"Jiang Xiaowu, watch your language. I’ve always been a model youth with good morals and virtues since childhood."
"But she’s indeed not your type. It’s normal that you don’t feel anything."
As old friends, even though Qi Zeyan hasn’t dated anyone, he’s expressed having a good impression of a few girls or female celebrities, most of whom are gentle and intellectual.
After hanging up the phone, Qi Zeyan fell into thought. He naturally knew that Ruan ngxi is a good woman, dedicated to her work, optimistic, and upbeat; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to keep her.
The many days spent together were also very harmonious.
He inexplicably recalled a dream he had before and frowned. It might be best to take a shower to calm down.
**
Guantang Villa
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jinsang was deep in thought. Sothing’s up with fourth brother...
Jiang Cuo actually didn’t tell him?
Is it because he was lazy and didn’t follow up, or did he deliberately keep it from him, or has he already defected and switched sides?
At that mont, Jiang Cuo didn’t know how to tell Jiang Jinsang about this matter because...
He lost the person!
Coincidentally it was during rush hour. After a traffic light, when he tried to catch up by car, he couldn’t even see Jiang Chengsi’s taillights.
Jiang Chengsi was also bewildered at the ti, as Qi Zeyan recomnded four restaurants to him. He had already driven to three, but since it was the weekend, there wasn’t even a parking spot at the front, much less a table.
The fourth one was a bit farther, so he called ahead for a reservation, and coincidentally, by the ti he arrived at the restaurant, a table had just beco available...
Even though it wasn’t advertised as a couple’s restaurant, the interior decor and the photo wall with couples’ pictures made it clear that it was a hotspot for romantic dates.
After the restaurant server handed over the nu, Jiang Chengsi naturally let the lady order first and casually scanned the restaurant, noticing a sign that said taking a picture would earn you a free steak.
"Is that free when you take a picture?" Jiang Chengsi pointed to the advertisent.
"A kissing photo of a couple, just like the ones in the pictures, and we can give it to you for free."
"..."
Jiang Chengsi coughed and said nothing.
It being such a weekend, with their matching looks, the server naturally assud they were a couple. "Actually, the two of you can give it a try. It’s quite simple."
"No, we can’t." Jiang Chengsi stated bluntly. What kind of lousy activities are these restaurants coming up with these days?
What’s more, what on earth did Qi Zeyan recomnd!
Taking advantage of the mont while the person opposite him ordered, Jiang Chengsi texted him with a scolding: [We’re just ordinary acquaintances, not even friends, and you recomnded these kinds of restaurants to ! Do you know how awkward it is?]
It took a long while before he received a reply: [Didn’t you say you wanted to recomnd places with ambiance? These are all personally checked out by my parents, and I heard they all have a great feel.]
[Feel my foot, I said classy, not ambiance!]
[Well, sorry, I misheard.] Qi Zeyan genuinely misunderstood and replied with another ssage:
[After all, class has nothing to do with you.]
Jiang Chengsi just couldn’t get at him; otherwise, he would definitely kick him a couple of tis to vent his anger.
When he initially entered the restaurant, he was already considering leaving, but since the first three places hadn’t had any food, he couldn’t not enter this one now that there was a table. Even if he wasn’t hungry, he couldn’t have the young lady continue to run around with him either.
Just recently infuriated by Qi Zeyan, his phone vibrated again with a ssage from Jiang Jinsang:
[Fourth Brother, I heard sothing’s up with you?]
[You’re not coming to eat with us because you’ve got a date, huh? If Grandma knows you’re seeing soone, she’ll definitely be happy.]
Jiang Chengsi was dumbfounded. What on earth is this kid up to now? He and the girl across from him weren’t even remotely related!
He imdiately replied: [It’s that client of Sister-in-law’s. I’m just treating her to a al and apologizing. Don’t go telling Grandma or causing her distress; that would be bad.]
Jiang Jinsang laughed and replied: [Zeyan said you asked him to recomnd places with good food and romance, so I thought...]
From classiness to ambiance, that’s one thing...
But now how did it turn into romance!
Is Qi Zeyan reliable or not?
Just as he was about to go find Qi Zeyan for a three-hundred-round duel, a gentle voice ca, and the ordering tablet was handed to him, "Fourth Master, it’s your turn to order."
"Alright." Jiang Chengsi glanced at her selected nu, "You like such bland flavors?"
"I’m fine with anything, mainly because you just recovered from a serious illness, so it’s better not to eat anything too spicy or stimulating." The weather’s been so hot recently, with indoor and outdoor temperature changes; his cold lasted four or five days before it finally healed, just in ti. "Besides, when it’s hot, eating light is better for your body."
Hearing her words, he could only appreciate her attentiveness, gentleness, and thoughtfulness.
Thinking about going ho, he used to face his father, then his nitpicky, OCD brother, and now it was just him alone. The people around him were all getting married and having kids, who doesn’t want a sweet romance?
Maybe it’s due to his original family, with his older brother passing early, his parents not being in love, and Jiang Zhaolin’s indifference, all of which left him with little yearning for love and marriage.
He also felt that with his personality, he probably wouldn’t be able to take responsibility for a family, so being single seed good too.
It’s just that when faced with a "stranger," sudden acts of kindness and consideration inevitably stirred him a little.
Seizing the mont when "Miss Xiao" went to the restroom, he specially sent a text to Jiang Shiyi:
[Brother, what’s falling in love like?]
He wasn’t clear about Jiang Shiyi’s situation, but he knew that soone was in the process of pursuing his wife.
Jiang Shiyi had just finished dinner, about to stay up late to do experints, and when he saw the text, he slightly frowned and directly called him.
"Hey, brother—"
"Are you okay? Have you eaten?"
"I’m with a friend, about to eat."
"That’s fine, sending a ssage like that out of the blue, I thought you had a fever again."
"..."
After all, asking this question from his mouth wasn’t normal.
"Do you have any emotional confusion recently? Need to talk or consult with , if so, I’ll co ho tomorrow to give you so guidance."
"No need, I was just asking." Jiang Chengsi hung up, feeling a bit sheepish.
Consulting his brother for emotional issues, he must have banged his head against the door.
Jiang Chengsi gritted his teeth: What was he thinking, actually rembering to text his brother.
**
At this mont in the laboratory, Jiang Shiyi hung up the phone, still staring at his phone.
When Lin Luyou pushed the door in, she had just co out of the lab and was about to leave, seeing him in a daze, "Still thinking about the experint?"
Once busy, they had no mood for romance, regardless of day or night.
"No." Jiang Shiyi pursed his lips, "I was thinking about my younger brother."
"Haven’t you been ho for a while? Why don’t you go ho tonight? I can keep an eye on things in the lab." Lin Luyou was very cooperative with him, and the experint progress was fast, "Anyway, this experint can’t be rushed."
But chemical experints never co easily. So people spend their whole lives researching a single substance and still can’t understand it completely.
"It’s fine, I just suddenly realized my brother seed to have grown up, but..." Jiang Shiyi laughed lightly.
He’s actually interested in love...
However, when he returned ho the next evening, prepared to provide so emotional guidance to soone.
He found soone’s bedroom empty, the garage empty, the reins thrown aside as they ran away—
He squinted his eyes, unable to help but click his tongue: "The younger brother’s grown up, hard to manage, actually moving out without a word?"
Rembering what the person said last night, he let his imagination run:
"He... couldn’t have moved in with a girl, could he?"
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