"Oh," Xu Ding paused for a while, "I probably shouldn't have asked, but I'm not relieved if I don't ask."

"Ask." Cheng Ke smiled.

"He is in his current situation, you are with him..." Xu Dingfang said softly, "Is there any danger?"

Cheng Ke instantly remembered the scene when Jiang Yuduo pressed his hand on the backrest of the sofa last night, and his evasive eyes.

"Not yet," said Cheng Ke.

"Yeah," Xu Ding nodded, "Talk about the opening of the business? Boss Cheng?"

"This is not my store." Cheng Ke smiled.

"You must be very troublesome to manage it normally," said Xu Ding, "you should also call the boss."

"So far, you have done almost everything you do," said Cheng Ke, "I'll just do it."

"It's all you have after the opening," said Xu Ding. "I have arranged a lot of things for myself this year. I may not have much time here, so you can do it."

"Third brother," Chen Qing frowned while peeling the crayfish, "Really, you don't treat me as a friend."

"Why don't I treat you as a friend? I don't treat you as a friend," Jiang Yuduo picked up a crayfish and put it in his mouth and bit it, "Can I endure your brain for so many years?"

"If Cheng Yi hadn't told me about this matter, when would you tell me about it?" Chen Qing looked at him.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything.

"You're speechless!" Chen Qing put the peeled crayfish in the bowl with annoyance. After pausing, he looked up suddenly, "Fuck, it's not fake, right? You two pretend to be a pair, and you are so angry that Cheng Yi was so angry?"

"Where is the logic behind how we pretend to be together and then anger Cheng Yi to death?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"...That's true?" Chen Qing sighed and continued to peel the crayfish.

Chen Qing was superb in peeling crayfish, and his speed and quality rank among the best in similar operations. Just now, he had peeled seven or eight of them.

"Yes." Jiang Yu was quick-witted and quickly copied the bowl in front of him, and ate the crayfish meat in the bowl into his mouth.

When he put the bowl back in front of Chen Qing, he was still holding a crayfish and staring in shock.

"If you want to say this is the taste of good," said Jiang Yuduo.

"I..." Chen Qing stared at him and said for a long time, "I just really treat you as a friend, otherwise this pot of spicy oil would be fucking you up."

"I have never seen you eat like this before. You're so sluggish. Don't be angry. I'll help you peel it," Jiang Yuduo picked up one and peeled it slowly. "I'll put a pot of spicy oil on my head. The positioning you have given yourself is too inaccurate."

"That's not necessarily true," Chen Qing dissatisfied. "I can't fight, but my brain is still easy to use."

Jiang Yuduo put the peeled crayfish into his bowl: "Which skin did you say this?"

"Show you something," Chen Qing leaned back, "You will know which face-skinned I use, the thinnest one."

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, and was busy with his hands and glanced at him.

Chen Qing took out a U-plate from his pocket and put it on the table: "Do you know what's here?"

"Little yellow film." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I just put the little pornographic films on my phone. Who would have put them on my USB flash drive?" Chen Qing said while eating, "Besides, you've gotten along with Jaeger-LeCoultre now. The little pornographic films I've watched are no longer suitable for you."

When Jiang Yuduo heard this, he felt like he was indescribable.

Awkward, discomfort, awkward, and a little bit of something else.

"Shut up." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Let me listen, I have it in my phone, too," Chen Qing took out the headphones and inserted it into the phone, stuffed an earplug on himself, and handed the other to Jiang Yuduo, "You will know after you hear it."

Jiang Yuduo sighed, took the earplug, and stuffed it into his ear: "Let it go."

Chen Qing poked on his phone and looked up at him.

Two seconds later, a roaring voice suddenly came from the headphones: "I don't want to hear your name again! I don't want to see your traces in this home again!"

Jiang Yuduo suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Qing in surprise: "Have you recorded it?"

"I recorded three paragraphs," Chen Qing pulled off his earplugs, "I have almost recorded them all."

"Fuck," Jiang Yuduo pulled off his earplug after listening to this passage, "Why are you recording this?"

"What if it works, this bastard is usually dressed like a human, and he looks like an elite," said Chen Qing. "I don't do anything behind my back. I don't know what the use of this thing is. Anyway, you take it, and he will come to cause trouble in the future and throw this thing in front of his father. Do you think you can kill him?"

Jiang Yuduo looked at Chen Qing: "Have I always underestimated you?"

"How is it!" Chen Qing slapped the table proudly, "Third brother, just tell me how I did this!"

"Awesome." Jiang Yuduo picked up the U disk and looked at it, put it in his inner pocket of the jacket.

"But let me talk first, I'm not for Jaeger-LeCoultre," Chen Qing said. "I think he's very unfair now, so I want to scold him, but I think others are actually pretty good. Don't scold him. When I think of you two... Ouch, I feel so embarrassed..."

"Then you pay attention to the words." Jiang Yuduo pointed at him.

"When I didn't say it," Chen Qing waved his hand, "Anyway, I'm for you. When I think of the thugs he said in the office that day, I get angry."

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, filled Chen Qing's glass with wine, kowtowed him, and drank a sip of wine.

Mental ill.

Thinking of this sentence now, it will still be like a needle in his heart. It doesn’t hurt much, but it will cause palpitations.

After dinner with Chen Qing, he returned to the street. Chen Qing took him to the mall. Recently, Chen Qing's mother fell in love with knitting sweaters and asked him to go to the mall to replenish some wool.

When he went to the mall, Jiang Yuduo did not look back all the way, but only stared at the road in front of him.

But he knew that as long as he looked back, he could see the people behind him.

When I entered the hotel, there was one, behind a car parked across the road. When I came out of the hotel, it turned into two, still behind the car.

When he was in the mall, Chen Qing talked to him, but he didn't even hear clearly. He couldn't concentrate on listening to what Chen Qing said. His ears were full of voices and his eyes were full of people.

He wanted to ignore it, but he could feel more and more clearly that someone was staring at him.

"Can you go to my house and sit for a while?" Chen Qing asked.

"I'll go back to sleep," said Jiang Yuduo.

"Okay," Chen Qing said, "I'll treat you and Jaeger-LeCoultre in two days to digest your affairs."

"I'll treat you." Jiang Yuduo said.

Before Chen Qing could say anything, he patted Chen Qing on the shoulder and turned around and walked quickly.

When he arrived at the intersection, he did not go back home, but turned to the other side.
Chapter completed!