Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao took the cigarette over, the surprise on his face made Wu Yueli feel settled.

"The two of you are not suitable after all," Wu Yueli insisted, with the same hair as his, and a face that was very similar to Wu Wei. The stubbornness of the two brothers was not bad.

Wu Yueli simply felt that there was something going on, so he threw a piece of red paper on the table.

Sixteen cardboard with gold stamping on it.

Wu Luming's 50th birthday.

"The old man is half a hundred next week, I invite you to go." Wu Yueli's phone kept ringing when he was talking, and when he saw the name on it, he frowned and lost his patience when he spoke, "You don't want to know what Wu Wei is looking at. What happened to you?"

Wu Yueli meant that he would bring people there that day, and also give Fang Jiayao a clear understanding of his position in Wu Wei's heart.

"You've been with Wu Wei for so long, do you know the scar behind his ear?" Wu Yueli had already got up, "You got it by protecting him with your life."

Wu Yueli likes to seduce people with words, so he deliberately missed half of what he said, and kept the other half hidden, grabbing his phone and going out.

Xing Nan, who was leaning on the sofa, glanced out of the corner of his eye, "Wait, he probably won't come back today."

Vanke, wearing a t-shirt of a little yellow duck, picked up the tea on the table and poured it into his own cup, "You are so godlike, what kind of god did you invite?"

"My brother," Xing Nan smoked a cigarette on the table, squeezed it in his hand, and nodded to Fang Jiayao, "You can relax about this matter, my brother has been entangled with him recently, and Wu Yue will deal with you I have to take some free time from my brother first, don't worry about moths, what should I do with Master Wei."

"Let's go," Xing Nan came here specially to accompany Vanke. He knew that Vanke was short-tempered and genuine, so he brought the news of Fang Jiayao's early return, so he brought people here. Look, the old ones have been renewed, so people should carry them away.

Wanke was very reluctant, shook Fang Gayao's hand for a long time, begged for a meal in vain, and waited for an appointment before leaving with Xing Nan.

In the end, Fang Gayao was the only one left outside the meeting room.

On the contrary, he didn't take much notice of Wu Yueli's so-called threat, what he cared about was Wu Wei's scar.

About yourself?

Fang Gayao knew that Old Shen liked to be quiet when talking about business, so he didn't go in, sat outside drinking tea and smoking, and waited like this for half an hour, before Old Shen came out with a smile on his face, saw himself beckoning, "Dong Wu said just now that he invited you to dinner, so you can accompany him. I have a few Ma friends waiting to rub their hands in the afternoon. If you have anything to do, wait for my call tomorrow."

He confessed a lot, and he just left.

Fang Jiayao felt puzzled, turned his head and asked Wu Wei, "Old Shen, can you handle everything?"

Old Shen is well-known in the industry as a refrain from oil and salt, and he is so tall that he has a hard time talking. It is the first time Fang Gayao has seen him being able to make people so happy.

So I was very curious, "What's the way to coax it?"

"Use his precious apprentice," Wu Wei stretched out his hand to wrap around his tie, saw the red invitation card in his front pocket, and stretched out his hand to squeeze it out, "You don't need to go on the old man's birthday."

Wu Wei looked at it for a while and then pushed it back, "I guess I was still out of town that day, and if I can't come back, you don't have to send me to be angry."

Wu Wei is clear about Wu Yueli's plan.

It was even clearer than what Fang Jiayao had planned in his mind.

Seeing Wu Wei's insistence, Fang Jiayao nodded, "Listen to you."

He didn't know what Wu Wei thought, but he felt that Wu Yueli simply wanted to use this method to prove that Wu Wei was just a whim to him, which was untenable.

The temptation of temptation is the beginning of mistrust.

For Wu Wei, he couldn't do it.

So it doesn't matter to him which girl will be pulled over to act as "Xiao Yao" that day.

"Recently there are a lot of business contracts, and I've been on a business trip for a while." Wu Wei stretched out his hand and turned over Fang Jiayao's neckline, seeing the red marks on it that had begun to fade, he stretched out his hands to clasp Fang Jiayao's neck and leaned forward.

Fang Gayao took half a step back, with his calf touching the sofa, and gave feedback.

But after waiting for a while, he expected that Wu Wei's teeth would never fall, instead they would hang for a while and then withdraw, "I won't mess with you today, wait until I come back."

Fang Gayao felt strange.

But didn't ask.

In the situation just now, he couldn't think why Wu Wei had to endure it.

All abnormalities have reasons behind them.

Wu Wei bought a plane ticket abroad the next day, said good night to Fang Jiayao on his mobile phone, and didn't see anyone again for three days.

When Fang Gayao is usually free at night, sometimes he will go back to his original apartment to stay for a while. The previous pot of crabapple is in full bloom in the new soil, and Fang Gayao rests his arms on the window with the night wind blowing. Trim the flowering branches.

He opened the window, and the cool night breeze blew in, making him feel comfortable, and the invitation card from Wu Yueli was placed on the table.

The date is this weekend, which is tomorrow.

Wu Wei's business trip plan was only halfway through, and there were still three or four days to come back.

He opened the drawer and moved out the backlog of old clothes, including the black wallet that was put on downstairs when he met Wu Wei for the first time.

The jacket is well maintained, and when you take it out, you can still see the oily and delicate texture on it.

For Wu Wei, Xiao Yao, a label character, is indeed a person who can be ranked first.

That is to say, in Wu Wei's heart, Xiao Yao existed no matter what.

Regarding Xiao Yao, Fang Jiayao actually wanted to ask.

But I don't think it's necessary.

After staring at the black leather jacket for a while, I received a call from Fang Liming.

"Stinky boy, don't tell me when you come back. When I hear the news, how many hands will you have?!" Fang Liming spoke excitedly, and Fang Gayao could still hear the sounds around him like they were exploding. Clearing his voice shows that he is really angry.

He was the first one who wanted to tell him about coming back.

But lately it has been involved too much, and I'm afraid that I haven't settled down well when I come back, and Fang Liming will have to rush to make arrangements after he finds out, so it's better to take care of everything on his side and treat him to a meal.

"I'm sorry," Fang Gayao admitted his mistake, and chatted with him about his experience for several years, and he let out a breath when he heard the other party calm down, "accompany you for a drink."

"Farewell, I can hardly keep my job now, and I don't have money to drink," Fang Liming slipped his tongue, and quickly pulled himself back, "Bah, whoever curses me like that, I'll definitely go drink."

"What's the matter with work?" Fang Gayao could still hear the truth and lie, "Who wants to quit you?"

Fang Liming knew that this matter would not be covered sooner or later, so he shook his head, "It's really a turn of events, Master Wei is on a business trip, Wu Yueli is here to make trouble, saying that the fake name you used before was danced here Guo Wu, you have to let me find him, or get out."

"This is my own crime," Fang Liming sighed, "From now on, I will not be able to do such immoral things that force people to pretend to be women."

"Wu Yueli is looking for me?" Fang Gayao stared at the invitation card on the table and rubbed it for a while, "What do you say?"

"Can I betray you? I refused on the spot and said I couldn't find it." Fang Liming must have been busy there, and his voice was intermittent.

Fang Gayao stopped here for a while, took the invitation card and knocked on the table, and went to the other end of the phone to discuss,

"Brother, do you still have skirts?"