Chapter 141 Romance: The Cold and Domineering CEO and the Younger Athlete (25)
Romance Variety: The Cool and Domineering CEO and the Younger Athlete (Twenty-Five)
He took the initiative to send a message to Lance?
Song Ning turned his back to Lance with a confused look in his eyes. Could he take the initiative to send a message to Lance?
The hot fingertips held him tighter from behind, and Lance seemed to be acting like a spoiled child.
"Is it not possible? Won't my brother miss me?"
Song Ning's chaotic mind gradually became clearer.
Well, it seems that it is not impossible?
But before that, Song Ning gently patted Lance's hand with his fingers that had been warmed up.
"Let me go first."
This is a hospital after all.
Seeing him come to his senses, Lance let him go as he was told, feeling a little regretful.
"elder brother?"
Song Ning's ears turned red belatedly.
"Let's go home first and then talk."
It was already late, and the lights and neon signs were flashing everywhere, creating a bustling scene.
Lance drove the people back, and his mood was a little different from when he came.
Song Ning's mood also changed.
He glanced at Lance and suddenly opened the folder that had been unopened beside him.
"What are you looking at, brother?"
Lance turned his face away.
A finger pushed his face back, and Song Ning didn't even raise his head.
“Drive carefully.”
The list was very detailed. Song Ning looked at it one by one and soon found that only one-third of the old employees were poached by rival companies.
The remaining two-thirds developed differently, but it is obvious that they were squeezed out by Jinsheng rather than poached by rival companies.
Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was much better than he had imagined.
After closing the folder, Song Ning couldn't help but glance at Lance beside him.
Young, handsome, and even with a bit of the youthfulness of someone who just graduated from college.
Is it this person who gives me enough courage and sense of security to open this folder?
"Brother, you seem to want to tell me something."
"Do you know what those words you just said mean?"
Lance smiled.
Song Ning was stunned for a moment, his face feeling slightly hot.
"I know, so what did you want to say, brother?"
Lance looked over expectantly.
Song Ning pursed his lips and then mustered up his courage.
"You said I could send you a message directly, so what identity do you think would be appropriate for me to use?"
This folder wasn't as bad as he thought.
So is Lance's relationship with him not as bad as he imagined, just like this folder?
Song Ning admitted that there was a gambling element in his investment, but he was unwilling to continue to sit and wait for death.
He wanted to make a change, he wanted to take control.
People who look at me from the side will probably never know that these eyes are sparkling when they look at me.
No matter how many times he saw those eyes, Lance would fall for them all over again.
The light is red and the car stops.
Lance turned his head, grabbed Song Ning's slightly cold fingertips, placed them to his lips and kissed them.
"Brother, let me say it again, fall in love with me, I'm super sweet."
"Or to put it another way, brother, are you willing to be my boyfriend? I can send as many messages as you want in the name of my boyfriend."
……
"Okay, I do."
The carriage was completely silent, with only two hearts beating violently.
Song Ning was still a little dazed when he got up early the next day.
He washed himself in front of the mirror and took a serious look at himself in the mirror.
He is not young but still in the prime of his life. He tossed and turned in sleep, and even though he couldn't sleep, his eyes were covered with a dark shadow, and his pale face couldn't suppress the excitement in his eyes.
Song Ning touched his eyes in surprise.
Are you so happy?
"Brother, I'm here to pick you up."
The intercom at the door was turned on, and Song Ning heard it and became a little suspicious.
How could he remember...
The door opened with a click, and Lance walked in, changing his shoes skillfully.
"I'm afraid you're not used to it, so I'll call you first before I come in. Are you up, brother?"
Song Ning walked out of the bathroom and looked at her new boyfriend, her face slightly hot.
It seems that last night was not a dream. He did agree to be Lance's boyfriend and even recorded Lance's fingerprint on the door lock.
"Why are you up so early?"
Lance leaned over with his head propped up, "Of course I'm here to give my brother a loving breakfast. Is there a reward?"
He tapped his fingertips on his cheek.
Song Ning's face was slightly dry, but he still nodded.
A kiss lighter than a feather landed on Lance's face, "Thanks, boyfriend."
The smile in Lance's eyes was so strong that it seemed impossible to dissipate.
"Then brother, hurry up and have breakfast. After that, we'll go to the show together."
"Ah."
Halfway through the meal, Song Ning hesitated a little and suddenly spoke.
"I, I never asked you before..."
Lance was sitting next to him playing with his phone, and turned his head away when he heard the words.
"Hmm? Brother wants to ask me something."
Song Ning took a look at the expensive logo on the packing box and hesitated.
"I remember when you introduced yourself on the show before, you said you had just graduated and hadn't found a job yet? Then..."
"So my brother wanted to ask about my family background."
Lance smiled.
Song Ning looked anxious, "I don't mean to ask about your family background, I just think that breakfast doesn't have to be so good, it's too expensive."
Although he was very happy that Lance spent money on him, the other party was a recent graduate after all, or it would be more appropriate for him to pay for it.
Song Ning bit the chopsticks and spoke tentatively.
"I mean if you're willing, or I can give you some money?"
After saying this, he immediately became annoyed again.
Isn't it a bad idea to say this?
What if Lance's self-esteem is hurt?
"Okay."
Lance agreed straightforwardly.
"You agreed?"
Song Ning was a little surprised.
Lance smiled and opened his phone. "If you want to give me some pocket money, I have no objection. If you ask me about my family background, my money is all in there. Please give me the account number. The rule in my family is that my partner is in charge of the money."
Song Ning felt inexplicably happy. He took the phone and was about to agree, but his pupils trembled when he looked at the amount on the phone.
How many zeros?
He rubbed his eyes lightly, and his fingertips were immediately caught.
"Brother, don't rub your eyes with your hands. It's bad for your eyes."
Song Ning wanted to explain that he didn't mean to rub his eyes, he just didn't want to believe what he saw.
He stared at the screen and read it carefully three times.
"…Lance, I think I might need to see an eye doctor."
Otherwise, why did he look at Lance's total assets three times and see that they had one more zero than his?
Song Ning looked serious.
Lance tilted his head to look at him and couldn't help laughing.
"Brother, why are you so cute? Have you ever thought that I might have photoshopped this picture?"
Song Ning was stunned.
Is this still possible?
But his heart inexplicably relaxed a lot.
"Brother, eat quickly. I'll clean up the trash. We should get ready to go out."
Lance leaned over and kissed him, then suddenly turned back around.
"But it's not photoshopped, it's real. Brother is getting to know me slowly, this is a little surprise."
Although he felt that no matter how well his little prince understood, he could not guess that this was an asset that each world automatically inherited from the original host.