It was obviously just a casual comment, but it was misunderstood by the little bun.
Ye Wan glared at the little bun.
Until he entered the door, he didn't even look at Lu Changchuan again.
Little Baozi shrugged and looked at Lu Changchuan: He originally wanted to be a god assister, but he seems to have become a pig teammate.
Lu Changchuan smiled and shook his head, saying it didn't matter.
When the food was served, Lu Changchuan asked Ye Wan: "Are you happy with the program?"
"happy……"
Mentioning the travel story, Ye Wanlai became more energetic, "Sister Ling is so nice, I want to laugh when I see her. Fei Ge is a born comedian, and his mouth is full of jokes. I think I will have a few more crow's feet when I record a show."
, all made with laughter. And He Sichen..."
Meeting the man's gaze, Ye Wan smiled and said, "I have another younger brother."
In one sentence, even the little bun looked back, and the pork ribs on the chopsticks suddenly lost their flavor.
"You are a relative, and they all picked it up. Isn't that okay?"
Ye Wan gave Xiao Baozi a reassuring look.
Brother...
Lu Changchuan was also relieved.
Thinking again of what Rong Qian reported, Lu Changchuan asked: "I read online that there was a female guest on the show specifically targeting you. Were you not bullied?"
Bully her?
Ye Wan raised his eyes and looked at Lu Changchuan, "The person who bullied me hasn't been born yet."
The coldness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and Lu Changchuan nodded, "Yes, I forgot that Malanshan is the one taking charge."
Ye Wan:......
We had just returned from a business trip, and we were very satisfied to have a meal together.
Lu Changchuan didn't stay long, he and Ye Wan cleared the dining table together, then got up and left.
After a while, Uncle Ming rolled over with a small dining cart.
On the dining car, there is a jar of bird's nests stewed by Aunt Ming and a basket of bright red strawberries.
"The gentleman said that the lady has been working hard on her business trip, so she should have a good sleep with a bowl of bird's nest... The strawberries are grown in her own yard. I want to give the lady a taste."
Uncle Ming put down his things and left.
Sister Lan washed a plate of strawberries and brought them over.
The strawberries are as big as the palm of your hand and are red all the way to the leaves. Take one bite and it is sour, sweet and refreshing.
Much tastier than the ones sold in supermarkets.
I ate several buns in a row before stopping.
After putting Little Baozi to sleep, Ye Wan came out again and saw a WeChat message from Mr. Qin on his phone: "Little Ye Zi, I collected a good stone. Come and take a look at it when you have time?"
Ever since Boss Dai said that he relied on Ye Wan and asked Ye Wan to buy him a stone that was similar to the original one, Mr. Qin became interested.
These days, I don’t know how many stones from all over the world have been sent to the backyard of the Qin family’s old house.
It's a pity that no good material was found.
Even Mr. Qin is not sure, which means that it may really be a treasure.
After replying "I'll go there at noon tomorrow", Ye Wan turned around and entered the study.
It was already 11 o'clock when the live broadcast ended. He didn't forget to take a look at the net he had built. Seeing that the three-clawed crocodile seemed to have disappeared without any movement, Ye Wan felt regretful.
Could it be that he died in some corner?
If we really can't find it, wouldn't we be unable to earn the 50 million from the abyss?
Ye Wan closed the computer angrily, washed up and went to bed.
get out of class was over at noon the next day, and Ye Wan took a taxi to the Qin family's old house without even bothering to eat.
As if he knew she would come at this time, Mr. Qin had already prepared a table of delicious dishes waiting for Ye Wan in the living room in the backyard.
After the soup and rice were full, Mr. Qin diligently pushed a plate of strawberries in front of Ye Wan, "Hey, dessert after dinner. Now that we've eaten and drank enough, we can get back to work."
"Let's go..."
Ye Wan picked up two strawberries and ate them while walking.
But when he walked out of the living room, he couldn't help but look back at the plate of strawberries.
Why do I always feel that it tastes the same as the basket delivered by Lu Chuan last night?
Or maybe the good strawberries eaten by rich people all taste like this?
After throwing the last strawberry into her mouth, Ye Wan turned around and entered the stone square.