The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance Chapter 46

“Money?” Cen Baihe saw Qi Yan staring at a corner and followed his gaze. He just saw Ruan Youyi lowering his head and talking to Yuan Peng, the diamonds on the skirt dazzling.

Qi Yan shook his head, lowered his head and said to him: “I think the waiter was not right.”

“The waiter who stained your clothes just now?” Cen Baihe looked at him, and walked to the side with Qi Yan. At this time, the waiter was already setting up the dance floor for young people to play, and most of the elderly were already in the nursing room upstairs. Chat in the hotel or take a lunch break in the hotel.

“Yes,” Qi Yan took a glass of juice and a glass of white water, and handed the white water to Cen Baihe, his eyes swept over the people present, “This matter should have nothing to do with your family. Before I went out in the morning, I deliberately calculated it for your family. , There will be no accidents today.”

Cen Baihe smiled. When he first met Qianqian, he thought that Qianqian was a high-spirited and mysterious master. After getting to know Qianqian, he found that Qianqian’s personality was very flamboyant, but only after he really understood him did he know that Qianqian, although his personality flirted, But inside, he is very careful, treats people sincerely, and is a nice person.

“What are you laughing at?” Qi Yan sipped a sip of fruit juice. Could it be that I can tell fortune-telling, test characters, and fortune-telling? He put the juice on the table next to him and whispered, “I’ll go to the bathroom. ”

“Then I’ll wait for you here, be careful.” Cen Baihe sat down on the high stool, put his cup down, just standing with Qi Yan’s cup, the red juice and the transparent and colorless white water formed a distinct Contrast and extremely harmonious.

Smelling the faint scent of sandalwood in the bathroom, Qi Yan dried his hands under the hand dryer. When he walked out of the toilet corridor, he happened to ran into the waiter walking here with an empty wine glass. This waiter was the one who soiled his clothes and peeked at him before. Qi Yan stood there, watching the waiter, waiting for his response.

Sure enough, when approaching him, the waiter’s walking speed slowed down, and said in a hesitant tone: “May I ask if Mr.’s surname is Qi?”

Qi Yan looked at this timid man and nodded slightly: “Is there anything wrong with you?”

Seeing that Qi Yan did not refute, the waiter was a little excited: “Are you really Qi Yan?”

The timidity turned into joy, as if a mouse hiding in the dark finally found a piece of cheese. The man looked a little pleased, but he couldn’t believe it. Qi Yan didn’t remember where he had met him, so he asked politely, “Are you?”

“I’m your elementary school classmate,” the waiter was a little unstable, and the cup in the tray trembled slightly. “My name is Yang Heshu, do you remember?”

Elementary school is a long time away, and the living standards and educational conditions in the small town were not very good at that time, so the classmates are not only naughty, but also not very concerned about learning. But there are also some students who want to study hard, escape from the poor town, yearning for the prosperous city life, Yang Heshu is one of them.

Qi Yan remembered that Yang Heshu was very thin, his hair was dry and yellow, and his voice was very low. He usually didn’t like boys in the same class, but because of his good grades, the teacher liked him very much, and he was still a member of the study committee in the class.

For the memory of elementary school, Qi Yan is more of the shabby sand-brick and blue-tile house, the iron windows without glass blocking, the blackened tables and chairs, and the teacher who used only a little chalk but was reluctant to throw it away, and that The blackboard that can’t be cleaned, the tall trees outside the classroom.

At that time, everyone was still young, and I didn’t know what might be possible after graduation. I didn’t know how big the country was and how far away they would be from each other. In fact, after Qi Yan entered high school, he had hardly seen a classmate from elementary school. Now suddenly seeing a former classmate in such a hotel really surprised him.

“Are you Yang Heshu?” Qi Yan looked at the waiter in front of him with complicated eyes, “I didn’t expect that I would meet you here.”

“Yeah,” Yang He’s face flushed, “I didn’t expect you to mix so well now, standing with those super big people, I didn’t dare to recognize you just now.” He scratched his head, very shy, “Several years. Earlier, I heard that you passed the science champion in our city, and I knew you were different from us.”

Qi Yan smiled lightly and said: “It’s just a coincidence. If I didn’t know a big person in it, I couldn’t even get in. How are you all these years?”

“Very good,” Yang Heshu didn’t seem to want to talk about his past these years. He looked up and saw the foreman coming over here, and said hurriedly: “Can you leave me a contact information? I will contact you after I finish work.”

Qi Yan handed him a business card, and then watched him put the business card into the waiter’s waistcoat pocket and left in a hurry.

It wasn’t until Yang Heshu’s back figure disappeared at the corner that Qi Yan retracted his gaze and turned to look at someone not far to the left: “Why are you here?”

“Seeing that you haven’t come here for a long time, let’s see if you have fallen out of the toilet,” Cen Baihe glanced around the corner. “The waiter just now…”

Qi Yan smiled and saw someone coming out of the bathroom behind him. He walked a few steps forward and walked out side by side with Cen Baihe, “He said he was my elementary school classmate.”

Cen Baihe frowned, he felt that Qianqian’s tone seemed a little wrong. A chance encounter with an elementary school classmate should not be “he said”.

“Is it a coincidence?” Qi Yan walked to the corner and sat down, his tone a little cold, “but…Yang Heshu is already dead.”

Although Cen Baihe didn’t believe that there were ghosts in this world, after hearing Qi Yan’s words, a chill swelled in his back. How could a dead person reappear?

Seeing Cen Baihe’s solemn expression, Qi Yan stretched out his hand and patted his arm: “Don’t worry, I’m not telling a ghost story. Yang Heshu was only twelve years old when he died. It’s a painful death. Outsiders don’t know how many superbirth parents are in our poor towns, and they don’t understand that some children have been born for several years without a hukou. After Yang Heshu died, his hukou was lost to his brother who had no hukou. Used it.”

Seeing that Cen Baihe’s expression was a bit sluggish, Qi Yan smiled a little melancholy: “At that time, the household registration management in small places was not as strict as in big cities, because there were too many black households, and the local village committee could only open one eye and close one eye. Even if they can erase the past, they don’t want to be embarrassed with the people in the same village. But such an absurd thing will no longer happen.”

The development of economy, the improvement of people’s awareness of civilization, the popularization of computers and the Internet, and the strict household registration system all make the absurdity of the past only the past.

So Yang Heshu died. Only his family and very few people still remember. Others didn’t even know that such a person had existed in the world, but he disappeared silently in the long river of time.

Seeing that Qi Yan’s mood was a little depressed, Cen Baihe got up and walked to sit beside him, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: “Don’t worry about the past.”

“Well,” Qi Yan smiled reluctantly, “I don’t know who sent this counterfeit, maybe even he doesn’t know it. Yang Heshu, who has been alive in Mingmian and has been renamed, is actually not the real Yang Heshu. He used to have a relationship with him. Nice elementary school classmates have long been asleep in the ground.

Because people who have never experienced the real poverty do not know how many helpless or absurd things happened in that barren land. So many things in elementary school were things he didn’t want to think about.

“I’ll have someone check the identity of this waiter,” Cen Baihe was not happy that someone used Qi Yan behind his back, “You…”

“No, let him come,” Qi Yan sneered, “I also want to know who is going around such a big circle to calculate me. If you send someone to check him, I’m worried that the people behind the scenes will get rid of him. .”

The first time he saw Qi Yan’s expression so indifferent, Cen Baihe’s mood was uncomfortable, and he finally nodded helplessly.

When the dance melody sounded, a pair of young men and women stepped onto the dance floor. Qi Yan looked into the crowd and saw Ruan Youyi dancing gracefully. He didn’t know the man holding her, but he could clearly see that this man was paying attention to Ruan Youyi. .

“When I’m fine, I also go out to dance with people.” Qi Yan didn’t want to mention Yang Heshu’s affairs to ruin his mood, so he changed the subject.

“What dance?” Cen Baihe thought that Qi Yan might go to a bar, and just a few young people danced lively, and the more he felt that he had a big age gap with Qianqian.

“Square dance,” Qi Yan said with a serious face, “Don’t look down on the square dance. There are some uncles and aunts who dance very well, and they can dance well.”

“Square dance?” Cen Baihe’s brain was blank for a few seconds, and he felt that the scene of his brain replenishment was instantly broken into scum. He couldn’t imagine how the money with a baby face was mixed into the middle-aged and elderly square dance group. .

Seeing Cen Baihe’s dazed appearance, Qi Yan had a strange sense of accomplishment.

Not far away, someone looked at Qi Yan and Cen Baihe talking and laughing, his face pale in fright, and he didn’t even have the mood to pay attention to the coquettishness of his female companion. He was the wealthy businessman who had laughed at Qi Yan outside the hotel before. Since he saw Qi Yan and Cen Baihe enter the hotel together, he has fallen into infinite regret.

I had known that this young man driving a cheap car had such a good relationship with Cen Wuye that he would not **** a parking man from him if he was killed, and even asked him to park the young man himself. He was also willing. Now that he offends such a big man, what can he do?

Originally, he wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to the young man, but he didn’t know that Cen Wuye stayed with the young man almost the whole time, and he had no face to lean over. Even more frightening was that he found that not only the Cen family was very kind to this young man, but even the leaders of several other prominent families were gentle and strange when talking with the young man.

He no longer thinks about what the identity of this young man is now, he only hopes that this young man will treat him as a breath, let it go and it will be gone.

“Lao Luo, what’s the matter with you today,” a wealthy businessman he knew came to him with a glass of wine. “It’s the first time I came to Father Cen’s birthday banquet, nervous?”

“If you are nervous, don’t make fun of me.” Lao Luo looked at this business friend with a bitter face, “I didn’t have eyes when I came here. I offended a friend of Cen Wuye.”

Lao Fu’s face changed slightly: “Could it be the young man next to Cen Wuye that you are talking about?”

“It’s not him who else could have,” Lao Luo told the story to his old friend, and drank all the wine in the glass after he finished speaking. “I don’t know what’s wrong with this kid, he has such a good relationship with the Cen family. He drove a broken car worth hundreds of thousands. Isn’t this deliberately misleading?!”

“Lao Luo, this is your fault. What kind of car they drive is their freedom. You ran to rob the parking staff and ridiculed people with words and deeds. This thing is really not glorious,” Lao Fu I know that Lao Luo likes to show off his wealth on weekdays, and he does something, but he didn’t expect him to show off regardless of occasion. Who can come here, who has no identity wealth, some rich people just like to drive cheap scooters, you don’t offend others with your eyesight, who can you blame?

It didn’t make much sense anymore, Old Fu patted him on the shoulder, turned and left speechlessly.

Watching Lao Fu leave, Lao Luo felt bitter and resentful in his heart, which was not a taste.

“Would you like to go to the hotel to rest for a while, there will be a dinner in the evening,” Cen Baihe knew that Qi Yan had a siesta habit, he checked the time, “Go to my room?”

“Okay,” Qi Yan glanced at the others in the hall, “What do these people do this afternoon?”

“There are a lot of things to play on the upper floors, and they can find fun on their own,” Cen Baihe stood up, “Besides, there are elder brothers and them, so I don’t have to worry about it.”

“I know, your health is not good.”

With an expressionless face, doing lazy things, this face is really not thin, and it seems that this is not the first time I have done it.

After the two walked into the elevator, swiped their card upstairs to find the room and went in, Qi Yan threw himself on the soft bed and didn’t want to get up.

Cen Baihe took out a set of self-prepared nightgown from the closet and threw it on the bed. While taking off his suit jacket, he said, “You change your clothes before going to bed, otherwise your clothes will be wrinkled when you get up.”

Qi Yan pulled her bow tie, went to the bathroom to change into her nightgown, and saw Cen Baihe sitting at the desk with the computer on, “Are you not sleeping?”

“You go to sleep, I will read the documents,” Cen Baihe glanced over Qi Yan’s ankle, “I will call you later.”

“Okay.” Qi Yan threw himself on the bed again, wrapped in a quilt and fell asleep without any psychological burden.

I don’t know how long it took, Cen Baihe’s gaze moved away from the laptop screen and landed on the small hill of the big bed. Qi Yan’s sleeping appearance was not very good, one foot stretched out of the quilt, but his head was shrunk in the quilt.

Cen Baihe smiled helplessly, got up and raised the temperature of the air conditioner, walked to the bed and pressed the quilt for Qi Yan, exposing his nose and mouth. Looking at the calf stretched out of the bed, Cen Baihe stretched out his hand and gently held Qi Yan’s ankle. It was a bit cold and had an indescribable smoothness.

After putting his feet into the quilt, Cen Baihe looked down at his palm and twisted his fingers in a ghostly manner. The slippery touch seemed to take root in his brain, and he couldn’t forget it.

Frozen for a long time, until the phone rang, Cen Baihe came to his senses, took out the phone and pressed the answer button, looked back at Qi Yan who was still sleeping, and walked out of the room quickly: “Brother.”

“Okay, I’ll come right away.”

“Bohe,” Brother Cen saw Cen Baihe push the door in, and forgot to look behind him, “Where is Master Qi?”

“He is resting,” Cen Baihe sat down on the sofa, “Brother, what can you do with me?”

“It’s okay,” Brother Cen smiled embarrassedly, “Just now Ruan Shishu had something to say, it seems that he meant to match you with his granddaughter.”

“Different generations, what to talk about,” Cen Baihe reached for a magazine and sat down on the sofa. “What are you telling me about this?” He looked up at Big Brother Cen, “Dad won’t want to get it for me. Arranged marriages?”

“How is that possible? I’m not telling you in advance so that you won’t be fooled.” Brother Cen really didn’t think how rare the little girl from the Ruan family was, or it might be because of the big age difference. There are aesthetic barriers among young people nowadays.

“When arranging seats for the evening banquet, which table are you going to let Master Qi sit at?” For the Cen family, Master Qi is a distinguished guest. When arranging seats, you must be careful.

“Right next to me,” Cen Baihe flipped through a few pages of the magazine, and found that there were reports about himself, or lace news about him and certain female artists, frowned and threw the magazine on the table. “He was watching me. I just came here, and I’m not familiar with other people, so I’m not as good as sitting next to me.”

“Okay,” Brother Cen nodded, feeling that this is also appropriate.

Cen Baihe stood up and pointed to the magazine on the table: “Brother, don’t read these influential magazines.

Brother Cen was at a loss. He just picked up a few books in the lobby downstairs. Who knows what’s inside. After Cen Baihe left, Brother Cen flipped through the magazine, and suddenly became speechless. Now why these entertainment jokes don’t change their lines to write novels, this is all nonsense.

When Qi Yan sat up ignorantly from the bed, he almost couldn’t tell where he was. After knowing that he saw Cen Baihe sitting on the sofa and reading, he gradually realized that he was still in the hotel.

“Wake up?” Cen Baihe closed the book, “It’s not early, go and wash, let’s go down.”

When Qi Yan walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face, he was fully awake. He wiped off the water from his face with a towel. When he turned to pick up the clothes in the closet, he found that the clothes had been ironed again.

“Thank you,” he changed his clothes and came out and thanked Cen Baihe.

“It’s not what you said. Friends don’t need to thank you.” Cen Baihe got up from the sofa and walked to Qi Yan, “Don’t move, raise your head.”

Qi Yan looked up blankly and did it, not knowing what Cen Baihe was going to do.

“The bow tie and collar are not arranged properly.”

Qi Yan lowered his head, his chin hit the back of Cen Baihe’s hand, so he lifted his chin honestly. This angle of view was very close to Cen Baihe. He found that Cen Baihe’s lips were very sexy, but the color was a little lighter, and they seemed to lack some complexion. But the neck and shoulders are pretty good-looking, so it’s no wonder that wearing a suit is so temperamental.

“Alright.” Cen Baihe retracted his hand, reached out and patted the non-existent dust on his shoulder. When retracting his hand, he couldn’t help but touch the back of his hand.

Qi Yan smiled at Cen Baihe: “Then let’s go down.”


“Why is your voice a little hoarse?”

“It’s okay, maybe it’s because of sitting for a long time.”

“Does it matter?”



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