"Let's take a day off today and look for a job in two days." Qin Zhibei was cooking porridge, heard the movement of the bedroom door, and said loudly.

"Qin Zhibei, don't you think you're particularly like a family cook?" Lin Wei was wearing the same ice silk red pajamas as Qin Zhibei, rubbed his long hair that was a little unkempt from sleep, and leaned against the kitchen door with his arms crossed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll cook it for my daughter-in-law, what's there?" Qin Zhibei frowned disapprovingly, he didn't like Lin Ji to talk to him in such a tone, there was some sarcasm in her tone.

"I'm not your daughter-in-law." Lin Wei frowned, turned cold, threw him a word, and turned back to the living room.

In the living room, the TV is still broadcasting this morning's financial news, and the voice is very low. There was a cup of warm black coffee on the coffee table, and a half-eaten chocolate cake was placed on the side of the cup. Lin Wei sat on the sofa, a cold wind blew from the ventilated place with the window open, Lin Jiong, who had just woken up, shook his body in a daze, kicked off his slippers and nested in the sofa, reached out and drank half a cup of coffee to warm up little by little. Holding the remote control in his hand to change the table, his eyes suddenly fixed on the coffee in his hand, his black and clear eyes were full of complexity, he bit his lip, hesitated for a while, and reached out to take the chocolate cake and ate it one bite at a time. She lay on the sofa with her coffee in her arms, looking at the clear scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the corners of her mouth curled.

I used to think that one day, in the morning, I would snuggle up in the sofa where I and Qin Zhi were separated, drinking coffee and watching TV, and start a new day.

"Drink some porridge." Qin Zhibei lightly nodded Lin Jiong, who was in a daze, took a bottomed coffee cup in her hand, glanced at the saucer that still had cocoa juice left, and bent the corners of his mouth. Put the cup on the table, pick up the laptop that was still open next to it and sit on the sofa next to it, elegantly cocked Erlang's legs, lowered his head and tapped flexibly on the keyboard with his fingers down.

Lin Wei sat cross-legged, holding the fruit porridge in his hand, and fed it into his mouth little by little: why was the food he cooked so delicious. There was no sound of talking in the room, only the sound of movies playing on the TV. Lin Jiong glanced at the man who was working seriously with an expressionless face, and a little blush appeared on his little face: Why is this man so handsome when he is serious. Oops, scalded me. Lin Wei frowned when he was burned, and stroked his stomach vigorously.

"It's a little hot, be careful." Qin Zhibei didn't look up, his eyes were still glued to the number on the computer, and his voice was tepid.

"Oh. Leave me alone. Lin Wei was secretly indignant, she hated him for being so focused on his own affairs, but he was always sensitive to other people's small moves.

"Heh, do you know what you look like?" Qin Zhibei was still looking at the computer, and Jun had a helpless smile on his face.

"Like something." The foodie who drank the sweet porridge ate the last pineapple, stretched out the tip of his soft tongue like a kitten and licked the corners of his mouth, with a satisfied face.

"Like a cat."

"You're the cat, your whole family is a cat." The cat blew up like a tail, put the bowl on the coffee table, and Bai Xian's face was a little wrinkled, indicating that she was angry.

"Still drinking?" Qin Zhi didn't pretend that he didn't see it, looking at the little woman who was a little temperamental, he felt warm in his heart. This little girl has at least started to play a little temper with herself, and the child's affairs will probably pass slowly.

Lin Bing ignored him and picked up the remote control to change the station. Qin Zhibei raised his eyes and glanced at Youya Youya's kitten watching TV, shook his head helplessly, put the computer on his lap aside, got up and walked to the kitchen with a bowl. Lin Wei curled the corners of his mouth, glanced at the computer on the sofa, his eyes turned around, he stretched his body and moved the computer on his lap, looking at the number of jù and Wen on the screen, and his beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

Qin Zhibei looked at Lin Jiong, who was looking at the computer seriously, his eyes darkened and he didn't speak, put the bowl on the coffee table, sat on the sofa next to him, crossed Erlang's legs, and put a pair of skeletal hands on his knees, looking at Lin Jiong, who was frowning, expressionlessly, and said lightly in a deep voice: "Is there anything to build, Director Lin." ”

"Qin Zhifare, are you idle? ZERO: Not enough for you to keep a company the size of ZERO busy? Lin Wei swiped the mouse with his index finger, raised his eyes and glared at the calm Qin Zhibi.

"No, after a while, the shares of ZERO will be transferred to the names of Yuan Shuo and Miao Lang. I'm not doing it at ZERO anymore. ”

“！！” Lin Wei slammed the computer and threw it on the sofa. "Are you sick in the brain, ZERO is your career in France, and you don't want it now? What the hell are you going to do? Enough money? I'm not going to save up for a wife and raise children, are you? ”

"I have a wife." Qin Zhibei calmly looked at Lin Jiong, who had blown up his hair, and leaned on the sofa in a more comfortable position, looking at Lin Jiong with a puzzled and puzzled face: "I'm going to start another company by myself, ZERO is not my alone." ”

"Mr. Qin. You're 32 now, okay? Are you ready to fight for another eight years? Then you're 40, do you have a brain! Lin Bing felt that Qin Zhibie must be crazy, and he didn't want a thriving company, so he had to start another company by himself.

"I know I'm 32 and men are in their thirties, and I've done it, but I need a home. A home where I can feel at ease and relaxed. Qin Zhibei's tone was a little bitter and helpless, his black eyes darkened, and he raised his eyes to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"You have a family, you have your parents, you have a sister, you have a brother, you have me!" Lin Wei spoke as quickly as if he was slipping out, and only after he finished speaking did he feel that he had said something that was not quite in line with the current situation.

Qin Zhibei tilted his head and looked at Lin Wei deeply: "Do I have you?" ”

Time seemed to freeze in this second, and Lin Wei lowered his head a little helplessly. Qin Zhibie smiled self-deprecatingly, got up and went back to the study. The bowl of porridge on the coffee table had already been cold

"Yuan Er, why did you come back to borrow usury from me again. Aren't you following the big boss now? Wearing a black down jacket, a thick gold necklace around his neck, and a scar clearly visible between his eyebrows, the short and fat man was smoking a cigarette and smiling obscenely at the young man in the suit and leather shoes in front of him.

"Be careful when you speak. I don't want to see you, I want to see He Hu. Yuan Shuo frowned, and coldly reminded the disgusting man in front of him. His eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

"Cheng Chengcheng, fortunately, you also got along with me at the beginning. In the past, my brother couldn't stand you, and I beat you to death every day because I asked you for a debt and paid you back, and I apologize to you. Tell me something, Brother Tiger is not here today. ”

"Lend me 100,000." Yuan Shuo took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked the cigarette in his hand with some melancholy.

"Huh? What's the matter, can't it go on? It's easy to say, as long as you pay it back on time. ”

"I know, say"

"He doesn't borrow money." A cold and familiar male voice came from behind Yuan Shuo, interrupting what Yuan Shuo was about to say. Yuan Shuo's body trembled slightly, and the expression of surprise on his face immediately changed back to melancholy, and he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette.

"You didn't replace Yuan Shuo before"

"It's none of your business, you can get out." The man was wearing a black leather coat, standing next to Yuan Shuo, looking at the short and fat man in front of him condescendingly, exuding a somewhat backward aura. The pudgy man nodded, turned and hurried away.

"Seedling Me"

"Yuan Shuo, do you want to die? I fished you out of this disgusting place, and now you're borrowing money from Lao Tzu? Are you and my eldest brother dead people? Can't we give you 100,000 yuan?! Miao Lang pushed Yuan Shuo roughly, and Yuan Shuo staggered back two steps. Angry yelled loudly and scolded the man with his head down: If I hadn't gone to see Ba'er tonight, it seems that I don't know what happened to Yuan Shuo recently.

"I, Yuan Shuo, thank you for saving me in the first place! I owe you guys! I don't want to owe too much, I don't want you to think I'm a useless man, a rotten person! Covered in debt, it's a fucking waste!! Yuan Shuo raised his head and roared at Miao Lang without an image, and his chest rose and fell violently because of anger.

Miao Lang's eyes widened in surprise, he cursed in his mouth, and kicked off the trash can next to him, and the trash can turned over due to the force. Yuan Shuo squatted on the ground, his hands trembled a little, took out a cigarette, took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and sucked it hard.

Miao Lang stood alone and calmed down for a while, walked over and squatted next to Yuan Shuo, took the cigarette case on the ground and smoked a cigarette, lit it and smoked it.

In the dark night, two bright red dots lit up.