overdue lover

Pei Yang didn't wear a suit and leather shoes as usual. He was dressed in a dark blue sweater, black long down jacket and jeans, making him look extraordinarily young.

He didn't comb his hair back, his hair looked very smooth, and his eyes behind the glasses were shining brightly, and it was not at all obvious that he had just experienced a hangover.

Turning around and seeing Ji Qinglin, Pei Yang took the lead in saying hello and went to meet him.

"President Pei." Out of politeness, Ji Qinglin nodded slightly, and after holding hands briefly, asked, "President Pei himself, what's the matter?"

Pei Yang stared into Ji Qinglin's eyes, and cut straight to the point, "Let's talk about private matters."

Ji Qinglin probably guessed what he was looking for, so he nodded and gestured.

He first took Pei Yang to the lounge next to the office, and asked Pei Yang to wait for a while before going to have a small meeting by himself.

After walking out of the lounge, Ji Qinglin called his assistant and ordered her to serve President Pei tea.

After preparing the documents to speak, Ji Qinglin met the little assistant who was carrying tea on the way to the meeting room.

He suddenly remembered something and stopped the assistant, "Sorry, I forgot to say, please send the tea to the meeting room, what Mr. Pei needs is coffee."

The little assistant nodded, and went to the meeting room with Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin didn't know why he still remembered the fact that Pei Yang was not used to drinking tea, he thought it was probably because it was the first time Gu Yinmo spoke for others in front of him, and it was because of jealousy.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed jealous of Pei Yang.

When Ji Qinglin rushed to the conference room, the project team of a certain luxury item had already arrived. As the main photographer, it was impolite for him to be late, so he took the opportunity to borrow the pot of tea as a gift to the Buddha, subtly alleviating the other party's dissatisfaction.

The set of promotional pictures for the Christmas theme has been confirmed, but this brand intends to enter the national style market, and has also proposed a new plan for New Year's Day, and now needs to release a new set of promotional pictures before New Year's Day.

Ji Qinglin looked through his schedule and found that he was in a hurry, but the brand showed trust, and Ji Qinglin couldn't refuse.

In the end, Ji Qinglin asked the brand for a proposal and asked him to give him a day to think about it.

There are not many high-quality studios that take on urgent work, so the brand agreed to Ji Qinglin's request.

The meeting was quickly concluded, and Ji Qinglin rushed to the lounge again. When he opened the door and entered, Pei Yang was standing by the window talking on the phone, and the coffee on the table hadn't moved at all.

Ji Qinglin quietly waited for Pei Yang to finish his phone call before approaching.

"Sit." Pei Yang sat in the middle of the sofa with his legs crossed, and casually pointed to the single sofa next to Ji Qinglin, as if he was the owner of the company.

Ji Qinglin sat down, straightened his back, and tried his best to make himself less restrained while sitting on the small sofa.

Pei Yang glanced at him expressionlessly, "I won't go around the bush, just say, how far are you and Gu Yinmo?"

Ji Qinglin's face turned pale in an instant, as if he was caught cheating on someone and being caught by his wife.

But he didn't do anything, he had a clear conscience.

— except for that peach-flavored kiss.

Ji Qinglin subconsciously blurted out: "I have nothing to do with him anymore, we broke up a long time ago."

In return for Ji Qinglin's clarification, Pei Yang sneered.

Pei Yang raised his chin and looked at Ji Qinglin contemptuously, "It doesn't matter? Does it matter that he will call your name when he is drunk?"

Gu Yinmo called his name?

Ji Qinglin's heart trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to think too much.

He didn't want to be self-indulgent anymore.

"He hates me more than he likes me, Mr. Pei should be able to tell," Ji Qinglin bit his lower lip, and said with difficulty, "Actually, Mr. Pei should ask Mr. Gu directly about this matter. If you don't believe me, I say You'll think I'm lying about everything."

Ji Qinglin thought that if he was Pei Yang, he would be mad when he encountered such a thing.

What's more, the person being questioned is not innocent.

Being told his thoughts, Pei Yang snorted coldly, "Mr. Ji, what didn't belong to you many years ago still doesn't belong to you now, so you can do it yourself."

Ji Qinglin clenched his fists and put his hands on his knees tightly, as if a heavy stone had been thrown in his heart.

"Yin Mo and I plan to get married abroad next year and settle down," Pei Yang glanced at Ji Qinglin, "You should know about it."

"Although I am against it, Yin Mo said that your photography skills are very good, and I want to invite you to take our wedding photos. I couldn't persuade him, so I agreed. I hope this decision is not to lead the wolf into the house."

Ji Qinglin couldn't listen anymore, and opened his mouth to refute, "He and I are just..."

The words didn't come out, they were stuck in the throat.

What is it with Gu Yinmo?

If you say you are friends with your ex-boyfriend, who will believe it?

Ji Qinglin took a deep breath and spoke again, "I also hope that you can be happy."

Pei Yang hit the cotton with his fist, but he didn't get the panic he imagined, so he smiled mockingly, "Ji Qinglin, has no one ever told you that you are cowardly?"

The inferiority complex went deep into Ji Qinglin's bones.

When I was young, I was ignored by my parents who were very busy with work. When I was in school, I couldn’t successfully integrate into the group of classmates and was excluded. In the end, I accepted my mediocrity and weakness, and tried my best to get to this level.

Ji Qinglin seemed to be used to this kind of life.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Pei Yang quietly.

Ji Qinglin's humbleness and obedience made Pei Yang seem to be making trouble for no reason, which made Pei Yang feel very humiliated, and finally he slammed the door and left.

Ji Qinglin sat alone in the lounge for a long time, until the assistant opened the door and came in, interrupting him.

"Sorry boss, I thought there was no one left, so I planned to turn off the lights..."

Seeing the girl blushing and constantly bending over to apologize, Ji Qinglin raised his hand and pressed her shoulder, "Don't apologize, don't bow your head."

The girl's eyes were wide open, her face full of disbelief.

"Go and get busy." Ji Qinglin realized his gaffe, let go of her, squeezed the space between his brows and left.

During lunch, Ji Qinglin received a call from his father.

"I didn't have class yesterday afternoon, so I went to your house. I was going to bring you some pickles pickled by your mother. If you're not at home, forget it."

Ji Qinglin clamped the phone between his ear and his right shoulder, and hummed perfunctorily.

I heard my father continue to say, "You didn't reply to your mother's message. She was very worried and couldn't bear to call you. Do you have time on New Year's Day? Go home and have a meal with your mother."

Hearing this, Ji Qinglin frowned, "The school will hold a seminar on New Year's Day?"

Ji Fengyou paused, with a helpless tone, "Yeah, the school leaders like to do this, and there's nothing I can do about it."

City No. [-] Middle School holds a seminar for teachers every New Year's Day. As the backbone of the school, Ji Fengyou participated actively.

Ji Qinglin vaguely sensed something abnormal, but he had no evidence.

"Your mother has been working in the nursing home. It's very hard every day. It's New Year's Day, so I'll go home to accompany her, huh?"

Ji Qinglin sighed, picked up the phone and listened to the other ear, "Dad, it's not that I don't want to go back, I'm really busy with work."

There was a moment of silence on Ji Fengyou's side, and then he also compromised, "If you really can't come back, then go and see your mother in advance."

"Okay, I'll take time to see her." Ji Qinglin hung up the phone without further words.

Thinking of the work in the next few days and the wasted vacation, he put aside the strangeness he noticed and concentrated on eating.

【Speak】

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