On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chapter 142: Not a Rekindled Love

On the way back to the old house, the two of them were silent.

Chi Mu looked at Chen Qian through the rearview mirror several times, but could only see his profile facing the car window.

A little abnormal, but understandable.

After all, we haven't seen each other for so long, it's possible that we are a little distant.

is it possible?

How is that possible?! Aren’t they the same as before when they’re drunk and affectionate? But when they wake up early in the morning, they become distant.

Chi Mu was feeling restless, but he drove silently without showing any emotion.

The car stopped at some point.

A hand crossed across Chen Qian's waist, and the distance between them suddenly shortened, bringing with it an unfamiliar scent of sandalwood.

Click——

The hand unbuckled the seatbelt.

"What are you thinking about? You didn't react even when we got home." Chi Mu retreated to the driver's seat, took out the key and looked at Chen Qian who had just come to his senses.

Chen Qian looked in a daze, following the direction of the withdrawn hand, and immediately met Chi Mu's eyes.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he nodded hurriedly, opened the door and got out of the car.

Chi Mu was left alone, looking through the car window at the figure hurrying home.

……

"Where did you go last night?" Chen Qian asked solemnly.

He really couldn't figure it out. He was clearly standing with Zhong Yi the whole time, so how could he go to the bathroom and end up at Chi Mu's place?

"I came straight back." Zhong Yi's eyes were always on the computer. He was organizing the information meticulously.

"I haven't even gone home yet, but you came back first? How come you don't realize that you're a guest at all?" Chen Qian looked at him dissatisfied and kept complaining.

Hearing this, Zhong Yi finally looked up.

He looked at Chen Qian, and thought about the drunk man lying in Chi Mu's arms when he came back from the toilet last night. For a moment, he didn't know how to start.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "You're rekindling your old feelings, so I shouldn't disturb you."

"..."

"It's not a rekindled old flame..." Chen Qian had a very complicated look on his face, as if he had just let go of something. He forced a smile and said, "It probably can't be rekindled anymore."

"Can't burn?"

"He seems to be wearing a ring on the middle finger of his left hand." Chen Qian's tone suddenly faded. "That must be an engagement ring."

"According to custom, yes."

"And I heard him talking on the phone with a kid this morning. The news also said he and Miss Shi have a child."

Zhong Yi was stunned for a moment, then asked Chen Qian, "So they won't get married?"

"Yeah, why don't they get married..."

Chen Qian fell into deep thought, his facial expression constantly switching between deep and entangled.

Zhong Yi stared at him for a moment, then spoke with difficulty, admonishing him, "Being a mistress... isn't good."

Chen Qian raised his head suddenly, as if he had heard something extremely evil. He denied it loudly: "Who wants to be one? And he's not that kind of person!"

Zhong Yi remained silent and shook his head silently.

I thought to myself: I’m in love, there’s no hope.

The study suddenly became quiet, with only the faint chime of the old clock remaining.

……

"You finally agreed to date us."

"Don't talk as if I particularly don't want to bother with you." Chen Qianxiang pretended to be stunned and waved his hands exaggeratedly.

"Don't say we wronged you. It's been half a month since you came back, and you only just remembered that you had friends like us." Lin Xixi took a big gulp of soda, accidentally smudged her delicate lip makeup, and threw her straight women's suit jacket on the chair beside her.

The soda in her hand was bubbling, and the refreshing sweetness left her feeling a little unsatisfied.

It’s a pity that I have to get up early for work tomorrow, so I can’t grab a few bottles of beer and enjoy it with everyone.

"I'm busy now." Chen Qian smiled flatteringly and filled the cups of the people in front of him.

"But when you planned to come back a few years ago, didn't you say you couldn't come back? Why are you suddenly back now?" Sun Ce pinched a skewer of grilled pork belly.

He didn't eat it himself, but instead took off all the meat and naturally transferred it to Yu Wangxi's plate.

"That's because I'm so smart."

"Very smart? Do you mean you can buy plane tickets? Then you are really resourceful." Yu Wangxi held a chicken leg and gnawed it. For him, eating is like wearing clothes. He has been eating messily every day for ten years.

Fortunately, he is the type who can never gain weight no matter how much he eats. Otherwise, if he and Sun Cheng stayed together, Yu Wangze would have gained half a younger brother in just a few months.

Chen Qian shook his head gravely, clenching his fist and pressing it against his chin. He looked like a man in deep thought, and spoke slowly in a storytelling tone, "You don't know this. Honestly, I never imagined the world could be so fantastical..."