The doorbell rang relentlessly.

Tong Yan and Ling Zesheng came out of the study and stood still in the living room.

"Open the door?" Tong Yan grabbed Ling Zesheng's arm with both hands and looked up at him.

"Why don't you open it?" Ling Zesheng asked her rhetorically, stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and was about to press down, but was blocked by Tong Yan, he turned his head to look at her, with questions in his eyes.

"Uh" Tong Yan didn't know how to phrase for a while, pursed his lips and looked bitter and hateful.

Ling Zesheng smiled very unkindly.

At this moment, Yan Jingdong's faint voice came from outside the door: "There are two at the door inside, please speak quietly, I heard it." ”

Tong Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth, speechless.

Ling Zesheng took a sip, yes, open the door.

So, the door opened, and Yan Jingdong, who was standing outside, saw the two people inside, his face froze, his eyes stared at Tong Yan who was wearing Ling Zesheng's pajamas and looked up and down three times, and said gloomily: "Why are you here?" ”

This time it was Tong Yan's turn to be stunned, she blinked, and looked at Yan Jingdong with some amusement: "You just said that there are two at the door, don't you know that it's me?" ”

In a word, Yan Jingdong was so blocked that he had nothing to say, he snorted coldly, walked into the house, and walked straight to the sofa and sat down.

Lazy, who was paralyzed on the single sofa, was alarmed, opened his misty eyes and looked at him, then got up and yawned and shook his hair, jumped off the sofa, and began to bury in his direction carelessly.

Yan Jingdong frowned slightly, threatening laziness with his eyes, but it didn't work. Lazily glanced back at him, and stomped leisurely in the direction of the bedroom.

Tong Yan held back a smile.

Ling Zesheng looked at the sky speechlessly: ""

"Ahem." Yan Jingdong straightened his coat over the outside of his suit, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa lightly twice, and said in a light tone: "Come and sit, what's the matter if you stand there." ”

Tong Yan raised his foot and kicked the door, rolling his eyes at Yan Jingdong's back, Ling Zesheng looked at her with some amusement, dragged her hand back, and sat on the two-seater sofa on the other side.

The three of them were speechless for a while.

Yan Jingdong's long legs were folded in the sofa, his eyes scanned back and forth between Tong Yan and Ling Zesheng, and finally slurred his mouth for a while, his eyes were dangerous, he looked at Ling Zesheng with a smile, and said: "You Boss Ling, I think you are ready for a reasonable explanation, things should not be what I think." ”

He said this calmly, but he was full of laughter. Tong Yan couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and just as he was about to open his mouth to fight back, Ling Zesheng beside him grabbed one of her hands, dragged it over, and gently put it on his lap.

"Brother Yan's words are still so official, it stands to reason that I should call you brother now." He said in a light tone with a hidden smile, "I think that's my explanation." ”

Tong Yan felt that a dark cloud was floating above his head, and he said in his heart that the two big men who were good at the end of the day, how to speak and chew words! Isn't it good to use this kind of words that others listen to very hard!

"Yan Jingdong, let's talk nonsense, things are what you think." Tong Yan suddenly interjected, and his tone was tough: "Or maybe worse." As she spoke, she glanced at the balcony, suggesting that Yan Jingdong was looking in that direction.

On the balcony, the sheets that Ling Zesheng had washed just now were drying, reflecting the good sunlight outside, reflecting this little dazzling light.

Yan Jingdong's face turned blue with stimulation.

Ling Zesheng looked at the instantaneous changes in the expressions of the two people in front of him, and inexplicably felt weak for a while, and when he looked at the balcony with the ghostly gaze of Tong Yan, he instantly felt that he had been trapped.

Washing the sheets in the morning, this hint should not be too obvious!

Nima, how should I get back now?

It doesn't seem right!

Wouldn't that be a default to what you don't say?

Obviously he didn't do anything, how can he carry this black cauldron that fell from the sky?!

Brain pain.

Ling Zesheng held his forehead with one hand and pinched his temples with his fingers, only to feel that no matter what he said now, it was completely useless, this pair of lost brothers and sisters didn't take into account his feelings at all.

Then play dead.

And so a century-long silence ensued.

The wind blew in through the half-open windows on the balcony, the sheets were slightly undulating, and the silky light shone through the gaps in the fabric, which was inexplicably dazzling.

Yan Jingdong gritted his teeth, slowly took a deep breath, glanced at Tong Yan meaningfully, unbuttoned his coat, turned to Ling Zesheng gloomily, gritted his teeth and said, "Did you agree with me?" ”

What's going on with this menacing murderous aura?

Ling Zesheng was silent for a moment, and was about to speak, but was preempted by Tong Yan.

"Why do I need your consent, excuse me, who are you?" Tong Yan looked at him coldly, "If I remember correctly, my surname is Tong, your surname is Yan, what kind of relatives do you have to do with me?" ”

Yan Jingdong's face instantly darkened, "I'm your brother!"

Ling Zesheng continued to look at the sky speechlessly: "

"Why are you my brother?" Tong Yan grabbed the handle and didn't let go, "My mother gave birth to me, how can I have a brother!" ”

"No one can have you with our dad?" Yan Jingdong was also a little angry.

"Oh, then you have to ask our dad about this." Tong Yan had a dead expression of denial, "Why don't you go talk to his old man and ask me if he made it?" Why don't you get involved to determine the production batch number or something? ”

Why did the quarrel between the brother and sister inexplicably develop in a weird direction?!

Ling Zesheng took a deep breath, turned on the long-lost "persuasion" mode, grabbed Tong Yan's arm, pressed her back into his arms, blocked her mouth with his other hand, and then turned his head to Yan Jingdong and smiled embarrassedly.

"Jingdong, don't be careful." He persuaded.

Yan Jingdong glared at Tong Yan and said coldly: "I'm not very old, but I know a lot." His gaze suddenly swept to Ling Zesheng, "Why can't you teach something good!" ”

"Why should I lie down with a gun?! Ling Zesheng was stunned for a second, opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that he had nothing to say.

"Huh." Yan Jingdong smiled coolly, smoothed the collar of his coat, lowered his head and began to arrange his cuffs, his tone was light, "I almost forgot to get down to business." Ling Zesheng," he looked up at the person being called, "explain to me your intention in making that statement." ”

"It's simple, just like you, calf-guarding." Ling Zesheng replied simply.

Yan Jingdong nodded: "Well, it's good." ”

"Your sister, Yan Jingdong, can you speak without speaking in a tone and making it the same as your father-in-law in the Qing Dynasty!" Tong Yan finally pulled away Ling Zesheng's hand covering her mouth, and shouted at Yan Jingdong.

Yan Jingdong over there was calm, winked at her, then looked at Ling Zesheng, and asked, "Do we men have to take her with us when we talk to each other?" ”

Ling Zesheng thought for a moment, "It shouldn't be necessary." After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the study with Yan Jingdong.

Tong Yan originally wanted to follow, but when he received his warning eyes, he immediately gave up.

Yan Jingdong, who went in first at the door of the study, stood at the door and closed the door, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and looked at Tong Yan with a smile like a lucky cat: "Sure enough, my IQ has not improved at all, and I will scold myself when I am in a hurry, remember to change it next time." ”

"What do you mean?" Tong Yan doesn't understand.

Yan Jingdong smiled more at the corner of his mouth, and spit out two words: "My sister~~~"

"!!"

Tong Yan was about to rush up and hit him, but he heard a crisp sound, and the door of the study was closed

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On the other side, the office of the editor-in-chief of "True Colors".

Behind the wide office sat a bepleasing woman with short hair and heavy makeup, glancing angrily at a few people standing not far from the desk, and then turned to look at the computer.

Syllable!

Suddenly, she slapped violently on the desk, while her other hand turned the computer screen and went straight to the people in front of the desk.

"Who told you to send this?" She asked in a low voice, suppressing her anger.

One of them cautiously replied, "Yes, Director Xu." ”

"Didn't this picture come out last Friday?" The woman continued to ask, "Why did you take the mosaic today?" Can't you see who is in the picture? Ling Zesheng! Yan Jingdong! You all dare to publish this, do you really think you have the ability? ”

Several people were silent.

The woman exhaled heavily, and waved her hand irritably: "Okay, okay, you all go out and wait for the punishment opinion." Call Xu Bolin in. ”

After a while, Xu Bolin came in.

The smile on his face was a little bitter, but more flattering, he didn't stand in front of the woman's table, but walked directly to the woman, reached out and stroked her side face, and said softly: "What's the matter?" ”

"What's wrong? You're still asking me what's wrong?! The woman turned her head and knocked his hand off, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused this time, the woman in the photo is Yan Jingdong's own sister." You're good, I hung up on someone last Friday, and they found a lawyer over there to be private, and you didn't get your hands yet, so you actually found someone to surround her home!

Xu Bolin, what did you tell me at the time? This woman has no background, she must have some material, and it can alleviate our recent downturn.

Well, now the downturn has eased, but who bears the responsibility?

Ling Zesheng and Yan Jingdong are not easy to mess with, the statements have been issued, you just wait to receive the lawyer's letter! ”

Xu Bolin's face was difficult, and his tone was much lighter, "Then can you eliminate the impact now, it should be too late for crisis public relations."

"It's too late!" The woman slapped the table again, holding her head to her temples with both hands, "Accountability has come down from headquarters." I've been demoted, so you can do it yourself. ”

Let's see what to do?

The meaning of these words could not be clearer, Xu Bolin looked panicked, and grabbed the woman's wrist: "It shouldn't be enough for this, wouldn't it be good to find a few small soldiers to be substitutes for the dead ghosts?" And "

"There is no substitute for the dead." The woman interrupted him coldly and withdrew her hand, "This matter was originally approved by you, and the opinions given above are also very clear. You and me, you have to go one.

Xu Bolin, you are too self-righteous. So, remember to give me your resignation in the afternoon. ”

Xu Bolin took two steps back, didn't speak, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." The woman suddenly stopped him, "I just flipped through the post and found that someone had already sent a message about that woman on the Internet on Saturday morning, which was not much, but implied her identity. Xu Bolin's Weibo, why is it yours? ”

Xu Bolin was startled, and immediately rushed back to look, and saw the Weibo account on the post, which clearly read: Turn back is the shore.

Never too late to mend

There is no greater irony than this.

Xu Bolin clenched his fists, and his heart was ruthless, Tong Yan!