Xiaoya covered her burning face, tears welling up in pain.
She has never seen a person as ruthless as Qin Fan, and he has no sympathy at all.
"Kneel down!" Qin Fan snorted coldly.
Xiaoya bit her lip, with hatred and horror in her eyes, she knelt upright unwillingly.
"And you! What a bullshit prince, kneel down!"
Qin Fan pointed at Mi Lu, who shivered and quickly knelt straight.
"Kowtow to Teacher Yin and admit your mistake!"
"Qin Fan, forget it, they have been taught a lesson." Yin Zhiyuan said quickly.
Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Teacher Yin, do you still remember what you taught us back then?"
Without waiting for Yin Zhiyuan to answer, he asked and answered himself.
"Since they are going to make mistakes, they have to bear the price of making mistakes."
Yin Zhiyuan was stunned immediately and couldn't stop crying.
Milu and Xiaoya were kneeling there, gnashing their teeth with hatred in their hearts. They were hesitating whether they really wanted to kowtow, so they surrendered for the time being.
Just then, two BMWs drove over and five or six people got out of the cars.
The leader is a young man from a rich family who walks like a king.
Qin Fan's eyes fell on the visitor, he was slightly startled, and then he smiled.
"What are you doing! What are you doing!" The rich man shouted loudly.
As soon as Meimei saw the person coming, she took a few steps to greet him, "Brother Zhou, you are finally here, please help us."
"Huo Zun has returned to China. He is not here in China. I can only help you."
"Well, he told me before he left." The rich man waved his hand.
"Who the fuck doesn't have eyesight! How dare you bully my friends!" He looked like his nostrils were turned upward.
"It's me, Mr. Zhou." Qin Fan said calmly.
When the rich man heard the voice, his body shook violently.
Immediately, the arrogance on his face froze, his expression became a little complicated, and in a blink of an eye, it was replaced by a humble smile.
"Cousin-in-law! Why are you here?"
This call of cousin-in-law, that humble expression.
Suddenly, Xiaoya, Milu, Meimei, and Samba all had their jaws broken in shock, and their mouths opened in an O shape.
It was obvious that the people who moved here were reinforcements, but it turned out that the two parties were relatives.
The students around him were all stunned, not knowing what kind of plot was going on.
"How dare I be your brother-in-law? You are so arrogant now. I haven't even grown my eyes yet, Mr. Zhou."
Qin Fan said lightly, with a joking tone.
Every time he said something, Zhou Mo's heart skipped a beat and sank, gradually sinking to the bottom.
What impressed him most was that during the Spring Festival, the entire Tianhong company almost collapsed.
Qin Fan's ability to turn his hands over was like clouds turning his hands into rain, which still makes him frightened.
I even gave him two slaps in the face at that time, which is still fresh in my memory.
"Cousin-in-law, please stop joking, it was my slip of the tongue, my slip of the tongue." Zhou Mo said sarcastically.
Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
If Qin Fan is displeased again, it is estimated that Tianhong Company will really be over, and his father will be the first to beat him to death.
Once he goes bankrupt, his good days will come to an end, and no one will care about him anymore.
"You are blind, messing with my cousin-in-law!"
He turned around, pointed at Meimei and cursed her face to face. There was one thing he didn't say: If you are looking for death, don't drag me with you.
In his heart, he greeted all the eighteen generations of his beautiful ancestors.
"Brother Zhou, this~"
"What the hell is going on?" He looked furious.
Meimei, Samba, Xiaoya, and Milu were all startled by Zhou Mo's reaction, and their brains were confused for a while.
"He wanted Milu and Xiaoya to kowtow to the old man and admit their mistakes."
Zhou Mo looked at Samba, who also nodded repeatedly.
His eyes fell on the vegetables on the ground again, and then he looked at Yin Zhiyuan next to Qin Fan, and he suddenly understood something.
He glared at Milu and Xiaoya fiercely, scolding them bloody in his heart.
Qin Fan didn't say anything, he wanted to see how Zhou Mo would handle it.
"Why don't you kowtow and admit your mistake! My cousin-in-law has already said it."
Zhou Mo glanced at Milu and Xiaoya who were kneeling on the ground.
Milu and Xiaoya were slightly startled, weren't they here to help? Now they were asked to kowtow and admit their mistakes.
"Didn't you two hear it?" Zhou Mo narrowed his eyes, and the sound of warning was strong.
Only then did Miru and Xiaoya react.
They gritted their teeth and kowtowed repeatedly, making a thumping sound when their foreheads hit the ground.
"I'm sorry, we were wrong, please forgive me!"
"good!"
The students watching around me all started to applaud.
This kind of scene made Xiaoya, who was self-sufficient and proud, blush all over her face, wishing she could crawl through a crack in the ground.
Miru's face was dark, and it became even darker after being congested.
"Cousin-in-law, they have kowtowed and admitted their mistake, do you think you should let them go?" Zhou Mo asked cautiously.
"Zhou Mo, your dad sent you to study. Is this how you study in school?" Qin Fan said intriguingly.
"No, no, no, cousin-in-law, don't get me wrong, I just know Miru's brother."
Zhou Mo's expression changed slightly and he quickly explained.
"Let them go away, don't let me see them again." Qin Fan waved his hand.
He didn't bother to care about Zhou Mo. He walked his own path and would fall down one day.
"Okay! Thank you cousin-in-law"
Zhou Mo smiled apologetically and winked quickly. Milu and Xiaoya left in a hurry.
There was laughter behind him.
"Damn, why did I meet him again!" Zhou Mo in the car slapped the seat cushion angrily.
"Brother Zhou, is he really your cousin-in-law?" Meimei asked curiously.
"That's to give him face!"
He glanced at Meimei and Xiaoya and cursed in his heart: "What a fucking idiot!"
"Huh, let's wait until Huo Zun comes back!" Mi Lu looked back at Qin Fan in the crowd.
Seeing that the matter had been dealt with, the students around them dispersed one after another.
Ling Xiaorui's cell phone rang, it was Jiang Zhengyi calling.
"Well, we are here at the Agricultural University. You wait first. There is someone you definitely want to see."
"Oh, who is it?" Jiang Zhengyi was a little curious.
"You'll know in a minute."
She hung up the phone and invited warmly, "Teacher Yin, would you like to have a meal with us at noon? Call the teacher's wife as well."
A hint of bitterness appeared on Yin Zhiyuan's face, "She had liver disease and passed away a few years ago."
"ah…"
Hearing this, Qin Fan and Ling Xiaorui were shocked.
In college, Yin Zhiyuan's wife looked very healthy and often danced square dances for exercise.
Things are really unpredictable.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Yin." Ling Xiaorui said apologetically.
"It doesn't matter, it's inevitable for everyone."
"Let's go, Teacher Yin, it's a rare occasion for us to meet each other. There is another student of yours today." Qin Fan changed the topic.
"oh…"
Yin Zhiyuan got into the car and the three of them came to Long Yueyuan together.
"Qin Fan, Ling Xiaorui, you are going to visit your old place again, eh...is this Teacher Yin?"
Jiang Zhengyi started shouting when he saw Qin Fan and Ling Xiaorui.
When he saw Yin Zhiyuan, he also had a look of disbelief on his face, simply because the teacher in his impression had changed so much.
Once reminded, Yin Zhiyuan also remembered Jiang Zhengyi.
"It's great. I didn't expect that I could see you again." Yin Zhiyuan said.
"Teacher Yin, please sit down quickly!" Jiang Zhengyi quickly helped Yin Zhiyuan to sit at the top.
At this time, the waiter came over.
"Sir, what do you want to order?"
"Let Qin Fan order it." Ling Xiaorui smiled sweetly, "I will be the host today, just pay."
Jiang Zhengyi also nodded, they were all vaguely headed by Qin Fan now.
Qin Fan was not polite and took the recipe.
"It's rare to be with Teacher Yin today. Teacher Yin has asthma, so we mainly eat light and soft food." Qin Fan said.
"Well, I have this problem. It occurs most frequently from May to September every year."
"Hey, Qin Fan, how did you know?" Yin Zhiyuan also asked curiously.
Ling Xiaorui and Jiang Zhengyi were also surprised.
"Of course it was observed." Qin Fan showed a gentle smile.
"Teacher Yin, you have a dark face, a thin body, and your eyes are big and slightly protruding."
"When you are walking with us, your shoulders are raised, your chest is obviously high, you are out of breath when you walk faster, and you are short of breath when you talk. These are all characteristics of asthma."
He smiled and continued: "Teacher Yin, when you had an asthma attack just now, I gave you a massage and your asthma stabilized."
"That's right, I was a little out of breath just now, but you held my hand and stabilized it after a while."
"It turns out you were massaging me, Qin Fan, you..."
Yin Zhiyuan couldn't help but look at his student in shock. The knowledge he taught did not apply to the human body.
"Teacher Yin, Qin Fan is so powerful now. He has long since changed his profession to become a Chinese medicine practitioner." Ling Xiaorui pursed her lips and smiled.
"Oh, it turns out you are a Chinese medicine practitioner." Yin Zhiyuan stroked his forehead.
"I remember, when Qin Fan could read, he often studied by himself with Chinese medicine books. Unexpectedly, he actually became a Chinese medicine doctor."
"Qin Fan, you will diagnose the teacher later." Jiang Zhengyi said.
Qin Fan nodded and looked at Yin Zhiyuan with burning eyes, "Teacher Yin, do you believe me?"
Although Yin Zhiyuan hadn't seen Qin Fan for many years, he saw those confident and clear eyes.
He nodded solemnly, "You are my student, I don't believe you can trust anyone else."