Chapter 96 Pei Zhi's Peach Blossom Smells Vinegar

  Fang Liu put the fruit plate on the coffee table: "He asked the master to do the math and said that changing it to Hongyun will make the company develop better."

   "Does it work?"

"should have."

   "What is should?" Lin Hongyuan took off the Bodhi bracelet from the wrist bone and slowly turned it: "I have signed two big orders recently."

   "That's pretty accurate." Lin Jiao held the silver fork.

   She forked an apple and asked curiously, "Do businessmen ask masters to see Feng Shui?"

   "Not necessarily." Lin Hongyuan raised his jaw in Pei Zhi's direction and said with a smile, "Juniors like them probably won't read it."

   Pei Zhi did not find anyone to see it.

   But he will use the feng shui issue to start the topic and shorten the distance between the communication with Lin Hongyuan.

   Their chatter and laughter drifted to the second floor, attracting Fang Yanwen who had just come out of the bedroom.

   She leaned against the spiral staircase and looked down. When the noble man came into view, her heartbeat suddenly slowed for half a beat.

   An unspeakable excitement drove her downstairs quickly, and her hands were sweaty as she approached the sofa where he was.

   "This is my sister's child, Fang Yanwen." Fang Liu introduced them to them immediately.

  Fang Yanwen takes her mother's surname.

  Her mother married abroad last month. Because of academic problems, she did not take her away, so she stayed at Fang's house for a while.

   "Hello." Lin Jiao's mouth slightly raised.

   Seeing her leaning against the man, Fang Yanwen's mind was buzzing, subconsciously thinking of some possibility.

   Before waiting for her response, Fang Liu, who was slightly embarrassed, narrowed the inexplicable eyes.

   She pulled Fang Yanwen and said again: "This is Jiaojiao's boyfriend, Pei Zhi."

   Sure enough…

   Fang Yanwen met those long and narrow eyes, all expectations were shattered at this moment.

   She smiled and said hello, and when she heard the sound from the kitchen, she followed their footsteps to the dining room for dinner.

   "This wine is good, you can try it." Lin Hongyuan unscrewed the lid of the liquor and poured him a glass.

   Pei Zhi, who took the wine glass, lowered his hands and touched him lightly, savoring the soft taste.

  Sauce-flavored liquor is not as spicy as the throat, and when swallowing, the throat will not feel uncomfortable.

   He picked up a few fried shrimps with minced garlic and slowly peeled them off: "If you like white wine, I'll bring it to you next time."

   "I don't want the degree too high."

   "Forty-three to fifty-three, can you see it?"

   "Almost." Within this range, Lin Hongyuan could still accept: "If it exceeds fifty-three, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink."

   "It's too high for me to drink."

   "It's not to socialize outside." Fang Liu served them dishes one after another: "Fifty degrees is enough, there's no need to be too high."

   "That's right." Pei Zhi put the peeled shrimp into the greedy cat bowl and stared at the side face.

   He leaned over and asked, "Want to eat crabs?"

   "I don't want to." Lin Jiao put down her chopsticks and took out two tissues to wipe his oily fingertips.

   is clearly a warm interaction, but in Fang Yanwen's eyes, it becomes particularly dazzling.

  I don't know if it was out of envy or jealousy, but she broke the warmth by saying, "Sister Jiao, how long have you been working?"

   "July."

"how do you feel?"

   "It's okay." Lin Jiao looked up at her and asked casually, "How old are you?"

   Fang Yanwen hadn't noticed her appearance before.

   Looking at it now, the feeling of self-pity was growing like a vine, entangled in her.

  She clenched her chopsticks: "Junior."

   "Are you preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam?"

   "No plan, I want to practice first."

   "Internship is also good." Lin Jiao chewed the shrimp, and the satisfaction flashed in her eyes made her even more uncomfortable.

  Fang Yanwen pursed her lower lip and asked again without calling her "brother-in-law", "How long have you been with your brother?"

   "More than two months."

   "Why did he tell me about this month?" Hearing Lin Jiao's answer, Lin Hongyuan turned his attention to Pei Zhi again.

   The latter said calmly: "You may have heard it wrong."

   His expression didn't look like a lie, and Lin Hongyuan didn't think elsewhere: "How did you meet?"

  Lin Jiao: "He is Yilan's uncle." Afraid that he might not remember it for a while, she added: "The one who shares the same dormitory as me."

   "Have you eaten with me before?"

"right."

  Lin Hongyuan has an impression now.

   He swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his glass again and touched Pei Zhi: "How old are you this year?"

   "It's almost thirty."

   "Your parents didn't urge you to get married?"

   "I'm reminding."

   Pei Zhi understood the hidden meaning of his words.

   He held Lin Jiao's hand on the edge of the table: "Jiaojiao is still young, I want to wait until she is twenty-five before thinking about it."

   "Yes." Lin Hongyuan was satisfied with his jaw.

   He picked up a porcelain bowl and took two mouthfuls of rice, and occasionally chatted with him to make the atmosphere more harmonious.

   Only Fang Yanwen can't be integrated into them.

   She frequently used her peripheral vision to peek at Pei Zhi to avoid being discovered, and she had to talk to Lin Jiao.

   "Sister Jia." When she returned to the living room, she took out the mobile phone in her pocket: "Let's add a WeChat?"

  Lin Jiao did not refuse.

   She scanned the QR code, and before she sent a friend request, she saw Fang Yanwen leaning forward.

   "Brother also added one?" She stretched out her right hand, and the voice overflowing from her lips was playful and sweet.

   Pei Zhi's scalp was numb when he was called by this 'brother'.

   "Sorry, WeChat is full." If it weren't for her having a relationship with the Fang family, he would definitely not even want to find an excuse.

   "Is it such a coincidence?"

   Fang Yanwen, who was politely rejected, withdrew her hand.

   She accepted the friend request sent by Lin Jiao, and while the Fang family and his wife were away, she asked, "Then do you have any other social software?"

"No."

   "Brother, you are so old-fashioned."

  “…”

   Pei Zhi took a deep breath.

   "Jiaojiao." He lowered his head and kissed Lin Jiao's cheek, his expression was completely different from before: "Would you go out with me?"

   "Okay." Lin Jiao took his hand.

   She said to Lin Hongyuan and walked out of the front yard along the flagstone road facing the scent of flowers.

   finally avoided the sight of Pei Zhi, and sat down on the bench beside the fountain with her in his arms.

   Or because of the connection, before he could mention the person in the room, Lin Jiao, who was in his arms, spoke up.

   "Uncle, do you hate her?"

"Hate."

   "Because she called you brother?" She wrapped around his thin waist and raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.

   "Part of it is."

   "What about the rest?"

   "She has thoughts about me."

   Pei Zhi has seen too many similar eyes, and he can guess what the other person is thinking without analyzing.

   He stroked the long hair: "Don't interact with her in the future, this kind of person can't have deep friendship."

   "I know." She didn't plan to make friends.

  Lin Jiao smoothed his frown, and his warm fingertips slid across his outline: "Have you always had such good luck with your peach blossoms?"

   "Are you jealous?"

"No."

   Pei Zhi pinched her cheek, and there was nothing but her figure in his eyes: "Why do I smell vinegar?"

   (end of this chapter)