Chapter 24 Unless I Die

Chen Xiaoyu clearly wanted to find a man for her. It was hard to say who this man was used to disgust, but at this moment, Serena felt that it would be a waste not to use him.

She pretended to be surprised, "Really? We are just good friends. I didn't expect you to be so observant. I will ask him next time."

Xiao He's eyes lit up, "Hey, good friends? Like? Is there something going on?"

Chen Xiaoyu continued, "Really, I think you two are a perfect match!"

Serena seemed to be shy after hearing what Chen Xiaoyu said and started to shy away.

"He's really good."

This kind of words basically implies that something is going on. Xiao He and Elliot looked at each other, their colleagues made strange noises after eating the melon , Luna snorted, and only Chen Xiaoyu quickly glanced at James. Surprisingly, he had a blank expression on his face.

There are usually two reasons why James has a blank expression on his face. One is that he doesn't care, and the other is that he is suppressing his anger in his heart. Chen Xiaoyu doesn't know which one he is, but she thinks it is the former.

Chen Xiaoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that her mother was right and that she had probably misheard that day .

The Forrest family is not an ordinary merchant family. They have experienced ups and downs in the past hundred years , and have never hit the lowest point. There are three key reasons: they stand on the right team , grasp the timing well, and have talented people in every generation.

These three factors made the Forrest family one of the most wealthy families in Beijing. Such families usually had strict standards for managing their household and were not too absurd.

James is the confirmed heir of the Forrest family and the head of the Jincheng Group for decades to come. Shen Dechang will not let him make any mistakes. Even if he and Serena really have some ambiguity, he will definitely not take it seriously and do something he shouldn't do.

As for men, especially men of his level, it is normal for them to be greedy before marriage. But as long as they are willing to go home after marriage, they are good men.

Chen Xiaoyu took the time to send a message to her mother, who replied quickly with just five words: Don't worry, mom is here.

She felt relieved and went back to the banquet room to suggest playing a game.

In the past two years, script-killing games have become popular in secretarial department team-building activities . They are usually short, emotional or funny scripts with a lot of topics , and the main focus is interaction. This time was no exception. With a large number of people, they were divided into several groups and decided by drawing lots.

Serena was drawn into a group with Xiao He and Lao Zhao, and she felt relieved . It didn't matter even if she and Lao Zhao were asked to play a couple.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoyu came again with James.

"I'm Serena's intern. I want to be in the same group with Serena."

Xiao He pursed his lips, "Sister Serena, Chen Xiaoyu's ghost is still lingering."

You also have to draw lots for the roles in the script-killing game. This is an ancient emotional script with six roles, three men and three women, arranged in pairs. Serena drew the famous prostitute in the brothel, and Chen Xiaoyu drew the princess.

"Where is my prince consort~" She looked at James.

James held up the character card, but the name on the card was not that of the prince consort, but that of the master of Jiange, a man who, in the setting , had an affair with a famous prostitute in a brothel.

Xiao He chuckled, "Xiao Yu, your husband is Lao Zhao."

Old Zhao scratched his head awkwardly, pinching a corner of the role card as if his hand was burning. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly stuffed the card into James' hand, "Hey, my hand is shaking when I draw the card, the prince consort must be you!"

Unexpectedly, James didn't take it, and the role card slipped off his trouser leg and fell to the ground.

played with his role card affectionately , with a very Buddhist attitude, "The point of drawing lots is randomness, which is good."

"Brother James, you, you don't want to be my consort?"

"If you want to play a game, you have to follow the rules."

Facing the pouting Chen Xiaoyu, James showed no mercy to her. Instead, he was possessed by the god of the game and wanted to uphold the rules of the game. He rubbed the character card with his fingertips and glanced at Serena slowly.

Serena lowered her head.

She looked at her role card and handed it over without hesitation, "Xiaoyu, let's switch."

Chen Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and she took it, saying thank you twice.

Xiao He pulled her and reminded her, "Mr. Forrest said that we must abide by the rules of the game."

Serena then looked at Mr. Forrest. "Rules are dead, but people are alive. Mr. Forrest definitely doesn't want Xiaoyu to be unhappy, right?"

There was a stern look in James' eyes, but Serena ignored it and greeted Lao Zhao warmly, "My dear Prince Consort, thank you for letting me."

Old Zhao was very pleased with his tactful subordinate and said, "Thank you for letting me."

It's a 2-hour script-killing drama, the reasoning part is better than nothing, and the emotional entanglements are extremely bloody. Xiao He and Elliot are the most devoted and act out at the top of their lungs. Old Zhao Chun also complains about the young people of today from time to time when reading the script, and Serena cooperates with him. The situation of Chen Xiaoyu and James is much weirder.

the Pavilion Master and the prostitute is a sadomasochistic one. The Pavilion Master is infatuated, while the prostitute is heartless. However, the two actors acted out the opposite feelings. Elliot secretly said, "Mr. Forrest has had a hard time acting out such an infatuated man as a heartless man."

Serena didn't think he was tired, he was having so much fun, he was reciting sad lines but his eyes were looking at her past Chen Xiaoyu, speaking in a pretentious and frivolous tone.

"The only way to end this is if I die."

And she had to say to Lao Zhao , "Prince Consort, do you really love me?"

Lao Zhao didn't respond, but James curled his lips.

At that time, he was sitting on the sofa in a very casual posture, his healthy and plump body wrapped in a pink shirt, his elbows resting on the armrests of the sofa, his forearm muscles bulging, his fingers resting on his forehead, his head slightly tilted , leisurely reading the script in his hand.

James almost never wears pink. In his straight male aesthetic , pink is almost exclusive to little girls. Once, in order to complete the order, she bought a pink T-shirt, but the size was too big and she wanted to force it on him. As a result, James resisted firmly, looking like a warrior who would rather die than wear pink.

"Just think of it as a way to cheer me up and wear it at home for me to see, that's fine!"

"Wearing pink can make you happy? What if I don't wear anything?"

In the final analysis, Chen Xiaoyu is the most powerful one, and she can wear pink if she wants.

The memories came suddenly, and Serena stared at James in a daze.

At this moment, James suddenly raised his eyes, accurately captured her, and then opened his mouth: Really.

There is only lip shape but no sound.

Anyone who looks this way will see it.

Serena quickly lowered her head, her heart pounding.

As soon as the game was over, Serena stood up without wasting a second. She would suffocate if she didn't breathe some fresh air.

Outside the villa was a garden with a swing bench. Serena walked half a circle and came over to sit down.

This is the game James has played frequently for the past three years. It is thrilling and treads on the edge of exposure. It is not for teasing but for torture. It is the same behavior as calling sister-in-law in a sarcastic tone, because he knows that when two armies face off, the one who is worried and hesitant is the loser. Serena has been defeated time and time again.

She leaned her head against the back of the bench and looked up at the sky. There was blue sky and white clouds, and there was a man.

Elliot smiled, "Sister Serena."

He held two cups of milk tea, handed her one, and sat down next to her.

"Don't you want to play anymore?"

"a bit tired."

"I'm tired too. This isn't a team building, it's just a flattery contest." Elliot made a face, "It's better to come out and look at the flowers and plants to relax."

Serena took a sip of the milk tea, the one she usually drank.

"You seem to be quite open-minded. Don't you want a promotion and a raise?"

Elliot shrugged , "I make a living by my own ability, and I will be rich sooner or later."

Elliot also came to the secretarial department last year, two months earlier than Xiao He. There are more women than men in the secretarial department. He is young, has a good personality, and has a likable face. He became the mascot of the secretarial department as soon as he arrived. He is very versatile and even Luna can chat with him.

Xiao He once told her mysteriously that Luna had flirted with Elliot, but was unsuccessful, and they did not become enemies, which was quite rare.

He works hard but not too hard, and he deals with people tactfully but not too self-destructively. Even if this kind of personality is innate, it must have been maintained by good acquired conditions, making him a perfect match for family life.

Serena joked, "It must be a blessing to be your girlfriend."

"How do you know?"

"You have a good personality, you look good, and you're very attentive." Serena shook the milk tea in her hand, "Even the flavor is the one I usually order. If nothing else, you'll definitely be able to achieve great things as a secretary."

Elliot took a sip of milk tea, "Sister Serena, do you want to try it?"

"Ah? Try what?"

Elliot blinked , "Be my girlfriend."

Serena was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "You and me, how is that possible!"

"How can it be impossible? I have performed it twice, so I have experience!"

Before Serena could refute, her cell phone rang. She smiled and answered it, not paying attention to the caller ID, so her smile froze when she heard the voice on the other end of the receiver.

"Serena, are you free?"

It’s Xue Nanyue.

"I'm free, Aunt Yan, what can I do for you?"

"Come to the old house. I have something to ask you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.