"Yes, Brother Taozi, don't talk nonsense." Wang Yi also disagreed.
After all, Manman said before that the house was bought for her grandmother to live in. Doesn’t this mean that her grandmother will die early?
Grandma Yan is the best old lady in the whole village. If you are really tempted to death, you can use her milk to compensate.
"Yes, yes, I won't say anything anymore."
Huang Tao clasped her hands together and quickly apologized: "Sister Manshu, look at my mouth, I speak so freely. Don't be angry!"
It's not superstitious, it may be that after hearing that someone else's house was going to be turned into a haunted house, he didn't dare to go in and live in it.
Manshu also felt a little nervous.
Although she believes there are no ghosts in this world, who made her reborn?
Then, in a sense, isn't she a ghost?
"It's okay. My grandma and I won't live there for the time being anyway. I think it would be a good idea if he could use it to make money."
Manshu smoothed things over himself, and the matter was over.
No one is bothered by these things. After eating, we start playing games.
Manshu doesn't drink, but she can toast.
Wan Yi was toasted by one person and another, and drank a lot.
At the back, he went to the bathroom.
In a daze, I met a man who looked very similar to my third master at the door of the bathroom.
Shivering with fright, I was half awake from the wine.
"Third, Third Master, why are you here?"
Yan Zhan stared at him with deep eyes: "I also want to know, why is my special assistant here?"
Didn't you go to help the little girl go through the transfer procedures?
Have you been to Shuiyunjian?
"Um, I," Wan Yi lowered his head like a child who made a mistake, not daring to look at Yan Zhan, "it's Miss Manshu and the others who said they were celebrating buying a house, and by the way, they thanked me for helping them buy a house, so they ate here."
"She asked for help?" Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." Wan Yi was confused for a moment.
Yan Zhan looked at him coolly: "Just you?"
Wan Yi's scalp was numb when his boss saw him, and his heart thumped.
He thought to himself, if you don’t invite me, who will I invite?
But he definitely couldn't say these words, so he could only nod numbly.
Yan Zhan withdrew his gaze from him and chuckled: "Okay, go ahead."
"Okay!" Wan Yi was delighted and immediately walked to the bathroom.
After taking only two steps, he realized what he was doing, chased after him, and called Yan Zhan to stop him.
"Well, Third Master, actually Miss Manshu also planned to invite you. But we all know that you have many things to do, so we didn't tell you."
"Fortunately I didn't tell you. I guess you must be too busy to attend social events."
Wan Yi acted like a fool, even holding the bathroom door open.
Yan Zhan's back was straight, one hand was put into his trouser pocket, and he turned to look at him: "Have you learned to make your own decisions?"
After saying that, he left without waiting for Wan Yi to groan again.
Wan Yi: "???" I, what did I just say?
Until he returned to the private room again, he didn't realize that he had made a mistake.
However, he seemed to have forgotten to mention that Miss Manshu did not invite the Third Master to dinner, but instead gave him a gift to express her gratitude.
In a private room separated by a wall from them, two outstanding men sat.
One is Yan Zhan, and the other, with two unbuttoned buttons on his pink shirt, is leaning lazily on the back of the chair.
"Why does it take so long to go to the bathroom? Did you eat the wrong thing?"
The man looked at Yan Zhan playfully and teased.
Yan Zhan: "Tell me, what should I do if I encounter an assistant who makes his own decisions?"
The pink shirt suddenly sat up straight: "What, your family of ten thousand is finally going to rebel?"