Chapter 2 Interests

Mr. Yu Yifeng, a middle-aged man, was completely unaware that he already had a strange nickname. He was standing leisurely by the window at the moment, whistling not too loudly, watching Mu Qing walk towards the car parked in front of the hotel.

Perhaps because of the time, Mu Qing walked very fast, but the hem of the woolen coat and the scarf hanging from his shoulders did not fluctuate too much. Even at this time, he maintained a decent posture.

Pleasant to the eye.

The harsh mobile phone rang, Yu Yifeng picked it up, but his attention was all on Mu Qing.

The person on the other end of the phone was about to speak, and when he heard his pleasant whistle, the originally gentle voice instantly rose: "Where are you? Who are you with!"

The sharp voice echoed in the empty corridor, but Yu Yifeng's expression did not change, but he held the phone a little further away: "Excuse me, who are you?"

The speaker choked: "I'm your boyfriend!"

"Really? You may have identified the wrong person."

"you"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to want to say something, but Yu Yifeng didn't give him a chance and simply hung up the phone neatly.

Mu Qing, who was downstairs, had already walked to the front of the car, stretched out his hand and opened the door. It wasn't a long distance for Yu Yifeng to have a panoramic view of his movements, especially the straight legs wrapped in fitted trousers that were displayed at the moment of getting in the car, which made Yu Yifeng's eyes light up— - He suddenly began to look forward to the appearance of this man sitting on top of him.

The phone rang again, and it was still the unremarked number just now.

The car at the intersection left, Yu Yifeng regretted looking away, and picked up the phone again.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed calmer, although he still sounded very angry: "You took the wine yesterday and promised me to get back together, and you can't wait to find the next one today?"

yesterday?

Yu Yifeng recalled for a while, and vaguely remembered what seemed to be the case: "Ah, are you the one who gave me wine yesterday? I thought it was a buy-one-get-one-free discount at the bar. You want to invite me."

He spoke calmly and naturally, and the person on the other end of the phone was breathing rapidly, but still suppressed his anger: "Yu Yifeng, I don't want to play this childish amnesia game with you now, as I said, I don't ask you to be able to Just keep me alone, but you at least don't be so quick"

"I'm sorry to interrupt you." Yu Yifeng had a smile on his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes, "Have you ever thought of a possibility - I really don't remember who you are?"

"Maybe you really said something yesterday, but I didn't hear it, so it doesn't count - or do you want to hear me say we're not a good fit? I don't mind."

There was no answer on the other end of the phone, Yu Yifeng smiled: "I don't know how you got my contact information, but I think it's a smart person's choice to get together and go away, you don't want yourself or your family to show up. What an accident, right?"

After a long silence, the other side hung up the phone.

Yu Yifeng put away the phone, hummed a song in a good mood, and turned to Mu Qing again.

How could he dress so seriously, yet want to be kissed off so badly?

I went to the bar yesterday just to deal with some trivial matters, but when Mu Qing appeared, he easily captured Yu Yifeng's attention.

The young man seemed to be forcibly brought by a friend next to him. His neat and clean clothes were incompatible with the bar, and his rimless glasses were misty the moment he entered the warm room.

He stopped, took the glasses off the bridge of his nose and held them in his hands, as if to wait for them to get used to them before putting them back on. Maybe it was uncomfortable after wearing it for too long. He raised his head slightly and blinked his eyes. A thin layer of water mist appeared in his beautiful eyes, and a little overflowed and hung on the slender eyelashes. Melt in air.

His eyesight may not be very good, otherwise, how could he not find Yu Yifeng who was standing not far in front of him, staring at him intently?

After putting on his glasses, he sat in the most secluded corner with a glass of wine, making it clear that he didn't want to cause any trouble, but when the simple idiot was about to be drugged, he walked over to stop it.

The action of grabbing the wine glass was dashing and elegant, and the expression when he leaned over and whispered with a smile was too tempting. Even if Yu Yifeng knew that he had seen countless people, he was still deeply attracted by the other party at that moment.

It's not that Yu Yifeng has never seen this type of flower of high mountains before, but no one has ever interested him like Mu Qing. This person has such an upright temperament, but his actions to relieve people are as natural as breathing, and he even looks personable.

He is so unique.

So Yu Yifeng, who was rarely interested, spent a little bit of energy, asked for some information about Mu Qing, prepared a bunch of flowers and planned to wrap it up, but hit a lukewarm nail.

An expected rejection, an unexpected reaction.

Taking his thoughts away from his memories, Yu Yifeng continued to hum his own ditty with a strange tone, and made a phone call: "Which school did you say last time that they want to invite me to be their visiting professor?"

Chaohai City recently built a road, and the morning rush hour blocked the navigation path. The location of the hotel is too far from Chaohai University. In order to avoid late teaching accidents, Mu Qing asked Gong Shichen, who was driving, to stop and sit in the back row. Into a narrow alley beside the road.

The novice driver Gong Shichen looked in horror at the wall that seemed to be attached to the car body: "Are you sure it's okay to go this way?"

"It's the expressway to turn a corner from here. The next exit is not far from our school and your hospital. I'll take you there first. You have to borrow the spare key to open the car at night."

Gong Shichen nodded, suddenly switched to Mandarin mode, and looked at Mu Qing with a serious face: "By the way, be careful recently, don't go to the bar for the time being, someone is watching you."

"Follow me?" Mu Qing slowed down and carefully drove out of the alley, "Think about it, I did stop a child from drinking alcohol last nightwhat, does the one who missed it want to seek revenge from me?"

Gong Shichen shook his head: "That's not true. A child can't be, and he doesn't have the courage. The one who is eyeing you is a newcomer, I haven't seen him before. When the boss reminded me today, he showed me the surveillance. Been watching you. And..."

"what?"

"I can't tell." Gong Shichen shook his head, "He's quite handsome, and there's nothing wrong with his behavior, but I don't feel good about him, you must be careful."

Gong Shichen has an enigmatic sixth sense - it may also be the doctor's intuition, people who make him feel "not very good" usually have some problems more or less.

"Thank you, I see."

Gong Shichen was relieved, and was about to talk about something that was not worth it, but Mu Qing suddenly asked, "Is that person Yu Yifeng?"

"Who?" Gong Shichen was obviously stunned for a moment.

Mu Qing thought for a while and briefly described the appearance of Mr. Zhong Er Bing.

"That's right, it's him," Gong Shichen nodded. "I thought he was just clinking glasses and drinking with you yesterday, but I didn't expect he even told you his name, so he's quite honest."

The high-speed side road was about to come to an end, and the traffic flow of Chuanhang was approaching. Mu Qing released the brakes and replied, "No, he said that when he knocked on my door this morning."

Gong Shichen's eyes widened: "What the f..."

Before he finished speaking, the silver-gray SUV suddenly accelerated, like a nimble swimming fish, rushing into the colorful torrent.

Gong Shichen grabbed the front seat tightly so that he didn't let himself scream, and looked in horror at the rapidly receding scenery on both sides.

Mu Qing looked ahead, and the number symbolizing the speed of the car on the dial soared: "If he is really so interesting, I don't mind playing with him."

Yu Yifeng: It's really fun to learn how to speak from him. I'll do it next time.