When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

Well, that's good. It's hard to be able to do what you want to do. I hope you can do whatever you want in the future. Luo Jingshuo leaned against the car behind him and said calmly.

Yan Chi felt that he had been praised, and the smile on his face became more real, and he hurriedly climbed up the steps.

Senior, may I know your phone number?

He looked at Luo Jingshuo with burning eyes, his eyes shining, and his nervousness was obvious.

Luo Jingshuo looked at him and then stretched out his hand.

Yan Chi was confused and didn't know what he was going to do.

...Mobile phone. The man opened his lips and said, a smile quickly flashed through his slightly narrowed black eyes.

He also remembered that Yan Chi had a bad memory and could not even remember his QQ number.

Oh. Yan Chi handed him the phone blankly.

Luo Jingshuo turned on the screen of his phone, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked: Password?

Yan Chi's expression immediately became unnatural, his eyes flickered, and his neck, as fair as jade, slowly turned red under the light.

Huh? Can't say? Then you...

Luo Jingshuo just wanted to return the phone to him and let him remember it by himself.

Yan Chi quickly took a step back and said uncomfortably: ...the password is your birthday.

Luo Jingshuo said nothing, glanced at him with a complicated expression, and entered the password.

On the phone screen was a photo of his own high school.

In the photo, he is wearing a school uniform, with his hair falling neatly on his forehead, and his eyes are cold and blank. He is sitting on the steps looking at the sunset in the distance, with an indescribable feeling of depression in his whole person.

Luo Jingshuo's fingertips holding the phone turned white. He entered his phone number and returned the phone to Yan Chi.

Then he leaned silently on the car, looking not far away, his expression neither happy nor sad.

Yan Chi felt uneasy. He couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, and felt a little flustered.

He did it on purpose just now, probably as a test.

He could take the phone so that Luo Jingshuo would not know his secret, but he was unwilling to do so.

Now what's going on? Is this person angry? Does he feel disgusted?

Yan Chi didn't even dare to ask.

When they were speechless and no one knew what to say, Luo Shui and Luo Xingzhou came out.

Sorry for the long wait, Luo Shui said.

She mainly said this to Yan Chi, and she didn't need to be so polite with her eldest brother.

Yan Chi also knew this, and the discomfort on his face disappeared, and he smiled softly: It doesn't matter, I'm disturbing you.

It's nothing, you're welcome.

Luo Jingshuo raised his wrist and looked at the time. He felt it was getting late and said, We are going back. Where are you, Yan Chi?

When Yan Chi heard his senior calling his name, the calm and graceful look on his face almost shattered. He barely suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said, Senior, don't worry about me, I drove here.

Luo Jingshuo nodded slightly and said to Luo Shui and the others, Get in the car.

Um.

Yan Chi stood there and watched the black car drive away, his eyes seemed to have gathered the stars in the sky, shining brightly.

As the car drove away, Luo Shui in the car asked Luo Jingshuo curiously.

Brother, how do you know Yan Chi?

It seems that they are not acquaintances who have only met once or twice.

Luo Jingshuo's fingers tightened slightly as he held the steering wheel. He was silent for half a minute before he said, We are high school classmates.

Luo Shui suddenly realized, He's a classmate. I haven't even heard of you, brother.

Yeah. Luo Jingshuo responded.

Seeing that he didn't want to mention it further, Luo Shui changed the subject and said, Brother, I want to make some investments. Do you support me?