Yang Jing was stunned, staring at the mobile phone that was ringing and vibrating on the smooth table. After a long while, she hesitantly picked up the phone.
Zhang Yang's slightly tired voice soon rang slowly through the speaker of his mobile phone: "Sister Jing, I'm back. I'll be at your house in five minutes."
"To my house?" Yang Jing didn't react for a moment, but then she looked up at Si Yuan, who was sitting opposite her, still looking calm, and stood up with an apologetic smile.
Then he walked to the living room and asked as low as possible: "Why do you suddenly think of my home?"
"I'll take you home." Zhang Yang said with a faint smile, "Are you waiting for you to be married off by someone else?"
"You...you know? Did Feifei tell you?" Yang Jing didn't know why, but suddenly her nose felt sour, as if she felt aggrieved.
"Yeah!" Zhang Yang did not deny it, "Teacher Yang is right next to me."
Hearing that Yang Fei was next to him, Yang Jing didn't dare to say anything more, for fear that her sister would find out something was wrong, so she responded lightly: "Oh, then you should drive carefully."
After quickly hanging up the phone, Yang Jing walked back to her seat and sat down sideways: "Sorry!"
"It doesn't matter." Who is Si Yuan? He immediately noticed that Yang Jing's face seemed to have changed a little. He didn't know exactly what the change was, but it felt like she was much more confident.
"I'm going to take the liberty to ask, is it... the person you like calling?" Si Yuan asked with some reluctance.
Yang Jing glanced at him, smiled slightly, and then shook her head.
"Oh!" Si Yuan was a little disappointed. It was obvious that he could see that Yang Jing's mood had changed because of this phone call, but Yang Jing denied it. The more he denied it, the more he felt that something was fishy.
"It's Feifei!" Yang Jing thought for a moment and said, "She's almost home."
"Feifei? You mean Yang Fei?" Si Yuan asked.
"Yeah!" Yang Jing nodded. She was not good at lying, and a blush quietly flashed across her pretty face. It wasn't that she didn't want to admit it, if this wasn't at home, if Zhang Yang wasn't so famous, if Zhang Yang wasn't the son-in-law of the Qiao family.
Then at this moment, she would definitely say Zhang Yang's name without hesitation.
"Oh!" Si Yuan clearly saw the blush on Yang Jing's face, but he didn't want to tell the truth.
Sure enough, less than a few minutes later, Yang Fei's red BMW Z4 slowly stopped at the door of the villa.
Although Si Yuan was mentally prepared after Yang Jing's explanation, when he actually saw Yang Fei, he couldn't help but be stunned for a long time before he could react.
Is this still the stubborn little girl in his impression?
This one is too pretty.
There are several factors that determine whether a woman is beautiful or not.
As for her legs, she definitely has standard long legs, and they are a bit too long.
The skin is as white as mutton-fat jade, and even has a faint halo floating on it.
Chest, standard 34d, without any drop, round and full, symmetrical from left to right, neither up nor down.
The waist is slender but not horribly thin.
Buttocks, standard round and straight.
The hair is jet black, with no trace of split ends or signs of yellowing.
The most important thing is that her face is as delicate as a perfect work of art. Her eyebrows are lightly swept, her pretty nose is straight, her lips are not thin**, moderately rosy, she has an oval face, and her eyes are slightly cold.
I mean, this is definitely a stunning beauty that ordinary people don’t even dare to think about when they look at her.
Only now did he realize that what Yang Jing said was not only not exaggerated, but also somewhat under-descriptive.
It is extremely honorable and honorable just to have a beauty of this level by your side, let alone pursue her as your girlfriend or wife.
"Feifei!" Si Yuan wanted to be a little more reserved, but his mouth and hands and feet had already lost control and made actions that were contrary to his heart. "We haven't seen each other for so many years. I didn't expect..."
He opened his hands and subconsciously wanted to give Yang Fei a hug.
Yang Fei was obviously a little stunned. She subconsciously took a step back and stood behind Zhang Yang. She naturally avoided Si Yuan's movements and stared at Yang Jing with a suspicious look. Where did this Martian come from?
?
Si Yuan awkwardly curled his hand back, then put it into his trouser pocket unnaturally: "Hey, Feifei, don't you recognize me?"
Yang Jing hurriedly stepped forward and introduced: "Feifei, he is brother Si Yuansi."
"Are you... Si... Yuan?" Yang Fei reacted, glanced at Si Yuan, and then looked away.
Si Yuan nodded. Although Yang Fei didn't give him face, he was not angry in his heart and couldn't get angry. "Haha, Feifei, I haven't seen you for so long, no wonder you don't recognize me."
Yang Fei pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Okay, then you sit down for a while, Yang...my sister and I will talk about something, um, Zhang Yang, you go help greet Brother Si."
Si Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then turned his attention to the extremely handsome man next to Yang Fei, Zhang Yang? He was Zhang Yang?
Although Si Yuan had seen Zhang Yang's photos in newspapers, he was not very impressed. The guy in front of him looked slightly more handsome than the ones in newspapers and media.
Just looking at that look makes me look like a pretty boy, okay, I am jealous.
After all, Yang Fei, whose beauty blinded him and stunned his head, looked very intimate standing next to Zhang Yang at the moment.
This made him feel a faint sense of loss, why did she act as if she had been bitten by an insect when she saw him, and she also subconsciously hid beside Zhang Yang.
Looking at them, they look like a couple.
In fact, he found that the way Yang Fei, a stunning beauty, looked at Zhang Yang, did not seem to have the same strange and cold feeling as when she looked at him.
In the end, what made him even more depressed was what Yang Fei said.
"Let Zhang Yang greet me!"
The implicit meaning of this sentence is that she, Yang Jing and Zhang Yang are the masters, they are one, and she is the guest. It is obvious that she and them are childhood sweethearts, okay? When I met the two sisters, this Zhang Yang was
Which onion? It really makes you vomit blood.
However, he felt that it was hard work and there was no unnecessary expression on his face. He still smiled and stretched out his hand to greet Zhang Yang: "Hello, my name is Si Yuan. I didn't expect you to be the future Nobel Prize winner in medicine.
The winner, Qiao Xier’s boyfriend, Zhang Yang, I’m so happy to meet you.”
Zhang Yang looked at the handsome curly-haired guy in front of him. To be honest, this guy was pretty good-looking, a standard aristocratic young man. But his eyes looked a little slippery.
There was a hint of derogation in the words, and the word Qiao Xier's boyfriend was deliberately emphasized. Firstly, it was probably to remind Yang Jing and Yang Fei, and secondly, it was to say that Zhang Yang relied on nepotism.
The relationship is what it is today.
Zhang Yang has long been indifferent to these things and does not feel angry.
According to Yang Fei's introduction, he is an official from the capital. He has been immersed in the officialdom for two years and is already the deputy director. This is enough to prove the ability of the person in front of him. His speaking ability is naturally much stronger.
Frankly speaking, although this person is his love rival at the moment, Zhang Yang still thinks highly of him. At least for now, he doesn't seem as domineering as other aristocratic young masters or second-generation officials or rich people.
So Zhang Yang also stretched out his hand and shook his hand.
As soon as he shook hands, he realized that this guy actually started to tease him. Just like the passage in the novel, five fingers pressed against his four fingers, with a smile on his face, but underneath he was secretly exerting force.
, probably because I want to see Zhang Yang’s jokes.
After Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, he thought the guy was doing it unintentionally and did not resist. Instead, he tried to pull his hand out. However, Si Yuan refused to let go, didn't say anything, and squeezed harder and harder.
Zhang Yang was speechless for a moment, you asked for this.
"Brother Si, you have such strong hands, you must have practiced." Zhang Yang said as he started to fight back.
Si Yuan just wanted to continue laughing, but as soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, he realized that he couldn't laugh at all. Maybe he shouldn't have reached out to shake Zhang Yang's hand at all... let alone forcefully.
Are this guy's hands made of iron? It hurts like hell, Emma! Fellow Taoist, please let go!
He looked down and saw that his five fingers were squeaking when Zhang Yang pinched them, and his knuckles seemed to be a little blue. Zhang Yang saw that he was about to shed tears, so he quickly withdrew his strength and relaxed.
Opened his hand.
Si Yuan resisted the urge to cry, smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Where is it?"
Yang Jing glanced at Zhang Yang and quietly gave him a roll of her eyes. It was obvious that she saw Zhang Yang's little move, but her angry and playful roll of the eyes was not lethal at all.
Zhang Yang walked up to Si Yuan, put his arm around his shoulders, and pushed him into the hall: "Brother Si, let's go in and drink tea."
"Oh, okay!" Si Yuan grimaced and said, "Drink, drink your sister." When the three of them weren't paying attention, he hurriedly stretched his hands behind his back, shook them, and stretched his knuckles. Damn it.
This pretty boy is really strong.
"Brother Si, I heard that you are an official." After sitting down, Zhang Yang looked at Si Yuan with an admiring look and said.
Can you talk, kid! Si Yuan felt dumbfounded, what do you mean by being an official? He looked so adoring, what a vulgar question to ask.
He quietly put his hands on the sofa, spread them out, and flexed his knuckles again. This guy was really too strong and couldn't bear it.
"Haha, those who are not officials are just working for the government."
After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Well, are you doing..."
Si Yuan originally wanted to ask, what do you do, but then he thought, didn't he already know that he was the boss of Nuwa Group? Why did he ask more, it was all this guy's fault.
I made myself stupid.
"Mr. Zhang, you look like you are very familiar with Feifei and Xiaojing?" Si Yuan asked half-heartedly. He wanted to know how Zhang Yang could be so familiar with these two sisters.
It's really strange that he actually treats him as one of his own family members.
"Oh, Sister Jing is my sister, and Teacher Yang Fei is my English teacher." Zhang Yang replied calmly.
"That's it!" After hearing what he said, Si Yuan was slightly relieved. Of course, he didn't think the relationship between the three of them was that simple, but seeing that Zhang Yang's answer didn't look like he was lying, he just believed it.
Zhang Yang picked up the teapot with ease, poured out the old tea water, cleaned the teapot, and started making tea for Si Yuan.
Before the tea was brewed, Yang Fei and Yang Jing came back again.
The two of them glanced at Zhang Yang at the same time. Yang Fei sat down, but Yang Jing did not sit down.