Qing Yi, who had been hanging his head, lifted his eyes to look at Feng Liyan upon hearing his voice.
Bai Yi, thinking the two hadn’t t, introduced them: "He’s called Feng Liyan, Miss Wen’s cousin, here to play for a few days. Also, he’s the owner of Xiaobai, the Little Gray Cat I picked up. Isn’t that a coincidence?"
Qing Yi sized up Feng Liyan, his gaze lingering on his eyes for two extra seconds.
So he’s the cousin.
Judging by the confrontation with the Third Young Master yesterday afternoon, he thought they were love rivals.
"His na is Qing Yi, my best brother." After saying this, Bai Yi introduced Qing Yi to Feng Liyan.
Feng Liyan nodded slightly and said lightly, "We’ve t."
"Ah? t? When?" Qing Yi had only returned yesterday afternoon and then went out to find a drunkard, so when could they have t?
"Yesterday afternoon." Feng Liyan replied.
Not in the mood to listen to the two of them exchange pointless words, Qing Yi broke free from Bai Yi’s hold again, intending to go back to his room.
"Hey..." Bai Yi couldn’t shake off his concern and chased after him.
"Did you ask the Third Young Master for ti off? You haven’t rested all night, maybe you should take a day off."
"...No need." Qing Yi replied weakly, opened the door, went into his room, and shut the door behind him, locking Bai Yi outside.
"Qing Yi?"
"Hey, let’s go." Feng Liyan called to Bai Yi.
Bai Yi didn’t respond to him, continuing to knock on the door: "Qing Yi?"
"Hey?!"
Seeing Bai Yi ignoring him, Feng Liyan got a little angry and went up to drag him away.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Didn’t you see he’s in a bad mood and wants so peace?"
"I’m just worried about him, okay?"
"What’s there to worry about? He’s an adult. Are you afraid he’ll think of sothing stupid, like suicide?!" Feng Liyan replied irritably, dragging him down the stairs, inexplicably unable to watch Bai Yi being so concerned about Qing Yi.
"Hey, you really need to think before you speak! Do you know what a ’jinxed mouth’ is?" Bai Yi was left speechless. What a thing to say.
"...Do you believe that if you say one more word, I’ll sew your mouth shut?" Feng Liyan gritted his teeth.
Daring to call him a jinx, this brat is asking for a lesson.
"..." Bai Yi instinctively pressed his lips together, glared at Feng Liyan, and didn’t say another word.
It wasn’t that he was scared, he just didn’t want to bother talking to him.
Seeing Bai Yi quiet down and obediently follow him, a smile inadvertently tugged at the corner of Feng Liyan’s mouth.
He wanted to invite Wen Xiao’ai along, but couldn’t find any trace of her.
He heard from Xiaocha that Wen Xiao’ai had left early with Jun Moyan to the company, which infuriated Feng Liyan.
"This annoying girl, she’s going to be the death of ."
"Are you waiting here for , or are you coming with to the garage?" Bai Yi looked at Feng Liyan and asked.
"Garage? What for?"
Feng Liyan was more curious about what the location was.
"Going to the garage, of course, is to get a car. What, you plan to walk?" Bai Yi thought the question was really silly.
"Car?" Feng Liyan frowned imdiately upon hearing they’d be taking a car.
Just the thought of carsickness made him sick and dizzy.
"I’ll throw up in that thing, we’re walking."
"You get carsick?"
"Yeah."
"Just endure it a bit, walking will take at least an hour. How can a man not bear a little discomfort?"
"I just can’t, we’re walking!" Feng Liyan insisted firmly. If Wu Garden weren’t so big and he didn’t know which direction the gate was, he would’ve just taken Bai Yi along right then.
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