In this life, you never know which one comes first, surprise or unexpected.
For Jian Qiaoxin, he was very surprised now. After he hung up the phone, he took a look at his Weibo and saw the picture for himself. In fact, there was not much in the picture, only a sleeve was showing, and even some blur. If this was an ordinary photo, it would not arouse any speculations.
But it was not. It was now a photo posted by a celebrity on Weibo, which was destined to be speculated.
Jian Qiaoxin looked at the number of comments displayed on his phone. It already had 10,000 comments. It looked like netizens had a lot of time to spare at home during the New Year holiday.
He clicked on the comment section, which was already in full swing, and there were also many speculators in the first few hot comments:
Pretend to be online: "Brotherhood love, don't ask, the answer will be ordinary friends [dog head]"
This comment was the top comment.
Man Touchen replied to pretending to be online: "Sister, I can tell you can publish a novel."
Bookworm: "I don't want to be nosy, but eating noodles on a date, mother disapproves of this relationship!"
aYUn: "Too stingy, my child, hurry and break up with him, he can't give you happiness, this kind of marriage is not possible!"
Jian Qiaoxin originally thought that everyone's focus would be on who the other person is, but what he never expected was that everyone's strange focus was actually what he and Yan Gan were eating.
Soon, a hot search magically rose up.
#Only eating noodles on a date true love#
Jian Qiaoxin's mouth twitched, and he actually laughed: "If Mr. Yan sees that he is being called stingy, I'm afraid he will want to kill someone."
Aunt Zhang was still in the room. She looked at him for a while and tentatively said: "Xiao Xin, is your relationship with A Gan being known to everyone?"
Jian Qiaoxin, who was looking at his phone, was taken aback. When he raised his head, he saw Aunt Zhang's caring gaze towards him.
He had a guilty conscience, how could he forget that there was someone next to him when he was so excited, he hurriedly said: "No, it's all a misunderstanding; they don't know yet, everything is just random guessing."
Aunt Zhang said thoughtfully: "I see, then I'll go first, you remember to go ask A Gan, this old lady's words are not of use right now, if you have the time, please give him some attention, Xiao Xin."
Jian Qiaoxin felt that his words were not very useful, but he nodded, "Okay."
Aunt Zhang left, Jian Qiaoxin looked at his phone for a while in bed, thinking about it, and decided to ask Mr. Yan what he thought. After all, this matter still had something to do with him.
He put on his slippers and opened the door. Yan Gan's study was in the innermost room. The lights in the corridor were on, and there was no movement.
Jian Qiaoxin walked to the door and knocked tentatively: "Mr. Yan?"
A low male voice said: "Come in."
Jian Qiaoxin felt relieved as he walked in. He stood at the door and looked at Yan Gan who was sitting at the table not far away. The man must have washed up and even put on his pajamas. His clothes were light brown. It would always give people a sense of laziness when he had them on, and his handsome profile looked gentle under the light.
Jian Qiaoxin's heart tightened: "You...are you sleeping in the study today?"
Yan Gan put down the pen and just wanted to say yes, but as soon as he looked up, he met Jian Qiao's red eyes. The child looked like he was holding back his grievances, and his delicate face was lonely, like an abandoned puppy looking at him.
Yan Gan swallowed back his words and said: "No, I'll go back to accompany you when I'm done."
Jian Qiaoxin pursed his lips: "But you don't wash up until you are done."
Yan Gan didn't expect him to be so sensitive. He sighed from the bottom of his heart, got up and walked over to hold Jian Qiaoxin's hand: "I did finish work, but suddenly something came up. If you don't believe me, Uncle will call Secretary Li to confirm?"
Jian Qiaoxin was sitting on the sofa, and he whispered, "No need."
Yan Gan wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard the boy say: "Anyway, Secretary Li also colluded with you."
"..."
Mr. Yan, who would not change his expression if a mountain were to fall in front of him, had a rare guilty conscience: "What nonsense, what good is there for Uncle to deceive you?"
Jian Qiaoxin clutched the phone and said softly, "Mr. Yan, in fact, I know that you are angry with me. In the car today, what I said made you unhappy."
Yan Gan was taken aback.
Jian Qiaoxin felt hypocritical as he spoke. He turned his face away: "Because Teacher Yu told me that communication is very important, so I decided to speak my mind. Although...this might not be what you like to hear, I...I still want to tell you what I think."
Yan Gan let out a "tsk," and he lay on the sofa lazily: "Then you might as well choose something Uncle likes to hear."
Jian Qiaoxin's pinna was red, and he didn't understand why he used to see Yan Gan as someone scary before, but now he saw him as some mischievous hooligan. He cleared his throat and said: "It's about my post on Weibo today, it's not because I don't want others to know about our relationship that I don't want you to follow me. I think that if we want others to know about the existence of this child, we should discuss it with the economic company, then sit down and make some preparations."
After thinking about it, Jian Qiaoxin added another sentence: "There is also another big problem, the Yan family. If there is any news on our side, there will always be a lot of people trying to dig up flaws in you. If someone takes advantage of the hot topic, it will also affect your reputation."
His analytical reasoning was right, but suddenly he felt that there was no sound in the room. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Yan Gan holding his chin with one hand and looking at him with a smile.
Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, his face turned red: "Why are you looking at me?"
Yan Gan smiled lazily: "Our Xiao Xin is really considerate, so it was for Uncle's sake?"
Jian Qiaoxin was embarrassed by him. He lowered his head and played with the corners of his clothes: "Well, as long as you can understand that I don't mean it any other way, so don't be angry."
Yan Gan smirked at the corner of his mouth: "You came here to explain it specifically?"
When he said this, Jian Qiaoxin suddenly remembered why he came here in the first place. He quickly picked up the phone and said, "No, it's because of Weibo..."
Halfway through the conversation, the smile on Yan Gan's face disappeared.
Jian Qiaoxin:? ? ?
How come you switch your mood so fast, what did I say wrong?
After strenuous efforts, Jian Qiaoxin finally explained to Yan Gan what Weibo was all about. Of course, the section involving netizens complaining about him being stingy was omitted because of Jian Qiaoxin's strong desire to survive.
Yan Gan looked at him meaningfully.
Jian Qiaoxin was like sitting on pins and needles, he quickly explained himself: "I definitely didn't do this on purpose, that is, I didn't expect it to be like this at the beginning."
Yan Gan was noncommittal: "Uncle hasn't said anything yet, why are you getting all worked up?"
"..."
Yan Gan picked up the phone on the coffee table and opened Weibo to see for himself. When he checked the hot search, Jian Qiaoxin swore that he saw the so-called murderous aura on this person's face.
Yan Gan's distinct fingers gliding on the screen, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth: "Stingy?"
"No, no, I don't think you are stingy." Jian Qiaoxin quickly proved himself innocent: "It's good noodles, right? It's much better than eating delicacies and seafood at home. Besides, I think that the noodles are super good. Good food is priceless..."
Yan Gan saw so many comments telling the other to break up on the Internet and disapproving the marriage, so he resisted the urge to smash the phone.
Jian Qiaoxin looked at his face as black as the bottom of a pot, and wisely chose not to speak.
Quite a while later.
Yan Gan put down the phone and took Jian Qiaoxin back to the room.
Jian Qiaoxin followed him in a daze, and hesitated: "Where are we going?"
"Go to bed."
"Huh? Aren't you angry?"
Yan Gan kicked open the bedroom door. The force caused the door to almost fall apart. His face had a "kind" smile: "Do you think I look angry?"
"..."
I dare not say
The next day
It was a rare good weather, the sun was shining, and everyone's gossip heart was also burning. Many netizens had picked up the address of the noodle restaurant overnight, and soon photos of people lining up at the restaurant were posted.
Don't kid us, even celebrities are here for dating, what qualifications we lack for not to?
Of course, there are still people who think that these are just the hype, perhaps just for advertising the noodles shop.
The people who went there initially wanted to give it a try, but they were shocked after eating the noodles. This was probably because the legendary wine fragrance is not afraid of the deep alleys, this noodles is too good!
Jian Qiaoxin nested in Yan Gan's office and slept throughout the day, without knowing anything about this.
Until he was woken up, Yan Gan said: "Wash up, Uncle will take you out for dinner."
Jian Qiaoxin was still sleepy, he rubbed his eyes: "What are we going to eat, do you want to eat noodles?"
Yan Gan: "..."
Face got a little darker.
Jian Qiaoxin finally realized that he had touched the tiger's whiskers and touched the pain in Mr. Yan's heart, and quickly changed his words: "I mean wherever you take me to, they're all delicious!"
Yan Gan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Then I will take you home to eat the nutritious meal that Aunt Zhang made for you."
"..."
Are you taking revenge on me?
The two of them made a fuss for a while and went downstairs together. Jian Qiaoxin's popularity was now at its peak. He wore a cap, a loose cotton jacket, and a scarf wrapped tightly around his neck. Generally, no one could recognize him.
The car was already waiting in the garage, but the outside of the entertainment company building was still surrounded by reporters. They were all here to interview Jian Qiaoxin.
Jian Qiaoxin was ashamed: "Brother Nong must hate me now."
Yan Gan played with his cell phone and sneered: "He wants you to be popular."
When Jian Qiaoxin thought about what his agent always told him, he also felt relaxed. It was estimated that the public relations team also wanted the hot topic to be up for some time, so this time they would not respond and just left it alone for the time being.
The car was driving steadily and finally stopped in front of a high-end restaurant
Jian Qiaoxin recognized this place. This was a well-known Chinese restaurant in A City. It is located in the most luxurious part of the city and is known for its top chefs and services. If you want to come here, you usually have to make a reservation one month in advance, and the price is off the chart and extremely expensive.
Yan Gan got out of the car and came over to open the door for him: "Be careful."
Jian Qiaoxin took his hand as he was being helped getting out of the car, he hesitated: "Are we eating here?"
Yan Gan looked at him sideways: "Why, can't you eat here?"
"No, nothing like that." Jian Qiaoxin followed him into the quaint hall, and the attendants preached respectfully in front, and he whispered: "I heard that this place is super expensive."
Yan Gan chuckled softly: "It's not bad."
Walking along the winding corridor to the inside, the attendants in front were all wearing brocade robes. He opened a red wooden door: "Please come in."
The door had a threshold, Jian Qiaoxin didn't pay attention, and almost tripped, Yan Gan grabbed him quickly: "You want to scare me to death?"
Jian Qiaoxin's heart trembled: "I'm sorry."
Yan Gan sighed and led him in: "Uncle is old and can't handle fear well, you should pay more attention."
Jian Qiaoxin's pinna was red and whispered: "Understood."
They were seated at the table, and the waiter brought up the hard-shelled menu with gilded edges. The menu in this restaurant was made like an ancient memorial, but it was very innovative.
Yan Gan handed him the menu in his hand: "Order what you want to eat."
After a pause, he added: "Don't worry about the price, Uncle has more than enough."
Jian Qiaoxin suddenly remembered the stingy comment that the majority of the netizens ridiculed last night. Isn't it because of that incident that Mr. Yan specifically came to this expensive restaurant?
He smiled and nodded: "I see."
When opening the menu, Jian Qiaoxin was mentally prepared, but after seeing it, he took a deep breath.
The alcoholic beverages section has hundreds of names listed and they were all priced at around thousands of yuan, and a random side dish started with five digits.
He probably guessed Yan Gan's thoughts, and didn't say anything. After ordering a few dishes that were not very meaty and greasy, he returned the menu to Yan Gan.
Yan Gan reached out and took it, raising his eyebrows: "That's it?"
Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "Just those, there are only the two of us anyway..."
Yan Gan wielded his pen and scribbled a few dish names, and then said to the attendant: "Don't do these things, just bring all the others up."
Jian Qiaoxin:? ? ?
He looked at Yan Gan in horror.
Yan Gan smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Eat more and gain some nutrition for yourself."
Jian Qiaoxin swallowed everything he wanted to say under the man's"kind" gaze; then he had to watch the dishes being brought up, followed by one after another. Not to mention, the dishes at this restaurant are expensive for a reason, with all the colors, fragrances, and flavors. He took a bite and it was indeed delicious.
Yan Gan picked up a dish for him and looked at him with one hand on his chin: "Is it delicious?"
Jian Qiaoxin nodded gently: "It's delicious."
"You have to recommend and share delicious food with others." Yan Gan said earnestly: "There is no need to hide it, what do you think?"
Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "But everyone can afford noodles, this..."
Yan Gan's fingertips clicked on the table without a pause: "Are you a food blogger?"
"No."
"Then why do you care if others can afford to eat or not?"
"..."
Ok, you have the final say.
Jian Qiaoxin took pictures under Yan Gan's expectant eyes. This time he learned his lesson, not to mention the coat, even the shadow of Yan Gan was not being captured. After fixing the picture, he pondered over it then sent it to Weibo with a caption: The boiled tofu in this restaurant is delicious.
After posting the Weibo, he felt that it was appropriate and showed it to Yan Gan.
Yan Gan was also very satisfied. He curled his lips and smiled: "Good."
Jian Qiaoxin always thought that his smile was a bit dangerous, so he took the phone and read it for himself, and then he saw that the comment section was going crazy.
Xinghe is hot: "Cell phone, there is a cell phone beside a bowl not far away!"
Have you taken the medicine: "Report, I found that there is a cell phone near the bowl not far away, and it is not Xiao Xin's cell phone. This child is meeting up with a man again!"
Jian Qiaoxin:? ? ?
He didn't notice it, so he clicked on the picture and zoomed in. There really was a cell phone in it, because the tablecloth is gray, and Yan Gan's cell phone was a dark color. In addition to the large volume of the bowl, it cast a circle. When the shadows came down, it became even harder to see.
He held his forehead and was ready to answer the call from the agent.
Yan Gan was in a good mood: "Eat first."
Jian Qiaoxin hesitated: "Did you see it just now?"
"See what?" Yan Gan put the soup in the bowl in his hand, leisurely said: "Try this, their signature dish."
Jian Qiaoxin: "..."
Tearfully drank two bowls.
When the meal finally finished, Jian Qiaoxin was quite surprised that the agent did not call him at all.
Yan Gan had already settled the bill, and came to look for him: "Let's go back."
"Oh......"
Jian Qiaoxin followed him out, unable to bear his curiosity: "Mr. Yan, how much did you pay for this meal?"
Yan Gan looked lazily at him, and glanced sideways: "It's not as expensive as your coat."
Jian Qiaoxin doesn't know the price of the clothes, because Yan Gan said before that the custom-made clothes are all contracted, and so making one for him was the same as making one for the man.
He also wanted to ask how much the jacket cost, but unfortunately the driver had already come to pick them up and his intention was interrupted.
This time they returned to Sheng Shi Jialun, his economic company, Yan Gan was the boss, and it was normal to have some business here.
Jian Qiaoxin said: "I'm going to find Brother Nong."
Yan Gan couldn't rest assured with him, so naturally he didn't agree: "No need to go, I will let him come up."
"..."
Brother Nong will probably be scared to death.
Jian Qiaoxin was very sleepy after eating. He was playing around on Weibo on the sofa of the president's lounge, and the door was knocked from outside. It was Nong Bai.
Jian Qiaoxin put down his phone: "Please come in."
Nong Bai walked in. He seemed to gain some weight. It could be seen that he had a good New Year. He sat down on the sofa and sighed: "My Ancestor, you and Mr. Yan can really play, and my little heart can hardly follow it."
Jian Qiaoxin said: "The main reason is that I was not careful."
"I understand, pregnancy idiocy." Nong Bai waved his hand: "In fact, I came to you today to ask, what the hell do you and Mr. Yan are playing at, do you really want to make it public, or do you want to keep things on the low?"
Jian Qiaoxin himself was also melancholy about this question. He hesitated and said: "I shouldn't be separated from him for the time being..."
Nong Bai was dumbfounded: "For now?"
Jian Qiaoxin felt a headache coming, and nodded gently: "Yes, anyway, in the next few years, I won't be separated from him, because you see, the child also needs someone to take care of..."
Nong Bai couldn't believe it at all: "You haven't won Mr. Yan over, yet?"
Jian Qiaoxin took a sip of the water on the table, and did not dare to look up: "This kind of thing is not something I can explain in detail. Besides, it's normal. I didn't have any advantage in the first place."
Nong Bai felt 10,000 grass-and-mud horses galloping in his heart. He felt his brain hurt: "Why don't you have the advantage? I just found out how stupid you are. Look, in the pictures you posted on Weibo, there are signs of Mr. Yan, right? Do you know what Mr. Yan hates the most? Some people with ulterior motives are the ones he hates. Wen Yuan was so popular back then, plus he was still a genuine boyfriend. His team also wanted to use Mr. Yan, but guess what happened?"
Jian Qiaoxin said: "What happened?"
"A whole team had been replaced." Nong Bai was not trying to scare him at all: "If Yan Gan doesn't want to, no one can use him as the hype, but you, you have posted two Weibos, what did Mr. Yan say? Now, he even deliberately asked me to talk to you, indicating that he is acquiescing to you!"
Jian Qiaoxin sounded a little unsure: "I feel A Gan does not think so..."
"I guess I have to spell it out for you." Nong Bai fully displayed the truth to the boy: "If you want me to say it, then I think that Mr. Yan wants to make it public, it's just that he is testing your attitude. I bet that if you decide to make it public, he will definitely cooperate with you."
Jian Qiaoxin was a little tempted by what he said, but fortunately he got back to his senses, he was silent for a while: "I will think about it."
Nong Bai did not insist: "Okay, now your popularity is high, people on the internet are now guessing who you are eating with these days, of course, most people are now guessing Xiao Zihua."
Jian Qiaoxin almost choked on his water: "Why?!"
Nong Bai showed him the analysis posts compiled by netizens on the phone: "Because most netizens have found the brand of the suit jacket through the corner of the dress. It is the work of the well-known designer WY, and WY is custom-made clothes only available to five people in China, such as: the popular Film Emperor Fu Lougui and his spouse Jian Dan; Huo Jue, the boss of the Huo Lingfeng Group; the prince Xiao Zihua; and our boss, Mr. Yan."
"The first three are married men, so they are naturally excluded. The remaining two..."
Jian Qiaoxin couldn't help but complain: "Why don't they guess Mr. Yan, but Xiao Zihua?"
Nong Bai waved his hand: "It was because the prince was chasing after you, right? There are many pictures of you two on the Internet, and the TV series you worked with before has also been broadcasted. Now is the time when the limelight is in full swing."
Jian Qiaoxin: "..."
He didn't expect things to go in a weird direction at all.
At night
When the lamp light lit up the street, Jian Qiaoxin and Yan Gan came out of the company. He asked, "Shall we go home for dinner?"
"Aunt Zhang's son is about to get married. She is going back today." Yan Gan opened the car door for him: "Uncle will take you out to eat."
Jian Qiaoxin said: "Why don't I cook for you, I'm quite free today, I have nothing to do after a day."
Yan Gan got in the car from the other side: "What nonsense, with how you are now, how can Uncle be willing to let you cook."
"It's nothing, just once in a while..."
Yan Gan smiled at the corners of his lips: "Our Xiao Xin is a really good wife and loving mother, creating a harmonious and orderly home."
Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed to be praised by him. Although he was exasperated, he was still composure: "My cooking skills are average, and I can't compare with Aunt Zhang."
Yan Gan said: "You don't have to compare yourself with others."
The night outside the car windows was deep, and the warm yellow lights inside the car fell on people's shoulders. Yan Gan's profile looked particularly gentle, and his lazy voice seemed to soothe people's hearts.
Jian Qiaoxin suddenly remembered that he had read a passage in "The Little Prince" book: "Of course, an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she's the one I've watered. Since she's the one I put under glass. Since she's the one I sheltered behind a screen. Since she's the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she's my rose."
Jian Qiaoxin sighed softly, feeling his heart beating like a bambi's heartbeats, perhaps he had never felt the feeling of being chosen by someone.
The car stopped in front of the restaurant, it was the one they went to in the afternoon.
Yan Gan met with a partner from another company while walking to their table. He stopped to chat for a while. Jian Qiaoxin was bored standing next to him, so he simply ate fruits in the rest area not far away.
The business partner's female companion looked at him quietly and hesitated: "Are you Jian Qiaoxin?"
Jian Qiaoxin was still wearing a mask, and when he heard the question, he took off the mask: "Do you recognize me?"
"Of course I am your fan!" The female companion was not old, she was very young. She laughed and said, "Is it true that you and Xiao Zihua are together?"
Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.
The girl's voice was not very loud, but people not far away could indeed hear her. Yan Gan, who was chatting with the business partner, looked over and met Jian Qiaoxin's guilty gaze.
The girl followed Jian Qiaoxin's gaze and exclaimed, "Oh my, you and Xiao Zihua have already seen each other's family?"
Jian Qiaoxin: "..."
Oh god, are you still afraid that he is not angry enough?
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