The Wine of Secret Love Chapter 6

He He smiled lightly and said: "Malcolm Feng, you probably have a little misunderstanding about my relationship with Ju Han. We have only been each other's company for so many years. Whether his scandal is true or not has little to do with me." He decided to tell the truth. , because he didn't want Malcolm Feng to dwell on this issue. In fact, privately, he probably felt that instead of waiting for Malcolm Feng to find out by himself, it would be better for him to speak out first and appear calmer.

Malcolm Feng clenched his fists unconsciously and said in a deep voice, "So Gideon wasn't joking when he said you were a member of his harem."

Why did he pretend to be relaxed and smile.

Malcolm Feng leaned back on the chair and looked at him with his arms crossed. His long, narrow and deep eyes burst out with a sharp light, as if they could strip people clean inside and out.

Why did he feel uncomfortable when he saw him, so he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine.

"For all these years, you and Gideon have been close friends?" Malcolm Feng's tone was cold and filled with anger.

He He paused and his tone became more serious: "Malcolm Feng, my relationship with Ju Han has nothing to do with outsiders. Today I am here to help you, so let's not talk about other people."

"Why, can't I even ask? If it weren't for Gideon, you should have been mine."

He He sighed: "Don't mention the past anymore, it's been so many years."

Malcolm Feng leaned towards him, with a shuddering coldness hidden in his obsidian pupils. At the same time, he said something that pierced his heart: "But you like him."

Why's heart trembled slightly, he lowered his head in a cover-up manner and said nothing.

Malcolm Feng sneered: "You like him. You have been sleeping with him for so many years. Watching him change this and that, you don't even dare to fart. Why, are you cheap?"

He He threw away his chopsticks with a snap and looked at Malcolm Feng expressionlessly: "Malcolm Feng, I didn't invite you to dinner so that you can teach me a lesson. Whether I am a B!tch or not is none of your business. Let's never meet again in the future. I wish you the best. The future is bright." He stood up.

Malcolm Feng also stood up, and he growled: "I'm just unwilling!"

Why was he stunned.

"Why did you choose that B@st@ard? He doesn't like you at all. What do you want? Is there anything he can give you that I can't?"

Why turned around and looked at Malcolm Feng calmly: "It's not his fault that Gideon doesn't like me. He doesn't owe me anything, and I don't want anything from him. We are all adults. I choose how to live my life and who to live with." , is my own business. "

He walked out of the box, paid the bill at the front desk, and walked out without stopping.

After he came out, he realized that he had forgotten his umbrella in the box, so he had to walk quickly in the drizzle.

He ran to the parking lot in one breath, opened the car door and got in, then took off all his weapons.

"Why, are you cheap or not?"

Malcolm Feng's words pierced his heart like a needle, making him feel hot even now.

In fact, except for things related to Gideon, he has a strong self-esteem at all times. For the sake of self-esteem, he can complete almost impossible tasks, take on responsibilities that he should not have to bear, and give up promotions and bonuses for the sake of self-esteem. It seemed that he was building up his self-esteem elsewhere just so that he could have some left over when Gideon smashed him to pieces.

Of course he knows the shame and embarrassment, but as he said, he chose it by himself, does not harm others, and does not break the law. Whether he is cheap or not, does he care about other people's business?

Why does he not strive to be decent and perfect in his conduct, but only to have no regrets?

He regretted meeting Malcolm Feng very much. It was too bad to spend money to buy it.

He admitted that he had fallen in love with Malcolm Feng back then. Malcolm Feng was perfect, with a sparkling family background and a handsome face. He was also extremely smart and outstanding. Not only were they alumni, but the multinational company where he interned in his senior year also happened to have the same surname. Feng, so the two naturally became friends.

Compared with the illusory admiration for Gideon due to their brief interaction in the afternoon of their senior year of high school, the affection for Malcolm Feng is obviously more real, at least not out of reach. If Gideon had not returned to China, and if nothing happened later, he would have stayed in the Feng family's company.

However, he still doesn't feel much guilt towards Malcolm Feng. Because at the age when he longed for love, when he hid his affection for Malcolm Feng and tried to make friends, he felt that as smart as Malcolm Feng, he actually knew everything, but he was not too hasty or too slow, neither far nor near. If it weren't for Gideon With the emergence of Malcolm Feng, the high-minded Malcolm Feng will not change his attitude from being dispensable to being necessary. The same is true for Gideon. If there is no rival like Malcolm Feng, he may never even be able to remember his name. .

Men, they all have this kind of virtue, they are competitive. He could see clearly from that time that neither Gideon nor Malcolm Feng liked him, but the pleasure of defeating their opponents. He should have been the winner, but unfortunately, he liked Gideon. .

Once you like it, you lose it from the beginning.

He He took a deep breath, started the car, and drove home.

Halfway through, he received a text message from Malcolm Feng, which contained only three short words: I'm sorry.

He didn't reply, but deleted Malcolm Feng's phone number.

He didn't know what Malcolm Feng's intention was today, but it was definitely not his old feelings for him. Although the two of them have not been in contact over the years, he can get news about Malcolm Feng from his former classmates from time to time. The Feng family's little wife has always been the object of everyone's attention. It is difficult for him not to know. Over the years, Malcolm Feng was never idle.

He could guess Malcolm Feng's anger and embarrassment at being squeezed out after meeting Gideon as soon as he returned to China. The defeat and frustration six years ago all came to his mind, and he felt more and more that he couldn't lose face. So, what did he want to get back? Probably so. Apart from that, he couldn't think of any reason why Malcolm Feng was still interested in him.

Many people think that he is ignorant of worldly affairs. In fact, he is just unsociable, but he sees people better than anyone else. Sometimes people live too clearly, which is very tiring.

News of Preston Gu's resignation quickly spread throughout the company. He had already submitted his resignation, so there was nothing to hide.

He He heard rumors that after Gu Qing Pei was poached, his annual salary doubled. He He was very happy for Gu Qing Pei. If Gu Qing Pei really started the business of the new company, it would give him one more choice.

Preston Gu's subordinates were organizing a farewell party, and all the employees who had a good relationship with Preston Gu were invited. There were no big leaders, so why were they invited?

On Friday afternoon, He He drove a few colleagues to the hotel they had booked. The eldest lady who always spoke casually was also in the car.

As soon as she got in the car, the eldest sister looked left and right and said, "Mr. He, this is my first time riding in your car. This car costs more than one million."

Why did he say "hmm" and stared straight ahead.

"Mr. He is really young, promising and handsome. It's true. Mr. He, I'm not bragging. My niece is a perfect match for you. She's 1.7 meters tall, fair and fair, and now works in a bank. , with an annual salary of 300,000."

Mr. He smiled and said nothing.

Lila Chen coughed slightly, bumped her eldest sister with her elbow, and secretly rolled her eyes. Mr. He doesn't lose his temper easily, but he also has a very cold personality. This eldest sister really doesn't know how to look at others.

The eldest sister said disappointedly: "Mr. He, what kind of girl do you like? Let me introduce you to her? I know a lot of girls of the right age."

He He frowned slightly. From the time he joined the company to now, all the people who want to introduce him to his girlfriend, from leaders to employees, are like flies. It seems that the older he gets, the more people around him treat him as single. His tolerance level was getting lower and lower, and it was annoying to be like this all the time. He coughed lightly and said, "Sister Yang, please bother me. I don't plan to have a girlfriend, and I don't want to get married."

Sister Yang's eyes widened: "Why?" She couldn't help but look down, wondering if something was wrong.

That look was quite disrespectful. Everyone else in the car was embarrassed and broke into a cold sweat for her.

Why is it a bit funny, but he is not without this sense. He said calmly: "My parents have been at odds since I was a child. My father passed away when I was in middle school. My mother never came to see me after she remarried. I don't care about marriage." I don’t trust you, so I won’t get married.”

There was silence in the car. After a while, Sister Yang said "oh" twice, not knowing what to answer.

He He glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Thank you, Sister Yang, for your kindness, but I came to the company for work, not to find a girlfriend. I hope you won't mention anything unrelated to work in front of me in the future." He There was no ups and downs in her tone, but the warning in her eyes made Sister Yang shiver.

No one in the company knows why he has a cold personality and is not sullen at ordinary times, but when he falls out, he never gives anyone face.

Along the way, no one dared to speak out.

When they arrived at the hotel, Mr. He led people to the big box. Some colleagues had already arrived and were singing. There were rows of wine on the table next to them.

"Mr. He."

"Mr. He is here."

Why nodded one by one: "Where are Mr. Gu and the others?"

"The road is blocked, Mr. He, can you sing?"

"I'm out of tune. You guys sing while I make a phone call." The box was filled with a group of small staff, none of whom were at the same level or higher than him. He was here, and these young people felt uncomfortable. Feeling uncomfortable, I simply grabbed my phone and went out.

He walked along the corridor to a balcony. Just as he was about to turn on his phone to check the news, Gideon called.

He He's eyes lit up and he immediately pressed the call button: "Hello, Ju Han."

"Well, what are you doing?" Gideon's voice was lazy. His lazy tone, slightly hoarse voice and inexplicable exotic accent were once hailed by the media as the S3xiest voice in the world. One, although it is just a compliment, but it is indeed true for Bryce He, especially the suppressed low gasping that Gideon makes when his desire is strong, which can make people's ears climax.

As expected of a singer who has become popular over the years, Gideon has a voice that was born to do this.

After a brief period of confusion, He He said: "We have dinner."

"You're bored, come and stay with me."

"It's better to leave now, later?"

"How late."

"Nine o'clock."

There was silence on the other end of the phone: "No, come here now."

He He said softly: "I really can't leave this dinner party. I'll try to go as early as possible, okay?"

"It's up to you." Gideon's tone was obviously unhappy, and he hung up the phone after saying that.

He He was holding his cell phone and was hesitating when the elevator door opened. He heard Preston Gu's hearty laughter. He cheered up and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Gu."

"Hey, Vincent He, it's so early, let's go for a walk, go into the box, what are you doing standing outside?"

"Make a call."

"Who is it?" Preston Gu smiled and blinked. That narrow-minded expression coupled with that handsome face was really charming: "Is your girlfriend urging you to go home for dinner?"

He He smiled: "No, let's go, most of the people are here."

At the dinner table, Preston Gu was still very polite. He briefly introduced his plans after leaving his job and the new company he was going to. Of course, he also gave his old employer face and told them to work hard, even if there was no one with a higher position than him today. The person is here and his words are flawless.

A subordinate asked about the company where Preston Gu switched jobs: "Mr. Gu, is that a company controlled by the Yuan family? I heard that the Yuan family acquired 6,000 acres of land in Lishui Bay this year. It's really a big deal."

"Yuan Lijiang has always been generous."

Preston Gu smiled: "Yes, I will also participate in this project. If you are interested in building commercial housing in the future, come to me and I will give you an internal price."

"Wow, thank you Mr. Gu."

A female employee smiled and said, "Hey, I've also heard about Yuan's family. I saw on the Internet that Yuan Lijiang's eldest son is super handsome. It's just a blurry photo taken secretly, but he's really super handsome." "

"It's quite blurry and you can still see that he's super handsome. Maybe it's the angle."

"You see for yourself, I'll show it to you..."

Several young employees started chatting and gossiping. Preston Gu looked at Bryce He with a smile: "You didn't eat much, the food didn't suit your appetite?"

"No, I eat less at night and am on a diet."

"Oh, this is a good habit. I mainly eat vegetarian food at night. Once a man is over thirty, his metabolism decreases and he is particularly prone to gain weight." Preston Gu thought for a while, "You are not thirty yet, are you?"

"Twenty-eight, almost the same as Mr. Gu."

Preston Gu smiled and shook his head: "Do you also think it's hard for me to understand that I reached this position in my thirties and was so stable, but then there was a big turmoil?"

He He said: "I think Mr. Gu has carefully considered every step. Moreover, the annual salary there is higher, so it is not a big turmoil."

Preston Gu's smile deepened and he looked so high-spirited: "That makes sense." He picked up the wine glass.

He He quickly raised his glass and said first, "I would like to take this glass with you. I wish you great success in your new environment."

Preston Gu clinked the glass with him with a smile and drank it all in one gulp.

After the meal, some of them sang, some chatted, and some tasted wine. He He chatted with Preston Gu for a while and couldn't help but look at his watch twice.

Such a small move was also noticed by Preston Gu: "What's wrong, are you in a hurry to leave?"

Why did he say awkwardly: "Uh, something happened..."

"Oh, let's go back first."

"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Preston Gu smiled and said: "Okay, you owe me a meal. Can you drive? I'll ask the driver to take you off?"

"I've only had a few sips, so it's no problem."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu. Let's meet again another day."

"See you."

As soon as He He left the box, he quickened his pace and ran to the parking lot. It was just after eight o'clock, much earlier than he expected. It was not far from Gideon's apartment. If he went faster, he could arrive at half past eight.

Fortunately, there was no traffic jam at this point, so he arrived at the place quickly, bought Gideon's favorite crab roe wontons downstairs, and took the elevator upstairs.

He just rang the doorbell and when the door was opened, he was stunned by the person who opened the door.

A strange, very handsome boy.