"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot." Suddenly, Gao Mingyu clapped his hands and said, then took out a letter from his schoolbag and handed it to Yang Zicong, saying: "Zicong, a girl asked me to give it to you this morning.
something"
"What is it?" Yang Zicong took the letter and asked doubtfully. He looked back and forth but didn't see what it was, so he planned to open it and take a look.
"Maybe it's a love letter," Gao Mingyu said with a wink, while secretly observing Shang Yizheng's expression. When he saw Shang Yizheng frowning after listening to his words, he couldn't help but feel better.
This is my second plan - to kill someone with a borrowed knife
"What?!" Yang Zicong was stunned for a moment and exclaimed. The first thing that came to his mind was whether his brother would be angry if he suffered.
He quickly turned to look at Shang Yizheng, and saw that he was indeed unhappy. His brows furrowed and he felt anxious. He immediately left the letter on the table.
"I won't accept her, I don't like her," Yang Zicong said nervously. After becoming friends with Huang Zhener before, he made brother Yizheng unhappy. The feeling of being disliked still makes me feel scared when I think about it. Why?
I won't let that happen again
"This is a love letter from a girl who admires you. How can you not accept it? That girl will be very sad." Gao Mingyu frowned as if he was not optimistic about Yang Zicong's approach, and said seriously, but in fact, he was already thinking in his heart.
Happy
"And you haven't read who wrote it to you yet. If you reject it now, you will regret it." Suddenly Gao Mingyu leaned closer to Yang Zicong, speaking in a way that seemed to be afraid of being overheard, but it was clear that it would make Shang Yi
Zheng heard the voice whispering: "It's the one who talked to you in the morning. Don't you like that girl too? I saw you guys chatting happily this morning."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the letter in front of Yang Zicong, and then stepped back with a smile.
Looking at Yang Zicong, whose expression was a little stiff, and then at Shang Yizheng, whose expression had become a little cold, Gao Mingyu wanted to laugh out loud.
"Is it the girl from the morning? But, I don't know her. I don't even know her name. How could I like her?" Yang Zicong thought of the girl who soiled his clothes in the morning and couldn't figure it out.
Why would she write a love letter to herself? In the blink of an eye, she saw Shang Yizheng's cold face and hurriedly explained: "Brother, I don't like her. I really don't know her. She accidentally soiled my clothes in the morning.
, wanted to help me wipe it clean, but I didn't let her wipe it, that's all. Really, I don't like her, brother, don't be angry with me." Yang Zicong explained so hard that his eyes turned red. He was really afraid of Shang Yizheng.
misunderstood him
"I understand." Shang Yizheng saw the little man's anxious look on the verge of crying. He stretched out his hand to touch his face, stroked it gently, and said with a smile: "Brother is not angry with you. Brother will not be angry with you."
Cong is so angry”
"Really?" The little man looked at Shang Yizheng a little worriedly. His black eyes with a hint of starlight looked at Shang Yizheng pitifully, which made Shang Yizheng couldn't help but touch him lovingly.
s face
"Really, look at you, you want to cry when you get anxious, you are really an immature child," Shang Yizheng said dotingly.
"Still, it's not my brother who did it. You don't know how scared I am. I'm so worried that my brother will be angry and ignore me." The little man felt relieved when he saw that Shang Yizheng was really not angry. Then he looked a little aggrieved at Shang.
Yi Zheng rubbed his face with his hand a few times and complained.
"Yes, it's my brother's fault," Shang Yizheng said with a smile.
"Actually, it's normal for those girls to like Zicong, because Zicong is always very gentle to them. I often hear them talking about when you are nice to someone, when you are ambiguous with someone, and when you are interested in listening to someone.
I'm so envious of you. You have your confidantes everywhere. I don't know if they misunderstood or if you are really having an affair with them." Gao Mingyu saw Shang Yizheng's expression softening and said again,
It sounded like a joke, but it also revealed a hint of suspicion that Yang Zicong was having a romantic affair.
"I don't. They are all very nice to me. I regard them as friends. If I don't have an affair with them, they must have misunderstood." Yang Zicong quickly explained after hearing this.
"I know that my little Cong is the most well-behaved and won't do that kind of thing. It's just that they misunderstood. Don't worry." Shang Yizheng comforted the little man with a normal face this time, then turned to look at Gao Mingyu and said:
"Mingyu, since you often hear people say this, please, if you hear someone say this again in the future, can you come forward and explain that Xiao Cong has no other thoughts towards them, so let them not think too much about it.
And please help Xiao Cong return this letter. After all, you brought it, and Xiao Cong doesn't need this." He picked up the letter and put it in front of Gao Mingyu's desk. He turned around without refusing and just sent it.
The waiter who served the food also made him miss the opportunity to refuse.
"Okay" Gao Mingyu had no choice but to agree, the joy in his heart just now disappeared again.
I asked the girl to write this love letter. I just told her a few words that Yang Zicong seemed to be interested in her. If she had the same intention, I would like to help her deliver the letter. That's it. The girl immediately wrote a love letter and handed it over.
I had planned it from the beginning. If I didn't attract Shang Yizheng's attention, I would use this love letter and some lies I made up to ruin their relationship and make Shang Yizheng think that Yang Zicong was a thief.
She is well-behaved in front of him, but outside she is a bad student who is always flirtatious. However, Shang Yizheng was only displeased with him for a short while, but did not hate Yang Zicong. It was really annoying.
Gao Mingyu cut a piece of beef into his mouth and chewed it, trying to vent his anger on biting the beef.
Shang Yizheng on the other side put the ice cream on his side to prevent the little man who was thinking about it from eating it, and then put the beef he cut into small pieces in front of Yang Zicong, and then ate it.
of
The three of them all finished the meal quietly, leaving two little ones eating ice cream. Shang Yizheng sat quietly on the side and looked at Yang Zicong. Then he suddenly reached out and took Yang Zicong's spoon and was about to put it into his mouth.
The hand delivering the ice cream was held, and Yang Zicong looked at him in confusion.
"I got something on my hand," Shang Yizheng said as he took a paper towel to wipe off the ice cream that he accidentally got on his hand. His movements were gentle, as if he were wiping off a precious handicraft.
Gao Mingyu on the side looked at the knife and fork in his hand tightly, his eyes seemed to be on fire. He was afraid that he would really lose his temper, so he quickly lowered his head.
Yang Zicong obediently let Shang Yizheng help him wipe it off. This kind of thing was very normal for the two of them, so he didn't think there was anything wrong. However, after Shang Yizheng finished wiping his hands, he saw
After looking at the ice cream on his spoon, he opened his mouth to eat it, which made him a little surprised. He didn't expect that Shang Yizheng would eat such a dessert, and then he blushed because he thought of Shang Yizheng being so unscrupulous.
When he ate what he had eaten, he remembered that he also ate the pizza he had eaten that night. Then, what happened after that, he glanced secretly and seemed to regret eating the ice cream and wrinkled up nicely.
Shang Yizheng, who raised his eyebrows, quickly lowered his head again, opened and closed his small mouth a few times without knowing what to say. He once again raised a spoonful of ice cream and put it into his mouth. As he ate, he remembered what Shang Yizheng had just said.
When eating, he stuck out his tongue and picked up the spoon. Then, was he talking to his brother? He, again, the little man's face turned red again.
At this time, a call came from Shang Yizheng's mobile phone. It seemed that there was something urgent in the company, so he had to go back. Yang Zicong and Gao Mingyu both put down their spoons.
"The company has something to do, Mingyu, do you need me to send you home?" Shang Yizheng put away his phone and asked Gao Mingyu
"No need, I'll just go back by myself. I'll help you send Zicong back by the way." Gao Mingyu thought for a moment and said.
"Xiao Cong, I want to take him back to the company. I still have something to talk to him about. I'd better call a car for you." Shang Yizheng said as he called the waiter to pay the bill.
"That's good." Seeing Shang Yizheng's unrefuting look, Gao Mingyu had no choice but to accept the idea of taking the opportunity to know where Shang Yizheng lived.