It only took a few seconds for Master Quan to think of the wording.

He propped his hands on his knees, leaned forward, and stared at Zhuo Yi with his eyes, so as to give Zhuo Yi an invisible sense of oppression.

At the negotiating table, this is all too commonplace.

Inject each other's eyes, putting pressure and pressure on each other. Let the other party invisibly and subconsciously follow their own steps. This is not a new means at the negotiating table.

Master Quan's record at the negotiating table is a hundred victories and he has never lost.

No, Zhuo Yi was already stared at by Quan Zimo, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He subconsciously leaned his back against the sofa. This is a typical manifestation of being controlled by the other party.

Seeing this, Master Quan hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and then spoke, "What my Uncle Ye said just now, do you understand?" ”

"I'm not sure—"

"Okay, you don't have to answer." Quan Zimo stretched out his hand, looking disdainful, "Guess I know you didn't understand." I'll explain it again, and you'll be able to hear it. ”

Zhuo Yi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "I don't understand my feelings, but I need you to explain them to me?" ”

"Who made you stupid?" Master Quan easily fought back, "Otherwise, I can work so hard?" You think, I like to dissect your feelings for you! I don't have a crush on you! ”

Pursing his lips, Zhuo Yi's expression was not very good.

I knew early on that Quan Zimo's words were ugly, and he was extremely ridiculous and ridiculous. But he didn't expect Quan Zimo to speak like this...... Cut loose!

"Don't bother." Viscount Bai glanced at Quan Zimo coldly, and urged.

"I'm speaking directly, and it's definitely not good. Don't you like to hear it? Bear with it! ”

Zhuo Yi looked at Quan Zimo expressionlessly, "I'll try to endure it." ”

"You can't help but endure it, you're alone, you definitely can't beat a group of us."

"......" Zhuo Yi gritted his teeth, "If you want to say it, just say it!" ”

Hey......

Quan Zimo smiled happily.

Forcing the other party to impatience can be regarded as a trick that has been used at the negotiation table! Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yi got in so easily. He thought that Zhuo Yi would be a little more difficult to deal with.

Actually, Zhuo Yi can't be blamed for this.

His feelings for Ye Nanchuan have been nearly twenty years, and he has never figured it out. I saw Ye Nanchuan coldly today, and was directly asked by Ye Nanchuan what his feelings were for him. It is not easy for Zhuo Yi to sit down and listen to Quan Zimo's explanation now.

Do you want Zhuo Yi to have more energy to think about skills at the negotiation table? That's also embarrassing people.

Regardless of whether that thing is love or not, anyway, it is certain now that for Ye Nanchuan, Zhuo Yi is 100% in love. This kind of love doesn't have to be the kind of love that is. It can also be the kind of affection for the person you admire.

In a word, no matter what kind of affection it is, in front of the person you admire, who can be reasonable?

It's nice to be able to talk without stuttering!

sighed in his heart, and sympathized with Zhuo Yi a little. Master Quan finally opened his mouth-

"You also said that the person who saved you from hell was Uncle Ye, right?"

"Yes."

"A person who has saved your life, you will admire him, right?"

Almost without hesitation, Zhuo Yi nodded, "It's normal." ”

"And my Uncle Ye, well, is very good. Do you agree? "Agreed. ”

No matter in which aspect, Ye Nanchuan is the best among men. There is absolutely no second word about this.

"Well, analyze it on a psychological level. For those who have saved themselves, this kind of feeling can easily be transformed into love. Or rather, let you misunderstand that this is love. ”

Zhuo Yi rubbed his hands, "Maybe." ”

"Not possibly, 100 percent! If anyone saves me, I will not marry her. ”

"What if the other party is a man?" Viscount Bai suddenly asked.

Quan Zimo shrugged, his face was natural, "It's still not him who won't marry!" ”

Whether it is a man or a woman, as long as it is his master's favorite, they will marry home, there is no need to discuss!

Life is short, and it's not easy to fall in love with someone. If you really worry so much, this life will disappear in a blink of an eye. He didn't want to regret that he had let go of the person he loved before he died. It must have been terrible.

If you do it first, at least others regret not doing it in the first place.

This is Master Quan's life creed.

It's simple, but it's capricious.

Zhuo Yi quickly glanced at Ye Nanchuan, and quickly lowered his head.

Viscount Bai snorted coldly from the tip of his nose, "Just you?" ”

Two words made Zhuo Yi's face a lot paler.

Just him?

Do you still want to marry Ye Nanchuan?

Slippery world!

Not to mention that Ye Nanchuan will not marry, even if he is willing to mess with Ye Nanchuan, Ye Nanchuan will not even look at him.

It's not a question of sexual orientation, it's a question of whether he deserves it.

Even if he Zhuo Yi is a woman, he is not worthy of messing with Ye Nanchuan. Yes, he is not even worthy of messing with Ye Nanchuan.

"Yes, Mr. Zhuo, the toad wants to eat swan meat, which is not good." Quan Zimo nodded violently beside him.

Leave any serious matter to Quan Zimo, and the final result will be like this-

Not in shape!

Ye Nanchuan squinted in displeasure, "Enough trouble?" ”

Just a fluttering sentence made Quan Zimo serious. He coughed lightly, and finally pulled the topic back up, "It was a mental analysis just now. Physiological analysis, Mr. Zhuo, don't you think that your dependence on Zhuo Lan has been silently transferred to my Uncle Ye? ”

This sentence made Ye Nanchuan nod with satisfaction.

Yes, it's not family affection either.

Zhuo Yi didn't think of him as a father either.

Quan Zimo said this point, right in the heart.

Strictly speaking, Zhuo Yi transferred his dependence on Zhuo Lan to him.

From the day he became sensible, Zhuo Yi had only one relative by his side, Zhuo Lan. He must and can only rely on Zhuo Lan. For a child, his brother, who is only a few years older than him, is almost his god. Not to mention, Zhuo Yi only has one relative.

For Zhuo Yi, Zhuo Lan's existence for him is not only a relative, but also a brother. Zhuo Lan is Zhuo Yi's day, and it is his reliance!

When his own sky falls, this person should be abolished.

But people have a self-protection mechanism, in order not to let themselves be harmed. This kind of feeling will be transferred to another person.

At that time, it was Ye Nanchuan who saved Zhuo Yi from hell, allowing him to see the light and be under the sun. This dependence on his brother was naturally transferred to Ye Nanchuan by Zhuo Yi.

Is it affectionate?

Not really.

Zhuo Yi has no family affection for Zhuo Lan for a long time. Between the two brothers, there is only one thing left - never die.

Love?

A man who is extremely toyed and humiliated by a man is simply impossible to fall in love with a man.

Zhuo Yi lingered among women's incense all these years, crawling down from one woman's bed and climbing onto another's bed. This just shows that Zhuo Yi is misogynistic. It is impossible for him to be emotionally attached to a man.

Then, if Zhuo Yi's feelings for Ye Nanchuan are love, there is nothing to talk about.

What Quan Zimo wants to express to Zhuo Yi is such a meaning.

I don't know how much Zhuo Yi listened, anyway, looking at his frowning appearance, it is estimated that he didn't listen much. 
"So you may still be quite confused, so let me ask you a few more questions! ”

Zhuo Yi raised his head, looked at Ye Nanchuan, then at Quan Zimo, and nodded lightly, "You ask." ”

"Do you want to stay by my Uncle Ye's side?"

After thinking about it, Zhuo Yi nodded very surely, "Over the past few decades, I have wanted to -"

"Stopped." Quan Zimo waved his hand, "You don't need to tell me about your mental activities." I'm not curious, and I don't want to know. Next, you just have to answer me, yes or no. Understand? ”

"Yes." 
"Then my Uncle Ye is with my beautiful aunt, are you jealous? After a pause, Quan Zimo accentuated his tone, "Tell the truth!" ”

Zhuo Yi thought for a while and replied seriously: "Don't be jealous." ”

"Really?"

"Really, I'm not jealous at all."

On the contrary, in Zhuo Yi's heart, he was still very envious of Ye Nanchuan's relationship with Qin Wen. Seeing them so beautiful, he was very envious and happy in his heart. I always feel that Ye Nanchuan should be by the side of a woman like Qin Wen.

Seeing that they were a match made in heaven, he was envious and happy.

Eat one's heart out?

I've really never felt this way.

"Then have you thought about it, and monopolize my Uncle Ye by yourself?"

Before Zhuo Yi could answer, Viscount Bai had already kicked Quan Zimo hard under the coffee table.

Quan Zimo was in pain, and just wanted to scold, but the corner of his eyes suddenly swept Ye Nanchuan's expression at the moment, and suddenly, just like eating Coptis chinensis, the whole person became constipated.

In front of one man, ask another man a question like 'monopoly'. Don't say it's Uncle Ye, it's Huang Xiaoming, it shouldn't be happy!

"Ahem......!" Coughing twice, Quan Zimo admitted his mistake to Ye Nanchuan in a low voice, "Uncle Ye, I also want to help Zhuo Yi clarify his feelings quickly, right?" ”

Ye Nanchuan didn't get angry, he only hummed coldly, "I'll spare you this time." ”

Master Quan laughed with him, not daring to explain more.

Spare him this time?

That's obviously if he talks without thinking anymore, he won't spare him!

You have to be careful what you say!

Quan Zimo secretly warned himself in his heart.

This little episode didn't seem to affect Zhuo Yi at all, and after he thought about it, he replied very seriously: "I didn't think about monopolizing Mr. Ye." ”

Ye Nanchuan......

Mr. Yip......

This change of name before and after seems to explain something.

Quan Zimo found it, Viscount Bai found it, and Ye Nanchuan also found it. But only Zhuo Yi himself did not find out.

"Hmm." In response, Quan Zimo asked encouragingly, "I haven't thought about it...... My Uncle Ye, and then what? ”

"I just really want to stay by Mr. Ye's side. I always feel like as long as I'm by his side, I, I-"

"You're going to be safe?" Quan Zimo threw out an answer.

Zhuo Yi immediately nodded, "That's the case, there's nothing wrong." By Mr. Ye's side, I will be safe. ”

"That's it!" Quan Zimo slapped his thigh, "Don't worry." Zhuo Yi, you treat me Uncle Ye, this is not love at all. It's just a feeling of dependence under a deep sense of insecurity. It's not even family affection! Don't worry about it! ”

"Tangled?" Zhuo Yi suddenly realized that he hadn't understood his own heart.

Quan Zimo's 'entanglement' hit him fiercely at the tip of his heart. But he couldn't even find or understand where this poking feeling came from.

I just know that I gave Quan Zimo a word.

Hit the heart.

He clearly knew that Quan Zimo was right, but he couldn't figure out what Quan Zimo was right.

Isn't he sad like this?

People who can't figure out their hearts are really sad, no, it's too pitiful!