A. Bai Yueguang Said Nothing And Just Cried For The Substitute B. Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Do you want to go up and sit down?

During rush hour, they were stuck in traffic jams on the elevated highway.

The traffic ahead moved forward slowly, as if it were crawling, moving at a snail’s pace of one meter per minute.

“Are you so stuck after get off work every day?” Guan Sui put one hand on the steering wheel and subconsciously wanted to take out the cigarette case from his pocket with the other hand. As soon as he took it out, he thought of Beta, the co-pilot, and threw the cigarette case aside.

Subconsciously, he told him that Wen Song didn’t like the smell of smoke.

Wen Song shook his head when he heard this: “When I go back to the hotel, I always take the subway or ride a bicycle. It’s very convenient.”

If it weren’t for the fact that there was no hotel near C.C Group, maybe he would still stay nearby. Anyway, the money for accommodation was reimbursed by the company.

Guan Sui: “……”

Wen Song guessed that Alphas like Guan Sui, who came from a wealthy family, probably had never taken the subway.

“Sorry.” Guan Sui said, “I didn’t expect there would be such a traffic jam.”

Wen Song tilted his head and didn’t quite understand: “Why do you say ‘sorry’?”

Guan Sui tapped his fingers on the steering wheel: “I won’t be able to delay you from going back to sort out the information.”

At six o’clock in the evening, when the sky was getting dark, Wen Song adjusted his sitting position, looked out the window at the speeding cars reversing, and said nonchalantly: “It doesn’t matter, emergencies are unpredictable, and it’s still early. It doesn’t actually take me a long time to sort out the materials for tomorrow’s meeting. It can be completed in an hour at most, so there will be no delay.”

Hearing this, Guan Sui nodded, drove the car slowly, and said without blinking, “I can help you.”

Wen Song declined: “I can do it myself.”

Finally, he added, “And the content of the meeting is to report to Dingsheng. How can their boss help me prepare the content of the meeting?”

Guan Sui curled her lips and said, “If it’s you, that’s fine.”

“It’s so sweet.”

Wen Song: “……”

He didn’t know how to answer.

Finally, he said in a low voice, “No, I’ll do it myself.”

Guan Sui knew that Wen Song was honest and old-fashioned in doing things. Even if there was a backdoor here, he would handle his job seriously and would not act coquettishly or act cute and entrust things to others.

This is a little too cute.

But it also gives Alpha a sense of frustration of not being needed.

But it doesn’t matter, Guan Sui just thinks he needs Wen Song.

Traffic jams are something that tests people’s mentality. A small number of people will gradually become irritable as time goes by, but the two of them were exceptionally stable and did not show any signs of impatience because of this.

More classic music was playing in the carriage, singing slowly————

“If you love someone, you should have a tacit understanding.”

“I thought you understood whenever I looked at you.”

He was obviously stuck in a traffic jam and time passed by second by second, but Guan Sui liked the feeling now.

Because the passenger seat was Wen Song.

No matter what you are doing, just being with the other person seems to be able to soothe all emotions.

Half an hour later, the traffic moved faster and the front was clear.

Guan Sui felt that the time in the traffic jam passed very quickly, and he suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart. It was rare for the two of them to be alone and quiet.

The car continued driving for a few minutes, and the navigation ended and we arrived at the hotel where Wen Song lived.

Just as I parked the car, a message popped up on my phone.

[Special Assistant Zhou]: Boss, I have booked a hotel for you and brought you your things.

[Special Assistant Zhou]: The room number is 1308.

After knowing the hotel where Wen Song was staying, Guan Sui sent a message to the special assistant, indicating that he would check out the original hotel tonight and book a room in this hotel.

The special assistant was very efficient in handling the matter. It only took an hour for him to pack his luggage.

Guan Sui subconsciously looked at the co-pilot and found that Wen Song had fallen asleep at some point. His eyes were closed, his head drooped slightly, and he looked quiet and obedient, making him not want to disturb the other person.

But——

Thinking that Wen Song needed to organize information and hadn’t eaten dinner, Guan Sui still reached out and touched the other person’s cheek without wanting to disturb him.

“Wen Song.”

“Arrived.”

This was the first time Guan Sui called Beta’s name.

Every time I call him Mr. Wen, I have a different feeling. It seems alienated, but in fact it is too close.

Wen Song felt cold fingers touch his cheek, and with a cold voice calling his name, he slowly woke up from a deep sleep.

Xu was sleeping with his head hanging down, which caused a little pain in his neck. He pressed it a few times with his backhand, trying to relieve it a little bit.

“Are we there?” He cast his gaze on the familiar streets outside the car window.

Then, he yawned, unbuckled his seat belt, and said, “It’s pretty fast.”

Guan Sui still had his hands on the steering wheel, watching Beta get up, cross the seat, and grab the information bag and laptop from the back seat.

After Wen Song had put everything in place, he heard a “click” sound and found that Alpha, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, had also unbuckled his seat belt.

“You——”

Thinking that Guan Sui had specially come to see him off, he thought about it for a moment and asked, “Would you like to come up and sit down?”

Guan Sui raised his eyebrows lightly, deliberately misunderstanding the other party’s words.

“Which zuo is this?”

Wen Song: “……”

“It means having a cup of tea.”

Looking at Beta’s serious explanation, Guan Sui found it very interesting. It was too obedient and cute.

“Mr. Wen,” he looked directly at Wen Song and asked in a playful tone, “is it really as simple as inviting an Alpha to your room to just have a cup of tea?”

One mouthful of “Mr. Wen” made Wen Song’s ears feel a little hot for no reason.

I don’t know if he and Guan Sui have become immoral after being together for a long time, or if the other person calls this name with other meanings, which always gives people a very erotic illusion.

Wen Song habitually asked: “So Mr. Guan, what do you want to do?”

Guan Sui leaned slightly, flexed his fingers, and tapped the steering wheel lightly, making a dull sound.

“At least buy a condom.”