Lu Yiheng sat quietly in the corner. During normal gatherings, he was also a listener, listening to his sisters complain about their unhappiness at work, and then explaining them appropriately.
But today, the topic has been surrounding Rong Chuqin, and he has become even quieter, unable to get in the conversation, and he doesn't want to get in the conversation either.
Cheng Lan saw him sitting still and brought a piece of moon cake over to him, "Brother Heng, eat the moon cake."
"Thanks."
"Brother Heng, why do I see you so unhappy? Is there anything unhappy about you? Say it to make everyone happy."
Lu Yiheng took a bite of the mooncake and cursed with a smile, "Little girl, are you making fun of your brother?!"
As he spoke, he put his open palm on Cheng Lan's head and played with her head like he did when he was a child.
At this moment, the door of the box suddenly opened a crack, and Fu Xiupei stood at the door and happened to see this scene.
"We all had a great time chatting. I'll give you mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival," he said, holding up the gift box. "They'll be given to every box today, so everyone has a share."
"Hoho, thank you, Boss Fu."
"Thanks."
Fu Xiupei said shamelessly: "It's too noisy outside, do you mind if I sit down?"
"It's okay, just sit down and eat whatever you want."
He walked straight in and placed the mooncake box on the coffee table.
At this time, the camp inside was that Rong Chuqin and Song Tang were sitting on the outside. Jiang Fanxing was chatting with them about work and sat next to Song Tang. Cheng Lan and Lu Yiheng were sitting on the inside talking.
Laughing, the middle seat of the sofa just became vacant.
So, he walked over and sat down.
The threesome on the left are already chatting, and the twosome on the right should be able to join in.
"Foreman Cheng," he raised his finger and pointed at Lu Yiheng, "boyfriend?"
Cheng Lan laughed loudly, "This is my brother."
"Brother? I don't think you two look alike at all."
"Yeah, brother who is not related by blood, Brother Heng is the brother of all of us."
Fu Xiupei stretched out his hand towards Lu Yiheng, "Brother, how do you do it with so many good sisters?! Is there any secret?"
Lu Yiheng: "..." Can I refuse to shake hands?
Cheng Lan: "..." Boss, please don't embarrass me in front of my brother.
Cheng Lan smiled dryly, turned to look at Lu Yiheng, covered his mouth with his palm, and whispered: "He just fell out of love and may have been stimulated. The problem here is even more serious."
Lu Yiheng looked at Fu Xiupei in surprise and sympathy, and said seriously: "There is no secret to getting along with sisters, just treat each other with sincerity."
Fu Xiupei nodded in understanding, "Treat each other with sincerity?...Oh, I understand..."
One dared to teach and the other dared to learn. Cheng Lan was dumbfounded when he saw it.
After they finished talking about work, Rong Chuqin turned to look at his brother and asked: "Old Fu, where is your first love? You are finally single. Why didn't you take her out to play with you during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Fu Xiupei: "..."
Cheng Lan widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Is that Mei Ying'er still your first love?"
Sorry, she really wants to laugh and can't hold it back.
"Hahahahaha, Mr. Fu, is that really your first love? I didn't expect that you like that kind of love."
Fu Xiupei didn't want to admit it at all, "What is first love? We just contacted each other for a week, how can it become first love?"
Rong Chuqin exposed it unceremoniously, "Why not? You even posted an official announcement on WeChat Moments. I even left a message on the kissing photo on the Ferris wheel."
As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and started rummaging through it.
Fu Xiupei deleted it a long time ago and denied it: "That's because you remembered it wrongly when you were drunk."
"Impossible, I took a screenshot."
"..."
Fu Xiupei immediately rushed to grab the phone. How could there be such a thing as taking a screenshot?!
"Rong Chuqin, you don't respect brotherhood. Take your phone and delete it. Delete it."
"Hahahaha, look at him, he's so anxious."
"Delete it. Don't forget that I also have a lot of embarrassing things about you. If you dare to expose them, I will also dare to expose them."
"You're saying that you're hurting the enemy by one thousand, but you're hurting yourself by eight hundred. It's not worth it, hahahahaha."
The two grown men struggled on the sofa for a while. After fighting for a while, Rong Chuqin broke free from his entanglement, stood up, and raised his mobile phone high.
In terms of size and arm length, both of them were comparable. Rong Chuqin jumped up, and Fu Xiupei followed suit. One hid, the other grabbed, playing the same thing for a long time.
Alas, a man is a boy until he dies.
After fussing for a while, Fu Xiupei's face turned red. He was really anxious. Rong Chuqin stopped playing and said seriously: "No screenshots, no."
"I don't believe it, I want to see it." The body must be destroyed and all traces of it must be destroyed.
Rong Chuqin gave him his phone, and he flipped through the photo album and the trash can to make sure there were no screenshots.
"Old Fu, just look at the screenshot area and don't look through my wife's photos."
Fu Xiupei threw the phone back to him, "I don't have that kind of hobby."
Jiang Fanxing looked like he was just watching the excitement and said, "Tangtang's private photos, can you show them to me?"
Song Tang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was okay for them to talk about such naughty things in private, but how could it be okay if there were outsiders here?! She blushed and denied, "Don't listen to his nonsense. I haven't taken any photos, so there are none."
Rong Chuqin smiled meaningfully and wisely put his phone away without showing it to anyone.
Song Tang picked up a pillow at hand and threw it on him, "Be serious!"
Rong Chuqin smiled and said: "Old Fu, the love affair has fallen through?"
Cheng Lan couldn't wait to say: "If you had come an hour earlier, you could have seen the first love lady. It would have been an eye-opener."
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Fu Xiupei trying to stop her, but it’s too late. It’s like one wrong step and everything is black. Mei Ying’er will be teased by her friends for the rest of her life.
Seeing the boss's lost and frustrated look, Cheng Lan had a conscience and said, "Don't laugh. After all, he is broken up in love. Come on, let's raise a toast to celebrate."
Everyone picked up the wine glasses, including Fu Xiupei, but he said with a wry smile: "I am heartbroken, and you are celebrating. You are really my good friends."
Cheng Lan: "I can't even look down on people like Mei Ying'er, how can I be worthy of you?"
Jiang Fanxing: "Mr. Fu, if the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come. I hope your next one will be better than the last one."
Rong Chuqin also spoke, "Old Fu, everyone is celebrating for you, how can you still stand alone?"
Fu Xiupei: "..."
When I came out of the Xingyao Club, it was already past eleven o'clock. The wind outside was very strong, blowing on my body and giving me a chill.
As the car passed by Times Square, an advertisement for Jung's new mobile phone was playing on the huge 3D dynamic screen.
This version of the advertisement is different from the first version. It greatly increases the number of Mingtian's individual scenes. This is the appearance that a spokesperson should have.
Song Tang leaned against the window of the back seat and sighed: "Finally, Xingxing finally got his wish, and Mingtian got what he wanted, but some people are not happy."