"Young Master, Young Grandma." Uncle Fu walked over with a smile and greeted Gu Tingyuan and Ruan Anlan, "Happy New Year."
Gu Tingyuan nodded, looked down at Ruan Anlan, who was quail-shaped, and the smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows became thicker.
Shu Fu was originally responsible for serving the old man at the old house, but since Gu Tingyuan handed over to the old man to raise him, his main energy has been spent on taking Gu Tingyuan.
Later, Gu Tingyuan grew up and went abroad to study. After he came back, he moved out by himself. The old man was worried, so he asked Uncle Fu to go there and continue to take care of Gu Tingyuan.
In the near future, Uncle Fu, the old hero, naturally, will follow him back to his old house to celebrate the New Year together.
When Ruan Anlan saw Uncle Fu coming back, she suggested to Gu Tingyuan that she wanted to take Xiaotao over as well.
"Ah..." Gu Tingyuan frowned seriously, as if he was very embarrassed, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. Uncle Fu and Xiaotao are the managers of Huaqinghe Banquet. If Xiaotao came here now, wouldn't it be a mess there?"
"..." Ruan Anlan glared at Gu Tingyuan resentfully, "Just tell me what conditions you want."
Gu Tingyuan's mouth curled slightly, and Ruan Anlan's sensible expression on his face.
Then he came over and lowered his voice and whispered something in Ruan Anlan's ear.
Ruan Anlan's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he twisted Gu Tingyuan's chest angrily.
He jumped out of Gu Tingyuan's arms shyly and angrily, and Ruan Anlan said, "Gu Tingyuan! You stinky hooligan! Why are you so perverted?!"
Gu Tingyuan looked dissatisfied and even had a very innocent expression, and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? It's normal for me to ask some of my requests between husband and wife."
He watched Ruan Anlan disappear at the corner of the stairs like an angry little rabbit, with red eyes and face.
Gu Tingyuan laughed softly, as if he was helpless, shook his head and then slowly followed.
"I think Han Meilin is crazy. Where did she get the ability to get a heavyweight guest like Fei?"
An Nan's face turned red with anger, and he pinched his cell phone and walked around the room.
"Sister An Lan, that is, you are kind. Let them pinch you as a soft persimmon. This matter has nothing to do with you. Why are Han Meilin's fans orgasms?"
"I really like to add dramas, for fear that others don't know that their idol will be confused soon!"
Hearing An Nan's words, Ruan Anlan sneered in a funny way, "Okay, why are you so angry? They can say whatever they want, just don't care about them."
An Nan is accustomed to protecting his son, and is even more loyal to Ruan Anlan. He can't stand others saying that Ruan Anlan is not good at all.
On the way back, An Nan saw the reports on the Internet. When he saw Han Meilin's fans shouting from the air, claiming that Ruan Anlan not only wanted to thank him, but also apologize to Han Meilin, he was so angry that he almost exploded.
An Nan immediately changed countless small accounts to fight with Han Meilin's fans.
The result is conceivable. Her own efforts alone can naturally not beat Han Meilin's fans.
But it’s not because An Nan’s combat power is not good, but because Han Meilin has too many fans and is really outnumbered.