"Yeah." Yan Zisong didn't pay much attention to it and just stared at the computer in a daze.
"What's your reaction? Why don't you celebrate for me?" The beauty who was left out was slightly dissatisfied.
Yan Zisong sighed, turned his chair towards the woman a few steps away, and looked at him with disapproval, "You came here to harm my dad's company for nothing, and I still have to celebrate?"
Her enthusiasm was dampened by the cold tone, and Jiang Lianzhi couldn't help but feel a little dismayed.
"No matter, you come to my house for dinner tomorrow night. My mother asked me to call you."
"No time." The man said expressionlessly.
"Why go?" Jiang Lianzhi blurted out before she could think about it. After thinking about it, she immediately had the answer in her mind.
Tomorrow is the weekend. What else can he do besides going to S city to see her? His heart tightens. The word "free and easy" is easy to say but really difficult to do.
Unexpectedly, the man glanced at her and turned out to be indifferent, "You are too lenient."
This sentence completely destroyed the originally cheerful mood. Even if we are not lovers, we are friends who have known each other since childhood after all. Yan Zisong, when did you become like this?
Could it be that after more than ten years of friendship, we can’t even ask a single question?
"Just ask, you don't have to be like this." The disappointed and aggrieved girl also became bad-tempered.
The words he spoke could not help but be accentuated.
"Jiang Lianzhi," Yan Zisong put down the mouse in his hand and turned to the purple-haired girl. He hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "How many years have we known each other?"
"Thirteen years." The girl pouted, feeling even more uncomfortable when she mentioned this.
"I remember when I first came here, the first people I met were Hai Long and you. Hai Long took care of me a lot at that time, and you thought of me in everything, so for so many years, you two have always been my recognized friends."
"Oh." Looking at the rare serious expression on Yan Zisong's face, Jiang Lianzhi suddenly felt a little strange.
"But no matter how stubborn we are, please," he paused, "don't touch Qin Xiaoman's mind. I don't want to know what inexplicable words you said to her in private. No matter what is in your heart,
What are you thinking about?"
Yan Zisong stood up, took the car keys in his hand, and walked to the door, "We can only be friends, but the premise is that we don't hurt my woman. Close the door when you leave."