Little Ancestor's Rebirth and Husband Story

Everyone originally planned not to order so much food when they came to eat, because Yan Congwen couldn’t afford it. Now that Yan Congwen knows the boss of Heaven and Earth, everyone wants to eat in any restaurant without being polite, and even ordered a few bottles, which are very expensive. He said that he wanted to see the difference between expensive wine and ordinary wine.

Yan Congwen has not been very happy these days. When school started, he saw this group of roommates who hadn’t contacted him after graduation. He felt the same feeling as before. Yan Congwen was very happy. When people are happy, they inevitably Drink a few more sips, but Yan Congwen drinks well, so he won't get drunk.

"No, why is Lao Wen drinking so well now?" Da Zhuang waved his hand in front of Yan Congwen in disbelief.

Yan Congwen was stunned for a moment, and then secretly thought that it was terrible, his drinking capacity was improved after graduation, "Four Eyes, hey, I'm fine with drinking!"

Da Zhuang: "..."

"It seems that it's not that he's not drunk, it's that he doesn't look good. I'm so handsome and even recognized you as me, which shows how drunk he is." Four eyes were very unhappy and he glared at Yan Congwen, "Look clearly, it's me Four eyes."

"Xiaomei! Why did your hair get shorter? Hahaha, you are so beautiful and ugly with short hair!" After Yan Congwen finished speaking, he picked up another glass of wine and wanted to drink it, but before he put it in his mouth, he slammed it on the table." Drunk" passed out.

"Fuck, who will pay the bill if you faint?" Da Zhuang was taken aback.

Xiaomei stroked her hair, "Whoever said just now that we can afford the bill will pay the bill."

"..." Da Zhuang sighed, "If I knew it, I wouldn't order so many things. Let's just forget that Congwen's traffic has not improved, and it has worsened. What a waste."

Yan Congwen kicked Da Zhuang fiercely under the table, "Who are you talking about, I just got dizzy for a while, I didn't get dizzy, I can believe it if I play with you."

Xiaomei, who had seen through everything a long time ago, just smiled and said nothing.

"My drinking capacity has improved. I have been drinking for a long time in order to contribute to the society during the two months of summer vacation. The business field is the wine field, understand?"

Four eyes pushed, "I don't understand, I can't afford the bill anyway."

Yan Congwen stood up, "Eat first, I'll go to the toilet."

Xiaomei also stood up, "Together."

"What's the matter? Are you afraid that if I run away and don't pay the bill, you will follow me to the toilet?" Yan Congwen said so, but he took the initiative to put his arms around Xiaomei's waist, looking like a big brother, "Let's go, go, Do you want to serve the Lord, okay, I will give you this chance!"

Xiaomei didn't speak, obviously she was used to Yan Congwen's words and actions, because Yan Congwen just said it with his mouth and didn't have any thoughts in his heart, so Xiaomei let Yan Congwen satisfy her non-existent general offensive momentum .

After leaving the private room, Xiaomei asked, "Are you the young master of the Yan family on the rich list?"

"Huh?" Yan Congwen was puzzled.

"Don't pretend, I don't know a little about what I do. I know Mrs. Yan Lei Lei, but I just saw it in a magazine. Then I have to watch the live broadcast of the charity gala. When I see you doing together, I'm sure you are The young master of the Yan family."

Yan Congwen clicked his tongue, "Am I so similar to my mother?"

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. If I knew you were a rich second generation two years ago, I wouldn't be a mb, and just flirt with you." Xiaomei sighed regretfully, "That's all right now, After two years of mixing, I’m so familiar with it that I can’t even let it go.”

Yan Congwen shook his head, "nonono, the two attacks will have no results, even if you are willing to commit yourself to being the victim, I can't see you because of your face control."

"You don't like me?" Xiaomei was shocked, "I don't know how popular my face is, but you actually say you don't like me."

"Yes, I have high vision."

Xiaomei can only sigh, because there is no way, Yan Congwen has a reason for his high vision, after all, Yan's family is all good-looking, and he can't compare to any one.

"Tell me what's going on." Yan Congwen walked to the small balcony where the camera was shot in the corridor, and took a breath of fresh air.

Xiaomei is a smart person, Yan Congwen can tell whether Yan Congwen is going to the toilet with his four eyes and Da Zhuang, it is impossible for Xiaomei not to see it, so Xiaomei must have something to tell him.

Xiaomei nodded, "I saw a very familiar person in the live broadcast that night. I want to ask you if you know him."

"Who?" Yan Congwen was surprised, "You look familiar, could it be your former customer?"

"……Yes."

Yan Congwen's heart of gossip was aroused, "Quickly tell me! Who is it!"

"It should be your person. I often see him busy in the live broadcast, with acne on his face, and he doesn't look very good-looking. He looks like 1.7 meters eight."

This description, why is it so similar to ceramics?Ceramic...it's not like being gay, and Ceramic was married to Jiang Shengnan in her last life, so how could she be Xiaomei's customer.

The more Yan Congwen thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Why, don't you have any impression?" Xiaomei's eyes darkened, and her hands behind her back couldn't help clenching into fists, her fart seemed a little anxious.

"Yes." Yan Congwen took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and found a group photo of all the staff at the headquarters of the charity organization, pointing at Ceramics, "Is that him?"

Xiaomei's eyes lit up, "It's him! What's his name!"

Yan Congwen took back his phone, "He is your former customer, do you know his name?"

"You know, who would use his real name when he came out to have fun? If someone finds out about this kind of thing, it's a shameful thing to see."

"Really, but we have always known that you are in this business, but we have never discriminated against you." Yan Congwen looked directly at Xiaomei, "We have known each other for two years, I know what you are like, I believe You're not going to hide anything from me, are you?"

The more Yan Congwen looked at Xiaomei, the colder his heart became. He recalled their four years in college, and the two years they hadn't seen since graduation.

Although they haven't seen each other for two years, Yan Congwen always remembers Xiaomei, because it's rare to have a gay friend around who can talk about everything without falling in love with each other.

Now... It seems that Xiaomei has changed, or Yan Congwen thought too much, but now Xiaomei's stiff face is telling Yan Congwen that Xiaomei must have something to hide from him.

Xiaomei froze for a moment, then leaned against the wall decadently, took out a cigarette and lit it, "Why do you think there is such a big difference between people? You have to work hard to survive.”

"Don't blame the birth, a lot of people are born in poverty and still fight for the sky, and how many rich second generations end up with nothing to eat or drink."

"So, if I want to be a master, I have to do something that goes against my conscience."

Yan Congwen asked, "For example?"

"For example, I want to be with ceramics, because I want to go backstage through him. You know, my ideal is to be a mortuary gatekeeper."

Yan Congwen looked coldly, "Don't be joking, I will think you are changing the subject."