Zhuo Yifan actually noticed Song Zixin's arrival early, but Wang Yan'er didn't notice it. I was fooled when I read the novel. When Wang Yan'er saw Song Zixin blinking her cute big eyes ambiguously at him, Wang Yan'er's pretty face turned red with embarrassment.
Up to the base of the neck.
Now she wanted to find a crack in the ground and burrow into it, so she had to bury her head in Zhuo Yifan's arms. She was so embarrassed.
Zhuo Yifan laughed out loud when he saw Wang Yan'er's shy look. But before he laughed for a while, he couldn't help but frown.
"Where did that smell of paste come from?" Zhuo Yifan and Wang Yaner couldn't help but look into the pot. They saw that the millet porridge that was still cooking was almost dry.
The two looked at each other, Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly, but Wang Yaner rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Okay? Now you are satisfied, no one has to eat!" [
"It doesn't matter, let's go out to eat!" Zhuo Yifan smiled and shook his head.
Wang Yaner had no choice but to clean up the mess and put all the boiled millet porridge into the trash can.
After Zhuo Yifan finished washing, he quickly changed into his own casual clothes. Leng Feng's clothes were too embarrassing, and his whole body was all white.
It's not that Zhuo Yifan doesn't like the color white, it's just that Zhuo Yifan feels that Leng Feng is too tasteless and doesn't want to join him.
The impulsive punishment was that none of the three of them had breakfast at home. Zhuo Yifan drove his two daughters to the gate of Youda. There were still many vendors selling various breakfasts here in the morning. Accompanying him
The two girls ate soy milk and meat buns, and Zhuo Yifan sent them to school before driving away from Youda.
Zhuo Yifan has asked Wang Yaner to take a few days of sick leave for him. In fact, with his physical condition, there is no problem in continuing to attend classes. But Zhuo Yifan wants to take this opportunity to do something else. Especially since he wants to
Find a way to deal with the Murong family and Ouyang family.
Zhuo Yifan received a call from Song Yingjie at this time. Why was this pampered young man calling him so early in the morning without sleeping in? Zhuo Yifan became confused.
"Yifan! Where are you now?" Song Yingjie was probably on the street. The background was very noisy and there was the sound of car horns.
"I just sent Zi Xin and the others to school. I suffered a slight injury yesterday, so I'm asking for leave now and won't go to school for the time being!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
Song Yingjie said flatly, and then continued: "I already know about your injury! Yesterday afternoon, two young masters from the Tang Sect in Sichuan came to trouble you, right?"
"Haha! I think you should have got the news too! Ouyang Wentian is behind this matter! This old man doesn't want to make things easier for me, and I won't let him go!" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.
"Let's not talk about Ouyang Wentian's problem. I have something to ask you for help this morning. And this matter has something to do with the Tang Sect in Shuzhong." Song Yingjie said angrily, obviously in a bad mood.
How good.
"What's going on? It sounds like you sounded like the person Tang Sect offended yesterday was not me but you! Why are you so excited?" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
"Don't talk about it yet, I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Come to the Diamond World now. I have a wealthy businessman from central Sichuan here, and I will introduce him to you later!" Song Yingjie said.
"Okay! You guys wait for me in the Diamond World, I'll be there soon!" Zhuo Yifan hung up the phone, but his brows furrowed. What is the relationship between the wealthy businessmen in Sichuan and the Tang Clan? Why did Song Yingjie want to do this?
