Suifeng was laughing frivolously - Mu He originally thought that this was the most incredible thing he had encountered this year.

As a result, now his boss appeared in front of him and said to him: "Mu He, I am Sui Feng."

The smile on Mu He's face froze on the spot. If he wasn't afraid of affecting others in public, he would have pretended to die on the spot.

In fact, Feng Xiyan was no less shocked than Mu He at this moment, but he was better at controlling his expression and emotions than Mu He.

——I never expected that the person I had been looking for was right under my nose.

"You..." Feng Xiyan almost blurted out to ask Mu He if he was Murong He, but finally held back, "Just call me Xiyan from now on."

"Oh." Mu He responded indifferently, and the smile on his face was completely gone.

He stood there in silence for a while, then he remembered that there were two people behind him. He quickly turned his back to Feng Xiyan, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Everyone is here, let's go. Have you had lunch? Do you want to go eat together first?"

"Is he Suifeng?" Fan Shu glanced at Feng Xiyan behind Mu He, then turned his gaze back to Mu He's face and raised his eyebrows.

It's embarrassing that the gaming friend I once fought alongside is actually my boss.

But Fan Shu didn't care who the other people were. He looked at Yuan Yitong beside him and asked him, "Have you had lunch?"

Fan Shu's voice gives people a warm feeling, and coupled with his gentle tone, when he speaks, it is like a soft breeze blowing, making people feel very comfortable.

Yuan Yitong looked at him and shook his head, so Fan Shu said to Mu He, "No, let's go and have dinner." Then he glanced at Feng Xiyan, and seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he didn't ask any more questions.

This is where Mu He and Yuan Yitong live, so naturally they were the ones in charge. They took everyone to a nearby Sichuan restaurant and asked for a small private room.

During this process, Feng Xiyan finally took her eyes off Mu He's back and noticed Yuan Yitong in a black dress and Fan Shu carrying a backpack.

No one introduced him, so he could only judge for himself - if Mu He was Mu He, then Fan Shu was naturally the one who killed the world.

As for Yuan Yitong...

Feng Xiyan looked at his slender back. If she hadn't investigated him beforehand, she really wouldn't have been able to tell that he was a man.

Obviously, secret investigations cannot be disclosed.

In that case, he could only pretend that he knew nothing.

After the four of them entered the private room, Feng Xiyan and Fan Shu sat down face to face, while Mu He took Yuan Yitong to order food.

After the two came back, they looked at the seats next to Feng Xiyan and Fan Shu, and were a little unsure of where to sit.

Finally, it was Fan Shu who took the lead in helping Yuan Yitong pull out a chair: "Please sit down."

Yuan Yitong smiled at him and sat down beside him.

Fan Shu looked at his soft profile, his face full of satisfaction.

Then Mu He looked at the empty seat next to Feng Xiyan and felt hopeless.

Feng Xiyan looked up at him with an expressionless face.

Mu He sighed secretly. Considering that Yuan Yitong and Fan Shu were present, no matter how much he resisted, he could only sit next to Feng Xiyan.

However, it always feels so unreal... After half a year, I can still sit side by side with Xiao Qingkuang, and it's in reality.

Feng Xiyan withdrew her gaze from Mu He, lowered her long eyelashes and frowned.

He now had a strong urge to grab Mu He and prevent him from escaping from him again, but he knew that this would only make Mu He disgusted.

He tried to say something to Mu He to deepen their relationship, but he didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Mu He noticed that the atmosphere had become a little awkward, so he took the initiative to talk to him: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect that we were in the same company. If I had known, I would have asked you to take me here."

Feng Xiyan looked up at him: "Well, next time you get off work, tell me and I'll take you home."

Mu He: “…”

Okay, it’s confirmed, laugh it off.

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However, the reason why he quit the circle in anger was not because Xiao Qingkuang couldn't chat, but because of his attitude.

——You can choose not to speak up for me, but why do you help those stupid teammates to blame me?

Dogs are more frivolous than smiles.

Mu He rolled his eyes in his heart and struggled to bring the topic back: "Forget it, work is work, and games are games, don't mix them up. In the company, you are still my boss. What boss would send employees home every day?"

Feng Xiyan opened his mouth to refute, but stopped himself.

He tried hard to suppress the impulse in his heart and told himself - it’s okay, there is still a long way to go.

Anyway, he already knew that Mu He was Mu He, so he didn't have to worry about not having the opportunity to get closer to him in the future.

Little did they know that Mu He had already prepared to resign...

At this moment, Fan Shu finally noticed something was wrong. He sensed the resistance to Feng Xiyan in Mu He's tone, and at the same time, he also sensed Feng Xiyan's... how should I put it? Possessiveness?

A normal boss would not offer to send his employees home from get off work every day after knowing that their gaming friends are his employees.

Then Fan Shu remembered what Suifeng had told him in the game, that he suspected Mu He was the person he had been looking for.

What is going on with these two people?

Fan Shu thought so in his heart, but showed nothing on his face. When the dishes came, he picked up Yuan Yitong's bowl and chopsticks very naturally and helped him pick up some cashews.

He didn't know about the other dishes, but this one must have been ordered by Yuan Yitong, because Waltz had said in a previous interview that he liked to eat cashews.

Yuan Yitong took his bowl from Fan Shu in a daze, made a "xi" sound, and almost said the word "thank you", and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fan Shu looked at him and smiled, then said gently, "No need to thank me. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll help you."

"Hey, hey, hey, let me tell you..." Mu He, who was sitting across from the two of them, couldn't stand it any longer. "Fan Shu, that's enough. Yi Tong just has a sore throat, not a broken arm. He can just pick up whatever he wants to eat!"

Fan Shu raised his eyes calmly: "He didn't say anything, why are you so anxious?"

Mu He: "Can he speak? Can he speak when his throat is inflamed? You better stop it, don't think I can't see that you want to..."

Before he could finish his words, Mu He saw his bowl being taken away.

Mu He looked in disbelief along the hand holding the bowl, and looked at Feng Xiyan beside him. Feng Xiyan looked around the table, turned back and looked at him, and asked him: "What do you want to eat?"

"You..." Mu He didn't know how he resisted the urge to cover Feng Xiyan's face with the bowl.

This person is obviously very good at playing games and handles work in an orderly manner. When discussing the new character's skills with him, his clear thinking made him admired.

But why...why is it like this when interacting with others in private?

Mu He took a deep breath and snatched his bowl from Feng Xiyan.

Feng Xiyan's eyelashes trembled, and she looked up at him with a complicated look in her eyes.

Mu He mustered up the courage for the first time, stared at him for a long time, and then said coldly: "Mr. Feng, don't you know that it is very rude to move other people's bowls without permission?"

Feng Xiyan glanced towards Fan Shu, expressing confusion with his eyes - why could he do it?

Mu He naturally understood his look: "Didn't you see the rose in Yi Tong's hand? It was given to him by Fan Shu. Yi Tong didn't refuse it. Isn't that obvious enough?"

One sends flowers, the other accepts them. Fan Shu also says that he is open to both men and women - these two people are already testing the waters before getting together.

Mu He was just joking just now and had no intention of blaming Fan Shu.

Why does Feng Xiyan think that if Fan Shu can help Yuan Yitong pick up food, he can help Mu He pick up food?

Fortunately, Feng Xiyan quickly understood after Mu He's reminder and apologized to him: "Sorry."

Mu He was stunned for a moment and suddenly forgot what he wanted to say next.

——In his memory, this was the first time Xiao Qingkuang had apologized...

The person living in Mu He's memory has always been arrogant and will never bow to anyone.

Mu He sat next to Feng Xiyan and suddenly realized that this was the first time he was so close to him, so close that he could count his eyelashes.

Feng Xiyan is really handsome, and you can tell that God has blessed him.

Good-looking, with good background and capable.

Is it because of this that God took away his emotional intelligence?

Mu He pursed his lips and stood up from the chair: "I'm going to the bathroom."

As he spoke, he turned around, but he had only taken a step when he heard the sound of a chair behind him - Feng Xiyan also stood up.

Mu He didn't dare to stay too long and quickened his pace to leave the private room.

Feng Xiyan looked at his back and clearly wanted to chase him, but Fan Shu stopped her in time: "Don't chase him, he won't disappear."

Feng Xiyan was stunned for a moment and turned to look at him.

Fan Shu looked him in the eye calmly: "If you chase him, he might really disappear."

Feng Xiyan hesitated for a while and finally sat back in his original seat.

He picked up his chopsticks and quickly put them down again. He really had no appetite to eat anything.

Yuan Yitong looked at him, then at the empty seat next to him, and frowned. He never expected that things would develop into this state.

He is slow, but he is not stupid - Feng Xiyan's attitude towards Mu He is really weird, and Mu He's reaction also makes him concerned.

He didn't want to speak at first, but he couldn't help it: "I say..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Xiyan and Fan Shu looked at him at the same time, both of them with calm expressions, without any surprise on their faces.

The corner of Yuan Yitong's lips twitched, and he vaguely realized something.

But he didn't have time to think about that right now. He looked at Feng Xiyan and said, "Mr. Feng...right? I think you just don't watch enough TV dramas, especially those cliché dramas at 8 o'clock."

Feng Xiyan looked at Yuan Yitong and slowly typed a question mark in the air?

"Okay, I'll be frank." Yuan Yitong was convinced. "I'm not afraid of being disliked by you. Anyway, I just don't want to see Mu Tou get wronged, so I'll be frank - I don't object to you liking Mu Tou, but until you understand how to read the atmosphere and how to get along with people, please stay away from Mu Tou, otherwise you will only bring harm to Mu Tou."

Feng Xiyan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Yuan Yitong continued, "Do you know what your behavior looks like to me? It's greasy. I don't see any feelings between you and Mu Tou. I only see you forcing her to flirt with him, regardless of whether she's willing or not. This behavior, not to mention Mu Tou, would be disgusted, I would be too..."

He stopped talking halfway when he heard Mu He's footsteps, then carefully glanced at Fan Shu beside him.

I didn't expect that my relationship, which had just begun, would end so badly. I don't know how to explain it...

However, Fan Shu did not blame him. Instead, he smiled and said these four words: "You are right."

Yuan Yitong blinked.

Fan Shu tentatively raised a hand towards him. Seeing that he didn't dodge, he confidently touched his face, gently rubbing his overly soft face with his thumb. "Okay, let's eat. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll help you get it."

Hearing his still gentle voice, Yuan Yitong was completely relieved and said "hmm".

At this time, Mu He entered the private room and sat down next to Feng Xiyan.

He looked the same as usual: "Come on, come on, let's eat, hurry up and finish eating and go to Yitong's house together. I tell you, Yitong's house is huge, it's scary to live alone!"

"Hey!" Yuan Yitong glared at Mu He.

Mu He was stunned on the spot, then glanced at Fan Shu. Seeing that there was no surprise on his face, he immediately understood: "Damn! You asked me to help you hide it, but I just went to the bathroom and you blew yourself up? Stupid!"

Yuan Yitong yelled back on the spot: "You've been in the bathroom for so long, who's going to liven things up if I don't say anything? You idiot!"

Fan Shu couldn't help but laugh: "You two are very close? College roommates?"

"Oh my god, you guessed it right at the first try. You're amazing!" Mu He was really impressed by Fan Shu. He felt that this guy was always online in terms of both IQ and EQ. He was much better than someone who couldn't chat.

The person who couldn't chat silently poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

Mu He didn't know what Yuan Yitong had said to Feng Xiyan. Anyway, after he came back from the bathroom, Feng Xiyan became much more obedient. She never tried to flirt with him again, and rarely participated in their conversations. She just drank two bottles of wine in silence.

After lunch, the group went to Yuan Yitong's home.

Ever since Yuan Yitong decided to speak, the atmosphere between them has been very lively and there has never been a dull moment.

Fan Shu always looked at Yuan Yitong with a smile. Rather than looking at someone he liked, his eyes looked more like he was looking at a fragile treasure - he wanted to touch it but was afraid it would break.

Fan Shu wasn't surprised at all that Yuan Yitong would help Mu He confront Feng Xiyan. This person had always been like this: when he was wronged, he wouldn't say a word, but when he saw others being wronged, he would confront them even at the cost of his own life.

Yuan Yitong’s house is indeed big. Because it is on the top floor, it has two floors, like a maze, but he is the only one living there.

"I'm warning you, don't go upstairs, do you hear me?"

Before the door was opened, Yuan Yitong gave a serious warning, but was then exposed by Mu He on the spot: "Who wants to go upstairs to see the women's clothing you collected, you idiot!"

"Damn! Mu Tou, are you trying to pick a fight with me today?" Yuan Yitong glared at Mu He, but the next second he pulled Mu He to the kitchen, "By the way, I remembered I bought a watermelon yesterday. Come and help me cut it."

"You don't have hands yourself?"

"I only have two hands! How about I cut the watermelon and you make tea?"

"Okay, okay, I'll cut the watermelon, and you should do the difficult task of making tea."

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The two people's voices disappeared in the direction of the kitchen. Fan Shu looked in that direction for a while, and suddenly turned around as if realizing something, just in time to meet Feng Xiyan's gaze.

Fan Shu raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to tell me?"

Feng Xiyan hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "I don't know what to do."

The person he was looking for was right in front of him. He was now 70% sure that Mu He was Murong He, but he had no idea what to do.

It was too abrupt to directly bring up what happened that year and apologize, and attempts to build closer relations were repeatedly frustrated.

Feng Xiyan now even has the illusion that no matter what he does, it is wrong.

However, if you do nothing, you will just stay where you are and will never be able to reach the person you want to reach in your entire life.

"I want to get close to Mu He. What should I do?" Feng Xiyan asked Fan Shu.

"You are amazing." Fan Shu didn't know what had happened between Feng Xiyan and Mu He in the past, but he could probably guess something now - Mu He was probably badly hurt by Feng Xiyan.

Fan Shu felt that if Feng Xiyan always maintained this personality, it would be impossible to win Mu He back, so it would be good if he didn't continue to hurt Mu He.

But he still patiently answered Feng Xiyan: "It's not difficult actually. When two strong people are together, one of them has to bow down. Now that you are pursuing him, of course you have to bow down."

Feng Xiyan frowned: "What do you mean by bowing your head?"

Fan Shu: "...Fuck, brother, are you kidding me?"

Feng Xiyan looked at him silently and slowly typed a question mark in the air?

Fan Shu really felt sympathy for Mu He at this moment and could completely understand Mu He's feelings.

He coughed and patted Feng Xiyan's shoulder: "Yuan Shen said you don't watch enough TV dramas, but I don't think so. You deserve a beating from society. I suggest you work as an employee in another company for a year. Then you will know what 'bow your head', what 'compromise', and what 'the will to survive' mean."

Feng Xiyan was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, Mu He and Yuan Yitong came out of the kitchen.

Fan Shu took the initiative to go forward and took the two cups from Yuan Yitong: "I'll do it."

"Thank you." Yuan Yitong said, and couldn't help laughing, "Haha, I can finally say it out."

Feng Xiyan silently watched Mu He bring the plate full of watermelon to him. He wanted to help but didn't know whether he should.

Finally, he couldn't help but speak: "If you need any help, you can tell me."

Mu He glanced at him and couldn't help but retort, "Don't bother your president."

Feng Xiyan frowned: "But I want to help you."

Mu He let go of the plate, raised his eyes and looked at the person standing in front of him, only to feel a breath stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

Originally, Mu He wanted to endure it a little longer, at least until today, but now he really couldn't bear it anymore.

He realized that the moment he knew Feng Xiyan was Xiao Qingkuang, he could no longer distinguish the person in front of him from Xiao Qingkuang.

He practically yelled out on the spot: "You want to help me now?! What about back then?!"

Yuan Yitong was startled by Mu He's suddenly raised voice and almost knocked over the other two cups in his hands. Fortunately, Fan Shu was quick to hold his hands.

Then, the two heard Mu He call out a name that absolutely could not appear here:

"Laughing frivolously! Get out of here!"