One Hundred and Forty-Six: Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and Forty-Six)

Jing Yu also felt that these two people were too weird.

It seemed like he was making trouble.

Probably when they lived together, there was an awkwardness between the two of them.

She and Yu Zeyao looked at each other, and Yu Zeyao gave her a reassuring look, stood up and said, "Let's eat first. It's almost time."

A group of people then walked to the restaurant.

After lunch, Jingrong went upstairs to take a nap. Jing Yu returned to the hospital, and Yu Zeyao went to the study room.

As a result, Wen Yanzhi never left, just sitting in the hall.

When Yu Zeyao came out of the study after finishing his work, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. At a glance, he saw Wen Yanzhi lying limply on the sand and raised his eyebrows, "You haven't left yet?"

When Wen Yanzhi heard the footsteps, he sat upright in an instant. However, the next moment, when he heard this voice, his whole body shrank again. Don't even bother to look back.

Yu Zeyao could see this look clearly.

Wen Yanzhi said boringly: "Anyway, there's nothing to do today. It's a rare visit to your place, so you won't drive me away."

"Where is she?" Yu Zeyao walked down and sat down on the sand.

"who?"

"That girl just now."

"Have someone send him back." When it came to his girlfriend, Wen Yanzhi had no energy at all.

Yu Zeyao crossed his slender legs and glanced at her, "When did you change your career to be an actor?"

"..." Wen Yanzhi was about to retort, but when he saw the man's penetrating eyes, he immediately choked back his words. He also knew that if he brought this girl over to perform in a opera, he would not be able to deceive the man next to him.

"You still want to deceive Jingrong with your shrewd acting skills?"

"How do you know that I..." Wen Yanzhi raised his head in shock. At this point, I suddenly got stuck, with regret on my face.

**!

He actually stopped asking himself!

Yu Zeyao is just a cliche.

Unexpectedly, he was really fooled, and his face suddenly became serious, "It seems that I really didn't think wrong."

"..."

"So...the things you said last time about Ye Bo Chen and Bo were all because of him?"

"..." Wen Yanzhi was so embarrassed that he couldn't even lift his head. grass! If I had known this, I shouldn't have come to this person to complain in the first place.

He should have thought long ago that this man was as shrewd as a fox and he would see through him sooner or later.

"Wen Yanzhi, are you possessed?!" Yu Zeyao's tone was a little serious.

Wen Yanzhi sighed, and after a long while, he murmured: "Yes, I am really possessed by an evil spirit! If I were not possessed by an evil spirit, how could I be interested in this little brat? How could I be so distracted by him? Are you restless?"

Yu Zeyao had never seen him look so depressed.

In the past, he had always been invincible and energetic when chasing girls. To him, breaking up was as simple as having a casual meal, and he never looked heartbroken or depressed.

But this time...

very different.

Yu Zeyao looked at him for a long time before finally saying: "You deserve it!"

"..." Wen Yanzhi raised his head, "How long has it been and you are still making sarcastic remarks! Are we brothers?"

"Who told you to take other girls' hearts for granted? Now someone has finally come to treat you. You deserve it." Yu Zeyao stood up, "I'm going to the Vice Presidential Palace now, so don't stay here. Jingrong won’t come down.”

He grabbed Wen Yanzhi by his collar and dragged him away.

Wen Yanzhi also knew Jing Rong's temperament, and he couldn't wait for him to come. He sat in the car calmly, and before closing the door, he glanced at the man next to him, "I thought you were going to beat me up and warn me to stay away from Jingrong."

"I don't discriminate against gays." "I'm not gay either. If I were really gay, the first person I should like would be you." Wen Yanzhi felt that maybe he just happened to like Jing Rong. It has nothing to do with herself or Jingrong's gender.

"Then if I really take care of Jingrong, you..."

"With your sophistication, you still want to deal with him?" Yu Zeyao said without giving any face, "He is at the age of studying now, so stop harassing him."

"..." Wen Yanzhi felt that his life was miserable.

Is it true that falling in love will make you an idiot? He is a 28-year-old man, but he can't handle an 18-year-old brat.

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upstairs.

Wen Xue is video chatting with Jingrong.

Place the pictures in front of the camera and show them to him.

Jing Rong cast his gaze out the window, lowered his head, and saw the man downstairs at a glance. At this moment, he had gotten into the car and drove away.

"Hey! Jingrong, you're distracted!" Wen Xue called over there.

Jingrong withdrew his eyes from the outside and said, "Let's practice again."

"Is it that simple? Don't you have any suggestions?"

"What I said is too complicated for you to understand. Besides, painting still requires talent."

Wen Xue's eyes lit up, "You mean I'm very talented?"

"..." Jingrong's expression remained calm, "You misunderstood."

"...You brat!" Wen Xue's face changed and she whimpered, "Can't you just encourage me?"

"There was too much encouragement before."

"Jing Rong." Wen Xue put down the painting in his hand and looked serious, "Do you know that Yanzhi has been depressed recently?"

"No." Jingrong replied quietly. He looked down at the book in his hand. Doesn’t he look very high-spirited today? He also brought a girlfriend to show off in front of him.

"It's true. He drank all day long and got very drunk. He ran back home in the middle of the night, and my mother was scared to death by him. When I asked him what was going on, he said he was lovelorn."

Jingrong's eyes flickered, and he was still turning the pages of the book in his hand, but he didn't read a few words.

Wen Xue asked him: "Seriously, did you give him some drugs?"

Jingrong closed the book, "Hasn't he already started dating? Today he brought the girl I picked last time, I think her name is Bu Yu."

"..." Wen Xue was silent for a moment, and then sneered, "Childish! Has he grown up in vain at the age of 28? You don't believe it, do you?"

Jingrong shook his head, "... His acting is really bad."

Wen Xue held her chin with one hand and looked at Jingrong, "Now I finally know how Yanzhi fell into your hands. Xiaorong brother, if you were 10 years older, how could you chase Yanzhi? I'll chase you alone."

"..."Jingrong smiled faintly.

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Evening.

Jingyu came back from the hospital and was taken to the Vice President's Palace.

After taking a shower, the man lay on the bed in pajamas, as if thinking about something.

Jing Yu walked over, crawled into the quilt, and was lifted to his chest. She asked, "Are you worried?"

"Not really worried." Yu Zeyao asked.

"About what?"

"...Yanzhi." Yu Zeyao said, "He has had some emotional problems recently."

Jing Yu laughed out loud, "Vice President Yu, you are busy with all kinds of things every day, but you still have the time to worry about your friend's emotional affairs."