmed, "at best, he can buy some famous masterpieces to expand the appearance of the house."

Xie Wen showed his original expression.

Breakfast was served, but the atmosphere between the two of them was still not hot.

This was the first time that Yuan Senya tried to attack the prey with side effects, but the effect was not good.His patience seemed to be at its limit, and he decided to open the skylight with Xie Wen to speak frankly.

So he picked up the wine glass next to him and downed two sips of wine, then stretched out his hand to hold Xie Wen's wrist.

The latter was slightly startled, but his reaction was still light, but his eyes turned cold in an instant.

"Mr. Yuan," Xie Wen lowered his eyes and glanced at his hand, "What do you mean?"

"I heard that Mr. Xie plans to join the music education project recently, and invite partners to run a music school together?" Yuan Moriya slightly curled his lips, suggesting, "You should know that Tangjia City has the right to bulk purchase instrumental music materials in the original hands inside."

"so?"

Xie Wen raised his eyes and pursed his lips.

"How about we make a deal? After this purchase, you can make a lot of money at the cost of being my lover." Yuan Senya did not hide the lust in his eyes.

It can be regarded as saying this sentence.

Xie Wen glanced at him amusedly, and said: "This transaction is not equal, Mr. Yuan, your calculation is really good."

"Besides these benefits, what else do you want?" Yuan Senya raised his chin, "Money? Car? House? You can ask whatever you want, and I can satisfy you."

"But I have everything you said," Xie Wen said leisurely, "What else can you give me?"

Yuan Senya's hand climbed up Xie Wen's smooth and white forearm, stood up and leaned forward and asked, "Then what do you want?"

Such expressions and words made Xie Wen inexplicably think of Nian Yucheng on the wine table last night.

His other free hand was placed on the table, and his five fingers slowly tightened, thinking about whether this punch could send Yuan Senya to the hospital.

If he can't, he will be at a loss, and he may continue to fight with Yuan Senya.

This person really did what Xian Lu said, but he just wanted to trick him into being a sex buddy, so he really thought that the terms he offered were very attractive, right?To be honest, when two people stand together, Xie Wen is slightly taller than him. I really don't know where the confidence to say such words comes from.

Thinking of this, Xie Wen suddenly raised his eyes and smiled at Yuan Senya who was approaching.

This smile fascinated the man so much that his heart was in full bloom.

Xie Wen clenched his fist and raised it against his chin.

At this moment, a faint shadow suddenly cast over the heads of the two of them.

Someone walked up to the table and stood still, and said in a deep voice, "Both of you, are you planning to fight?"

Xie Wen immediately put away his fists, subconsciously returned to his usual elegant and easy-going appearance, and turned his head to look.

He heard Yuan Senya greet after sitting back in his seat: "Why is Mr. Jiang here, come here for breakfast?"

"Don't eat," Jiang Zhiye held a card in his long fingers and shook it under the light, "Someone forgot to take out the room card when they went out. Fortunately, I found out."

He gently placed the card in front of Xie Wen, and a dark color flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

"Xiao Xie, are you done eating?"

As soon as the word "Xiao Xie" came out, Yuan Senya's face cracked slightly.

What is Xiao Xie, why is it called Xiao Xie?

When did Jiang Zhiye and Xie Wen have such a good relationship?Wait, could it be that the two of them slept together last night?Did Yucheng send Xie Wen to Jiang Zhiye's bed that year, or did he send Jiang Zhiye to Xie Wen's bed?

Xie Wen picked up the card on the table, did not answer Jiang Zhiye's words, and kept the last bit of politeness: "I'm already full, Mr. Yuan, so I won't accompany you for now."

After all, he left without looking back.

Jiang Zhiye didn't follow up slowly until the elevator room opened slowly.

Xie Wen rarely turned his head to look at him: "Suddenly realized that you are a little different from them."

At least in terms of hobbies.

Jiang Zhiye didn't know what was going on in Xie Wen's mind, so he looked at him and didn't answer.

Throat itchy inexplicably.

no the same?What's the difference?

Jiang Zhiye stared at Xie Wen's side face, thinking that he and Yuan Senya were indeed exactly the same person.

The author has something to say:

I couldn't even keep TAT on the cover, so at the urging of the editor, I rushed to PS a copy.I hope that those uu who collected before don’t forget about it. The original name of this article is "Get Out".