MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 90

The atmosphere in the supermarket is a bit strange.

The boss, Monk Zhang Er, couldn't figure it out, so he went on his own.

Zibai wiped off the blood on her fingers, but her eyes still fell on Qi Zizhi.

I haven't seen him for almost two years, this big idiot's burned face has been rectified and no traces can be seen, and he looks like a different person from before.

Also amnesia.

The friends who joined the group were not reminded when they went online. If Ziobai didn't feel familiar, he wouldn't have looked twice and found that the strange man was walking unsteadily, so he would check the account grouping situation.

Almost as a passerby.

The arc of Zibazania's mouth was even bigger, full of malice.

The man frowned: "You know me?"

Before Zibai could speak, there was a crisp sound of high-heeled shoes trampling the ground outside the supermarket, from far to near, accompanied by a shout: "Yi Zhe!"

The sound was as urgent as walking, full of panic.

Jiao Bai looked past Qi Zizhi, and moved towards the door. He saw a woman walking in quickly, and stared at him for a moment, which was fleeting.

But Zibazania was caught.

The woman who entered the supermarket knew him, and this was not the most important thing, the most important thing was that he also felt that the other party looked familiar.

Those phoenix eyes...

A cartoon and a figure flashed in Ziobai's mind, his eyes opened, isn't this woman Cen Jingmo's younger sister!

He didn't remember what it was called, but he only remembered that she had appeared in "Broken Wings" a few times, and the last time was on the streets of a foreign country, and through her mouth, she gave the news of Cen Jingmo's death.

That yin and yang, distorted and resentful voice was in line with Li Jue's personality that she couldn't understand, and she finally made Li Jue burst into tears of guilt for her brother.

"Ayu."

Qi Zizhi, also Yi Zhe, strode up to the woman with a shopping bag in his hand, and passed by Jiaobai without stopping.

Cen Yu took Yi Zhe's hand and lowered his voice: "Go to the car first, I'll do some shopping."

"What else do you want to buy?" Yi Zhe said, "I'll wait for you."

"No need." Cen Yu said softly, "Go to the car, I'll go shopping and I'll be back in a while."

Cen Yu pushed her boyfriend away, making sure he was gone, and then looked at the young man standing in front of several flower baskets. She pointed to a shelf and said, "Can we go over there and have a chat?"

She knew that her eyes were exposed when she entered the supermarket, and she could tell that the young man had recognized her boyfriend's identity. Although she was shocked by his sensitivity and sharpness that was different from ordinary people, she decided to follow the trend.

However, the parties did not buy her account.

"I want to talk to you about your elder brother." Cen Yu said to the young man who ignored her.

Ziababa responded this time, and he smiled: "Madam, you have misunderstood me. I am an orphan, without father, mother, or brother."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Cen Yuhua's delicately made-up face, which was quickly covered up by her. She said to herself, "I am your elder brother's psychiatrist. His brain waves are divided into two layers."

Zizania smacks its lips, it's not amnesia, it's an upgraded version of a wimp who doesn't want to face reality, and split up.

The vengeful bad taste that had been born suddenly vented completely, and Zibai lost interest.

"He has two personalities, one named Yi Zhe, who has a healthy and complete growth experience, gentle personality, and self-cultivation, just like what you saw just now, while his self, Qi Zizhi, is extremely decadent and antisocial I have been suppressed by a large number of targeted drugs, and I haven’t come out for a long time.” Cen Yu pulled the couple bracelet on his wrist and sighed long, “We have been living abroad, and this time we returned to China to participate in my brother’s I didn't want to bring him to the wedding, but my family wanted to take the opportunity to meet him, so I had to come back."

"At that time, you will attend with the Qi family. It's good to see you in advance." Cen Yu brows felt a little grateful, "At least this environment is much better than the crowded Cen family."

Zibai raised her eyebrows lightly. This woman is different from the character in the original book. It is because of her emotional experience that she has changed. In her eyes, she does not have the pride of a rich lady, but only the ordinary and precipitated happiness.

Boyfriend split personality, isn't it equivalent to strapping an indeterminate time bomb around him, can this lead to happiness? Zizania is hard to understand.

"My brother doesn't know that Yi Zhe is the eldest son of the Qi family whose life and death are unknown, and no one in the country knows about it." Cen Yu pleaded, "I hope you treat him as a stranger at the wedding banquet, and you can control your expressions and eyes a little bit, and don't show it." Flaws attract other people's attention, he can't have too much contact with you, and he can't have the slightest suspicion, otherwise it will make his self..."

Jiaobai interrupted: "Have you finished?"

Cen Yu was not disturbed, nor was she angry. She went on to say: "The Qi family fell into disrepair the year before last. Yi Zhe tied you on board and did some wrong things, hurt you, and almost cost you your life. The second brother learned about it, a big mistake has been made, time cannot go back, I apologize to you on behalf of your elder brother."

Zibazania's face is cold, and a classic line is going to be used here, just that "Apologizing is useful, why do you need the police".

You don't have to ask for the sins you have suffered, but forgiveness is another matter.

"pata"

The metal buckle of the leather bag was opened.

"Considering Yi Zhe's condition, the second brother was afraid that his real self would come out, so he didn't recognize him, and the two brothers didn't live together." Cen Yu took out a notepad and pen from her bag, and she wrote Put down two strings of numbers, tear off the piece of paper and pass them over, "The first number belongs to my second brother. Before returning home, he asked me to give you his contact information if he sees you. If you don't want to contact him, someday Contact, it's all up to you."

Zizania didn't pick up the paper.

Cen Yu put the paper on the flower basket: "The second number is mine. I am the second miss of the Cen family. Although I am not as good as my brother, I still have certain shares and resources in my hands. If you are useful someday Where I am, you can find me."

"Please don't touch Yi Zhe at the wedding banquet." Cen Yu clutched the expensive designer bag in his hand, bent his body wrapped in a high-tailored business suit, and bowed to the young man.

Zibai waved his hand impatiently, and said with a sneer, "Second Miss Cen, take good care of your boyfriend and don't let him talk to me." Otherwise, who knows what the **** will happen.

Cen Yu's face brightened, "I will."

Someone came in from outside the door, Cen Yu brushed her hair, casually took two bottles of water, paid the bill and left.

Qi Er didn't look at the woman who left, his attention was all on Bai Shao's roses, and he didn't know how many master Qi could receive.

When Ziabab arrived at Qi's, he only held a single rose in his hand.

Qi Er in the back covered his face like a toothache, and Bai Shao squatted in front of the supermarket to pick flowers for a long time, and finally bought one. He recalled the boss's expression, and his mouth twitched.

Qi Yiliao was in a meeting, Jiao Bai verified his identity and entered his office with ease, and saw the extra vase on the desk at first sight.

Zizania: "..."

The figure of the vase is very slender, suitable for holding a flower, and the matching is very emotional.

After dozens of seconds, a rose was thrown in.

Ziao Bai took off the mask and hat, took off the sun protection clothing, closed his eyes, and sprayed some medicine on the itchy eyes.

"Young Master Bai, the chairman asked me to take you to the meeting room." The second secretary came in with a washed peach.

Zizania took a bite of the wet peach: "I won't go."

The second secretary is a young talent from a side branch of the Qi family, Qi Huai. He just returned to China not long ago. He has a high-end face, single eyelids, elongated eyes, and his body proportions are not inferior to those of the models in magazines. At this moment, he didn't make a long speech to persuade, nor did he leave, and his attitude was firm and rigid.

Jiaobai glanced at the second secretary and thought of Chen Yiming, who was still sheltering from the limelight in a small place thousands of miles away from the shopping mall.

Recently, two members of Shen Er'an's black technology team have been in and out of Shen Ji's. The reason is that Shen's accounts for the past five years have been found to be problematic, and the whereabouts of a sum of funds is unknown.

Maybe Shen Ji really didn't know about it, and Chen Yiming gave away the funds. After all, he is not as arrogant and inflated as his master.

The master was stuck in a quagmire, but Chen Yiming, a subordinate, was able to escape. His ability to judge the situation was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Hearing a sigh, Qi Huai pushed the thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, subconsciously raised his head, and met a bright and bright gaze.

Zizania's cheeks were twitching, and her pure and harmless eyebrows smelled of medicine raised: "Your appearance is suitable for developing in the fashion circle, and it is a waste to enter the financial circle."

Qi Huai's fair and recognizable face was slightly red.

Zizania quickly gnawed off the remaining peaches, reached for the tissue box on the desk, took one to wipe his mouth, threw it away, and replaced it with another to wipe the peach juice between his fingers: "Let's go, take me to the meeting room."

There was surprise in Qi Huai's eyes behind the lenses.

"I won't go, can you do business?" Ziabai finished casually, and found that the senior in front of him blushed like the peach he had just eaten, and he clicked his teeth with the tip of his sweet tongue against his teeth. Where did the old pervert find a secretary? , the same as the little lady.

Jiao Bai entered the meeting room, under the eyes of the high-level executives, he walked to the empty chair in front of the conference table and sat down, smiling at Qi Yiliao above him.

During this period of time, Qi Yiliao called him to work. During his boredom, he flipped through a lot of Qi's documents, and also appeared in the video conference to follow him. Unknowingly, he got acquainted with the senior management.

"Continue." Qi Yiliao knocked on the table with folded hands.

The executive in front of the large monitor responded, he cleared his throat, straightened his suit, and continued talking.

Qi Yiliao was so absorbed in what he heard, he didn't look at Jiaobai.

However, as soon as Ziobac swiped his phone, he would be cast with a majestic gaze from above, so he had no choice but to... desert in the feeling of being in class.

The feet under the table were touched, and Zibai turned to look at the executive next to him.

The executive was a fat man, and he winked at Zizania. It took a long time for Ziobai to understand what he meant, and glanced down.

The fat uncle's note has been delivered for a long time. Zibania had both hands on the table, and he had no intention of stretching them out. He mouthed and said: No notes are passed in class.

The executives who were flipping through the documents turned their eyes tactfully, and all took a sneak peek there.

The pen between Qi Yiliao's fingers left a black spot on the paper, he raised his eyes: "What's going on?"

Seeing the chairman looking over, the fat uncle had no choice but to stand up holding the note: "Chairman, my daughter likes Young Master Bai very much. She always told me that I couldn't hold back just now, and impulsively wrote my daughter's WeChat, wanting to let you know." Bai Shao added her."

Before Qi Yiliao could speak, Ziobai couldn't help but ask, "Does your daughter know who I am?"

The fat uncle nodded honestly: "She is your fan."

Zibazania's face is full of disbelief, I still have fans? I? just me?

The fat uncle coughed embarrassingly: "She saw your personal story report on Weibo, and felt that you lived an inspirational life and was her role model."

Zizania: "..."

Sensing Qi Yiliao's teasing gaze, Jiaobai squinted and stared at him, laughing like a fart!

The small episode in the meeting room led to the follow-up that when Zibai was sitting in the open-air restaurant, he was still checking Weibo.

The report on personal deeds first appeared half a month ago. It was released by a blogger with a very good reputation. Praise the strength of the little people.

It really made him a positive representative, and he has received a lot of praise and support from the outside world.

Poor people stand up and bring positive energy.

Qi Yiliao sat on the white-gray textured sofa, crossed his legs, and clasped the retro-colored wooden table a few times with his fingers: "Stop brushing."

Zibania stopped brushing, and he looked around. Almost all the furniture on the top floor of the restaurant was made of wood, including the canopy above his head.

There are potted flowers on each table, candles lit in glass shades, and lots of plants around. Not far to the left is an entire shelf, with rows of lush green ivy.

Eating here is comfortable.

Under the chandelier, Zia Bai rested his chin on his hands, watching Qi Yiliao swing the white wine in the wine vessel, the icy air that floated out was blown towards him by the wind, turned into white mist and melted into his pores.

"It's another summer, time flies by so fast." Zia Bai throws up a meaningless topic, "I'm already twenty-one, and I haven't gone to college yet, so I'm so anxious." No, Qi Shuang and I are fraternal eggs Twins, then my real age should be one year younger than I am now, twenty.

I haven't gone to college yet at 20, so I'm still in a hurry.

"You can go to university in September." Zhang Zhen's fleshy face was full of helplessness, "The problem is that you study medicine, and you have a bachelor's and master's degree in eight years. If you go on to study..."

Ziabab said, "I don't study for a Ph. D."

"Then after you finish your master's degree, you need to be a professional trainer to do odd jobs," Zhang Zhen said about the information he found out, "On duty for exams, on duty for exams, and the cycle continues."

"..." Ziobai stretched his neck and shouted, "The food, why haven't they been served yet?"

Zhang Zhen patted his younger brother on the head, and asked Qi Yiliao: "Third brother, he graduated from medical school in vain. Is there any hospital in Xicheng that he can enter?"

Just as Ziobai wanted to say that he couldn't go through the back door, Qi Yiluo said, "We'll talk after we've finished our studies."

"Every line of work has its own hardships," Qi Yiloo wiped his fingers with a disinfectant wipe, "I'm the boss, and I can't get a good night's sleep even after a month."

Zibai glanced at him: "But you earn a lot."

Qi Yiluo wiped his hands clean, took a cherry tomato from the fruit plate and ate it, with a distressed expression: "I have no idea about money."

Ziao Bai yelled with a dark face: "Where's the food? Is it going to be served?!"