The dim lights and gentle music inadvertently created a relaxed and casual atmosphere, but Wang Siyu couldn't feel relaxed. In fact, he was very nervous at the moment, which was a feeling of uneasiness. His heart beat faster and even his breathing was a bit disordered, and he could not run at the normal rhythm. Although he repeatedly reminded himself to be calm in the face of beautiful women, Wang Siyu was really a little calm in the face of Liao Jingqing.

In the private room, there was already smoke. Liao Jingqing had a plump figure, but had a slender waist that was full of hands. Although her face was not covered with pink, her skin was as bright as jade. Her small nose bridge, her cherry-red lips, and her long eyebrows that looked like distant darkness were dark and shining eyes. Her eyes were as solid as water waves. The smooth and neat and uncluttered bun was blooming in her ears like an ink chrysanthemum, making her feel more kind and gentle in addition to her dignity and beauty.

Liao Jingqing wore a white lace Chanel suit today, which was a very clean white without any variegated colors, which made her look particularly quiet. The faint wrinkles and lace embellishments on the front add a little vividness to this tranquility.

In short, Wang Siyu had seen her three times this time, but every encounter made Wang Siyu feel illusioned. Liao Jingqing's beauty is as unreal as the mirror flowers and water moon. Even when he was in front of him, it was as if he was far away between the water and clouds. His vision penetrated the graceful smoke. Wang Siyu wanted to see her clearly. When he could see it hard, he always felt a slight tingling feeling in his eyes, which forced him to withdraw his gaze. It was said that women were made of water, but Wang Siyu felt that the woman opposite was condensed from fog, ethereal and confused.

As if feeling Wang Siyu's gaze, Liao Jingqing seemed a little embarrassed. She lowered her head gently, reached out and quietly pulled down her clothes. Then she stretched out her white and delicate right hand, picked up the delicate silver spoon in the saucer, and inserted it into the cup, stirring the coffee gently and soothingly. The brown and sticky liquid turned slightly on the white cup wall like smooth satin, and a slight scent of seductive fragrance floated out from it. Liao Jingqing paused and broke the brief silence with a gentle voice, "Thank you!"

Wang Siyu hurriedly turned his gaze elsewhere. His performance just now was indeed a bit out of control. He stared at the beige curtains by the window and the green gladiolus in the corner of the wall. Wang Siyu took a deep breath and slowly sent it out, trying to adjust his mood, and tried to bring a natural smile on his face.

When his eyes moved back again, it fell on Liao Jingqing's slowly turning right hand. Wang Siyu's mood became soothing and softened with her movements, and gently thrust on the corner of his mouth. After a few moves, Wang Siyu said in a confident and peaceful voice: "Ms. Liao, don't be polite. Last time you were in the exam room, you also helped me. If you had to say thank you, I should say it first."

Although Liao Jingqing did not say the whole thing, Wang Siyu knew very well. She was referring to the last time she brought Yaoyao back in the middle of the road. In this city, I'm afraid that only she and Liao Changqing look so similar. Liao Jingqing should be able to easily guess that the person was herself. There is nothing strange about this.

Thinking of the scene in the exam room, a knowing smile could not help but brushed a smile across the corner of Liao Jingqing's mouth. She reached out and picked up the cup, took a sip, looked up at Wang Siyu, and whispered: "Long... Mr. Wang, why didn't you come for the exam that day... afternoon?"

She had read Wang Siyu's test paper and paid special attention to the signature on it, so she knew Wang Siyu's name.

Wang Siyu smiled and waved. He took the silver spoon in his hand, picked up the cup and took a sip. He felt a little bitter in his mouth, and couldn't help but frown slightly and whispered: "At that time...well, there was something urgent, so I missed it."

"Oh, it's a pity. The last chance was rare." Liao Jingqing's eyes showed a hint of regret. She sighed softly, then stopped moving, reached out to grab a small spoon, and carefully moved a piece of candy into Wang Siyu's cup. Judging from his expression of drinking coffee just now, Liao Jingqing had already confirmed that this young man, like his younger brother, could not get used to bitter coffee.

"Yes, it's a pity." Wang Siyu was moved by the other party's care and glanced gently on her pretty face, but found that Liao Jingqing's eyes were flickering, with a bit of complexity. There was a hint of sadness and a little warmth. These two completely different emotions were perfectly integrated by her at the moment. At this moment, it was heart-pounding. Wang Siyu took a deep breath, raised his hand and rubbed his numb face, and smiled and said, "Is Yaoyao okay?"

Liao Jingqing took back the spoon, nodded slightly, stared at the dark brown liquid in the cup in a daze, raised his white white wrist, pressed his cheeks, and said in an inauspicious voice: "Fortunately, since that day, she has pestered me to find my uncle every night. Well, you look a bit like my brother, and he has gone on a long journey."

Wang Siyu picked up the cup and took a sip. The coffee tasted just right this time, with a hint of sweetness in its fragrance. Without the bitterness just now, he tilted his head and thought for a while, feeling the need to let the other party know that he was understanding some inside story. Thinking of this, Wang Siyu put down the cup and said in a deep voice: "Changqing and I are alumni, I know a little about him."

Liao Jingqing was slightly stunned, her eyes became more complicated. After pondering for a while, she said softly: "How much do you know?"

Wang Siyu also imitated her, twisted the coffee in the cup with a silver spoon, and told the things she had heard from Principal Liu before. Liao Jingqing was listening quietly. Wang Siyu glanced out of the corner of his eyes, but saw that her expression was a little sad and suddenly woke up. This topic was too heavy and had touched the past that she couldn't bear to look back on. Wang Siyu quickly changed the topic and said with a smile: "Ms. Liao, when I was in college, I liked watching the programs you hosted the most."

"Is that?" Liao Jingqing's voice was filled with a hint of melancholy. He picked up the cup and stared at a mural on the opposite wall. After a long time, a smile that was not easy to detect suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he slowly shook his head and said, "That was a long time ago, and I almost couldn't remember it."

Wang Siyu smiled and said seriously: "Ms. Liao, in my eyes, you will always be the best host."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment!"

Liao Jingqing put down the cup with a smile, sighed quietly, and said slowly: "Well... have you found a job recently?"

Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it must have been the last time he applied for a job at the TV station, which caused Liao Jingqing to have a misunderstanding. She thought she was looking for a job in the provincial capital, but the explanation of this question was a bit complicated, so Wang Siyu did not defend herself, but just touched her nose and smiled, nodded and said, "I have found it, I am not lucky."

"Oh!" Liao Jingqing frowned slightly. Seeing that Wang Siyu was waiting for the bus on the roadside so late, she knew that his salary was not high. At this time, she wanted to help him, but she was afraid that it would hurt his self-esteem. After thinking for a while, she smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, I have a part-time job here. I don't know if you mind. What to say, it's actually not just a part-time job, but a small favor for me."

Wang Siyu was inconvenient to refuse, so he smiled and nodded, and said softly: "That's great, but I'm a little busy with work..."

"It's okay, I just take one or two hours on the weekend." There was an unknown magic in Liao Jingqing's smile. Wang Siyu only glanced lightly and couldn't bear to refuse. Instead, he lit his head like a chicken pecking at rice, "Okay..."

Seeing that he had not finished listening, Liao Jingqing agreed happily and couldn't help but laugh. The smile was so beautiful that Wang Siyu quickly moved his eyes away from the pretty face, turned to the flashing neon lights outside the window, raised his hand to the mouth, and coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.

The part-time job that Liao Jingqing said is very simple, which is to spend one to two hours a week to go out with Yaoyao. Because there are no relatives at home, Liao Jingqing is afraid that Yaoyao will develop an introverted personality. In addition, children from single-parent families are likely to develop inferiority, so she hired Wang Siyu as her part-time uncle, with a basic salary of 1,000, and there will be additional rewards if she does it.

Although Wang Siyu tried his best to make a bid, Liao Jingqing's attitude was very firm, as if she was afraid that Wang Siyu would regret it. She paid half a year's salary on the spot, which made Wang Siyu a little amused. However, he knew exactly what the other party wanted. Liao Jingqing was helping him in disguise, hoping that this big boy who looked like his younger brother would live a better life. The silent care that Liao Jingqing inadvertently showed made Wang Siyu feel inexplicably moved, and she sighed to himself that in fact, it was good to have such an older sister.

After leaving Shangdao Coffee, they got into the car and they were surprised to find that they all lived in the TV station's family building, but one was close to the south gate and the other was closer to the north gate. The TV station community was very large, so since Wang Siyu moved here, the two had never met.

When the car parked downstairs, Wang Siyu found a hint of surprise flashing on Liao Jingqing's face, and she knew that she had some suspicion. After all, most of the people living in this building used to be the leaders of the TV station. It was somewhat difficult to explain that Wang Siyu, a foreigner, could live in such a house. Wang Siyu had to bite the bullet and carry out the lie to the end, saying that this was a house shared with his friends.

Liao Jingqing smiled and nodded. Wang Siyu stood by the side of the car and waved his hand gently. Until she drove away the silver-white Ruizhi car, she turned around and turned to the stairs. After returning home, it was already 10:30 at night. She was able to accidentally meet the beautiful girl Liao Jingqing, which made Wang Siyu feel very good. In the future, she could use the opportunity of part-time jobs to increase contact with her, which made Wang Siyu even more overjoyed. At this time, she suddenly remembered the tag she drew at Guhua Temple, and she felt it was extremely effective.

"Don't panic when the fortune is quiet, but if the movement is done, it will be even more ridiculous. It is difficult for others to find treasure in their hearts. When the fortune comes, it will fall from the sky."

Wang Siyu touched his chin and smashed his mouth, and felt that he had good luck recently. Sister Liao fell from the sky, and he picked up the treasure. Wang Siyu hummed a song and took off all his clothes, ran to the bathroom, took a hot shower, and then lay in the large and comfortable bathtub. While lifting hot water on his body, he recalled the scene in the cafe and couldn't help laughing.

But after laughing, another doubt arose in Wang Siyu's heart. There is no such coincidence in the world. Will there be some connection between him and Liao Changqing?

The two men they had never met looked so similar, they looked like twin brothers. Wang Siyu closed his eyes and recalled the photos of Liao Changqing that he had seen at Zhou Yuan's house. The person in the photo seemed to slowly walk out and stood in front of him. This made him feel like looking in the mirror. Suddenly, he actually gave him an illusion that he was the big boy in the mirror, this...

Wang Siyu couldn't help but have a cold war. This feeling was not fun at all. He quickly reached out to take out a cigarette from the cigarette box beside the bathtub. After frowned and lit it, he took a deep breath, raised his head and spit out a thick circle of eyes. He watched it rise slowly and finally disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but say sadly: "God bless you, don't be really related to blood. That's so fucking. Although I'm a little beast, I still have a bottom line!"
Chapter completed!