Chapter 12

If you are not allowed to have sex, it is naturally Huaijing who lied to her, but someone is so stupid that he takes it as real.

Xu Xingkong lowered his voice and seriously reasoned with Huaijing.

"I am taking leave normally. The company does not pay my salary. Moreover, if I take leave for a few days, the full attendance award will be deducted."

The woman's voice was pressed down, and the voice became softer. She spoke seriously, but Huaijing raised the corners of her lips when she heard it.

“That won’t work either.”

Xu Xingkong: “…”

He probably can't care so carefully, right? The leave request from a low-level employee like her in IO Group should not be in the hands of the president.

Xu Xingkong was anxious and was about to speak, but the other party said something first.

"unless……"

It seemed that there was a turning point. Xu Xingkong heard it, held his phone tightly and asked, "Unless what?"

The man smiled heavily and said lazily: "Unless you cook a meal for me."

Originally, she thought he would make some excessive requests, but after hearing his words, Xu Xingkong's emotions gradually relaxed. She stared at the green ivy raised on the windowsill with transparent vessels and agreed.

"What do you want to eat?" Xu Xingkong asked.

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone, as if he was flipping through the documents. He did not answer immediately, as if he was really thinking. Xu Xingkong waited for a while before the man replied.

"After thinking for a long time, it seems that you are the one you want to eat the most."

Xu Xingkong: “…”

The earlobes gradually turned red, and Xu Xingkong's eyes looked out the lattice window at the gradually fading sunset. His heart seemed to be teased and his body was filled with heat.

She has been used as "fast food" and as "breakfast", and she knows how he eats it.

"You haven't come back yet, why are you in a hurry? I'll contact you again when I come back." After Huaijing teased her, she had a smile in her low voice. After saying that, she said goodbye to Xu Xingkong and hung up the phone.

Xu Xingkong hung up the phone, but the voice of the man in his ear seemed to be replaying. She lowered her eyes and looked at her phone, pursing her lips.

After Huaijing hung up the phone, he stood up from the office chair. The lights had been turned on in the empty and exquisite huge office. The lights shone through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The dark sky outside turned the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows into a natural mirror.

Huaijing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Xiacheng with lights. The traffic was like a meteor. When he looked closer, he looked a little like a starry sky.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, his slender and beautiful fingers hooked the bow tie around his neck, his head tilted slightly, he stretched out his hand and pulled it open. His fingers with clear joints exerted a little force, pulled the tie off and threw it on the table, Huaijing picked up the coat on the chair and went out.

He Yu made an appointment with him at Xiangzhuxuan, a Chinese restaurant outside Xiacheng.

In developed cities like Xiacheng, where the truly rich places are often scattered in suburbs and places where people are rarely visited, they are drawn. When you draw a piece of land, you will be asked to design old-fashioned buildings. When you enter the gate, you will be small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and towers. Walking through the long pavilions and bridges, you will enter a private room. The decoration inside is also the style of ancient Chinese paintings. Most of the people who come here to consume are either rich or noble, and that is why the restaurant is decorated very exquisitely. When you look closely, there is no sense of incongruity. It is like stepping into the crossing door and entering the ancient times.

Huaijing entered a different hall, changed his shoes and went to the platform of another hall. After passing through the corridor, he turned around and saw a wide view.

This is the restaurant's VIP box, which stands on the mountain, has elegant and classic decoration, and is very leisurely and written in ancient pastoral poetry.

He Yu sat on the ground, the long table in front of him was already full of dishes, and Huaijing was a little late. He walked over with great strides, and He Yu turned around and smiled at him.

Both of them were named the Fourth Young Master of Xiacheng, but they were very different. Compared with Huaijing's elegant and lazy temperament, He Yu's temperament is as gentle as jade, elegant and restrained.

"Why did you come?" He Yu poured a cup of tea for Huaijing. When he sat down, a faint fragrance of osmanthus spread.

In the golden autumn of October, the season when osmanthus flowers are fragrant, this osmanthus tea is also very suitable.

He Yu and Huaijing are both Chinese food lovers, and they often make appointments with Chinese restaurants together.

"I answered a call." Huaijing held his elbow on the table, still lazy, and picked up the chopsticks.

As friends, the two of them didn’t care so much about eating. Since they were both here, they started eating together. When eating, they occasionally chatted with each other.

"How is your aunt recently?" He Yu asked.

The aunt He Yu mentioned was Huaijing's mother He Qingru. After Huaijing's father Huai Changzhuo passed away, He Qingru went to Qingping Temple on Qingjiu Mountain to become a monk.

"I just went to see her on the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is pretty good." Huaijing said in a faint tone, "Among the many nuns, she is the most fashionable one."

Although He Qingru became a monk, her love for fashion products has not diminished. Huaijing would buy her one and give her to any new products from major luxury brands.

In terms of calculation, He Qingru is not considered a monk, but at most he is a Qing Cultivator.

He heard this, He Yu also smiled, took a tissue and wiped his mouth, and asked, "Has the spokesperson confirmed the new series you cooperated with TIE Group?"

"No." Huaijing picked up the fish bones and gradually became a little uninterested in eating. This fish was a very expensive sea fish, but it always had a little taste.

"However, Huai Yangping recommended a female star."

After pausing the movements on his hands, He Yu looked up at him and asked, "You use them?"

Huaijing snorted lightly, laughed, and said, "It's use, why not."

He Yu didn't know what Huaijing was thinking.

Although the two are both businessmen, Huaijing has a pioneering spirit, so he can develop the IO small company into a listed company within ten years and occupy a large area in the Wyat Group.

Since he had an idea, He Yu didn't ask more about it and ate his food with peace of mind.

He ate quietly and was not in a hurry, but Huaijing, who was opposite, was getting more and more impatient, frowned and tighter, and finally put down his chopsticks.

"What?" He Yu asked as he looked at him.

Huaijing reached out and pulled out the tissue. Under the light, his fingers were illuminated transparently.

"These dishes are pretty good, but they always lack some flavor when they taste it. Especially this fish, it would be better to cook it alone."

He Yu took a look at the fish and became interested. He asked, "Have you eaten something better?"

"Yeah." Huaijing put the tissue aside and responded leisurely, "It was made by a woman."

He Yu glanced at the tip of his eyes and smiled, "Your?"

The corner of his right lips raised, Huaijing looked up at He Yu, with a firm look.

"mine."

He Yu also ate for a while. He put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "I'm a little envious."

"Your Qiuzi can't cook?" Huaijing was so vain that she was talking about it.

He Yu took the teapot and poured tea for himself. After hearing Huaijing's words, he seemed to remember something, and the soft mist in his eyes scattered into the light.

"I don't dare to let her in the kitchen."

"What?" Huaijing smiled, "Are you afraid she will burn the kitchen for you?"

"No." He Yu shook his head, raised his eyes and looked at his friend with a simple tone: "I'm afraid she will hurt herself when cooking."

After completing the transfer procedures, Xu Xingkong returned to Xiacheng. He took a taxi from the station and went home. She simply packed up her things. From her narrow home to the exquisite apartment, the change of location made her feel a little empty.

After putting his luggage down, Xu Xingkong poured a cup of tea for himself and sat on the sofa.

It was the high-speed train in the afternoon. After she got home and packed it up, it was already past five o'clock, so it was time to have supper.

The sunset shone through the window and cast a few colorful squares on the ground. Xu Xingkong held his cell phone and hesitated whether he should call Huaijing. But he called her the phone as if he was in tune with each other.

When I heard his voice again, I still felt a sense of sensation, as if there was a layer of film that could be seen, but it was not very real.

"Come back?" the man asked, his voice was a bit mixed, and there was also the sound of clinking glasses.

"Yeah." Xu Xingkong responded, she calmed down and asked, "You want to eat..."

The words after the word "eat" ended abruptly, Xu Xingkong remembered his words last time. His ears turned red, and Xu Xingkong asked softly: "What do you want me to make?"

Huaijing seemed to have heard the deep meaning of her sudden change of questioning. His deep laughter came from the other end of the phone. The man's voice was so good, low and magnetic, lazy and seductive.

"I'm in another place now and I won't go back tomorrow. When I'm here, I'll call you."

After hearing his words, the recipe in Xu Xingkong's mind disappeared. She sat on the sofa, and Mimi was still in the pet foster center. The small apartment seemed even more deserted and quiet because of the emptyness of a week.

With a blink of an eye, Xu Xingkong responded: "Okay, if nothing happens, I'll die first."

She wants to pick up Mimi and accompany her.

"Wait a minute." Huaijing stopped her.

Xu Xingkong put his phone back in his ear and asked, "What's the matter?"

Huaijing seemed to think for a while but didn't speak immediately. When Xu Xingkong asked again, he asked.

"Have you been injured while cooking?"

Small theater:

Xu Xingkong: If you are injured, don’t let me do it?

Mr. Huai: Yes, I’m afraid you will feel pain.

Xu Xingkong: Sometimes... in the bed... you hurt me too, then...

Huai Shao: Then I will do it a few more times, so that it won’t hurt if I adapt.

Xu Xingkong:???
Chapter completed!