"Who do you think I am?" Zhao Fan put his arms around her slender waist and said depressedly: "Speaking of which, in your mind, I was the kind of person who turned a blind eye when seeing sex?"
"Although it's not, it's almost the same." Lin Qianqian stuck out her tongue playfully.
"I feel so chilled for my husband."
Zhao Fan covered his heart with his other hand and said, "Even if there are so many beauties around me, they are either monsters or ghosts."
"Humph, there is also a frustrated young woman." Lin Qianqian said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "And, the nominal son-in-law of the Feng family, and ah, I think Chun'er also has extraordinary meaning for you. After all, she
I have spent so much time in close contact with you that my heart would be moved."
"In this way, I find that I am very popular with women." Zhao Fan felt guilty for some reason. Sometimes the scene of the Zhao family branch playing VR games with Huangfu Qing came to mind, and sometimes he thought of the memories he had with Chen Chun'er when he lost his memory.
The dependence indeed exceeds the boundaries between normal men and women.
After a few seconds, Zhao Fan thought to himself: "I have to be more careful in the future to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
After that, he put his palm towards the coffee cup on the other side of the table and took the photo in front of him. While drinking, he said: "There are so many different kinds of businesses nowadays, even the top can be made into a heart-shaped pattern, but the taste is really average.
Not as good as tea."
After taking one gulp, Zhao Fan suddenly felt a burst of murderous intent coming from Lin Qianqian, and looked sideways, as if he was about to tear his own body apart.
"Qianqian?" He was puzzled.
Lin Qianqian's eyes moved to the coffee cup in her hand, and she said seriously: "This is what Zhen Ran ordered."
"She didn't drink. She spent all the money on food." Zhao Fan said seriously: "You have been holding a silver spoon since you were a child. I have experienced hunger to the point of death in the past, so I can't bear to see the food and drink spoiled."
"Ah...?" Lin Qianqian's eyes were filled with mist. After hearing that he was starving to the point of death, her original anger disappeared and she felt particularly distressed.
She nodded and said, "Then I can't waste it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he started to eat the remaining half of the steak.
…
In the evening, Zhao Fan and Lin Qianqian returned to the mansion. He went to an empty house alone, took the small Shennong tripod and the bags of medicinal materials given by the Chen family, and refined the whitening mud.
It took four hours to finally use up all the medicinal materials.
And the whitening mud weighs fifty kilograms!
Zhao Fan picked up his cell phone, contacted Liu Wanfu and asked him to buy a lot of flawless porcelain plates, divided the whitening mud into ten parts, sealed them with oil paper, and put them all in with a wave of his hand.
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"Eh? Old Liu, you are still here." Zhao Fan looked at Liu Wanfu who had been standing at the door for a long time and asked, "Aren't you going to cook for Yaoyao?"
"She had a half-day off in the afternoon, and Miss Seventeen took her to play outside." Liu Wanfu said with a smile: "But, little master, Yaoyao asked me to inform you that there will be a parent-teacher meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Don't worry, I won't forget it." Zhao Fan showed a wry smile. He had no choice but to make the future heir happy.
But Liu Wanfu stood there with no intention of leaving, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just say it, why don't you do this to me?" Zhao Fan rolled his eyes.
"Ahem..." Liu Wanfu said with a blushing face: "Well, I heard from Jiang Rao that you recently researched a whitening product? Is it the one you just put away?"
"What?"
"Little Master, you see, although I am not too black, I am not in the same league as white." Liu Wanfu lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Give me some, okay?"
Zhao Fan was dumbfounded and said: "Old Liu, don't scare me. A bunch of old bones can be turned white and used as balls?"
"The ball is indeed useful..." Liu Wanfu explained as if he had a guilty conscience: "I, I am in my second spring, so I have to show off my appearance to avoid other people making irresponsible remarks."
Zhao Fan gave a thumbs up and asked gossiping: "Which family's widow?"
"She's not a widow, she's a young lady." Liu Wanfu said with a smile, "She's only in her thirties, so she's an older leftover, but in my eyes, she's just a young lady."
"What do you like about you? Money?" Zhao Fan was very vigilant, thinking that he had to keep a check on Lao Liu, just in case he was attracted by a woman and his money was defrauded. It doesn't matter, the key is that it hurts too much.
"Little Master, it's not what you think." Liu Wanfu cleared his throat and introduced in a ceremonial manner: "Didn't I go to a treasure appraisal program as a guest a while ago? The female host was impressed by my profound knowledge.
I was impressed, and I particularly like this type of person, and that's how... I developed. This girl is really nice. She spends money every time we go on a date. She is always polite to me and considerate of me. Miss me.
Liu Wanfu was also a hero when he was young, but he is nearly half a century old this year. If he can become whiter, he might be able to regain some of his former glory."
After Zhao Fan heard this, he smiled. Maybe it wasn't as complicated as he thought in advance. It was indeed possible that the bastard fell in love with Mung Bean.
"Why are you laughing?" Liu Wanfu asked blankly.
Zhao Fan said thoughtfully: "I think it is not enough to whiten the skin. You must also remove wrinkles and restore the firmness and elasticity of the loose skin."
"Quick, give me some of both." Liu Wanfu was like a hungry beast.
Zhao Fan took a thumb-sized piece of whitening mud, wrapped it in paper and threw it over, and said: "Take it to take a bath and wash your face, and your skin will become whiter. As for the second type, I can only use it in the form of a talisman for the time being.
I will help you realize it. After I hold a parent-teacher meeting for Yaoyao tomorrow, I will go to the store and give it to you."
"Thank you so much, little master. I can't thank you enough. My admiration for you is like a torrential river..."
Liu Wanfu was talking eloquently, but Zhao Fan interrupted ruthlessly: "Next time, I'll change my words. I'm tired of hearing this. Why don't I recite it to you?"
The former left with a smile.
After he left, Zhao Fan smiled, cleaned up the mess in the yard, and returned to his exclusive house.
…
Seven o'clock the next day.
Before Zhao Fan got up, Yaoyao was afraid of being put on the spot, so she carried a small schoolbag and went to the courtyard gate and shouted.
Lin Qianqian woke him up and said, "I'm looking for you, little one."
"This is really terrible." Zhao Fan casually grabbed a pair of big pants, put them on, went down and opened the door, and said, "It's so immoral. I'm having a sweet dream."
"Humph, I've already gotten up, but you're my brother, but you're still lying in bed." Yaoyao pouted and said, "Shame on you."
"..."
Zhao Fan didn't know what to do, so he carried her into the villa and said, "You can play with yourself first, then come up and call me in an hour."
"no."
Yaoyao reached out and grabbed his big pants and said: "I overplayed yesterday and didn't finish the task assigned by the teacher..."
"Sweet, I haven't even graduated from kindergarten, how can I help you with your homework?" Zhao Fan shook his head firmly.
"no."
Yaoyao opened her schoolbag and took out a blank notebook and two sharpened pencils. She said helplessly: "Help draw the Gray Wolf, there are twenty of us each..."
Zhao Fan widened his eyes and asked, "Have you been punished again? By the way, didn't you like the little piggy before, and then you fell in love with him?"
"No." Yaoyao Chuchu shook her head pitifully and explained: "Yesterday during recess, my deskmate and I lost a bet, so I drew a gray wolf on Xiaohong's clothes in front of her. She and Yi
Teacher Xue complained and was punished, but fortunately...it was only forty."
"Okay, okay, can't I finish the painting of my little ancestor?"
Zhao Fan picked up the pencil, searched on his phone, and started to draw He Yaoyao and Yaoyao. It must be said that this was much more difficult to draw than Peppa Pig.
While he was drawing, he complained: "As you said, you are making trouble at this juncture of the parent-teacher meeting. I guess I will have to be dragged into the office to talk alone today. Alas..."
An hour passed quietly.
When Lin Qianqian got up, she saw that the whole family was busy. After understanding the whole story, she also sharpened a pencil to help share the burden.
Finally, everything was resolved at half past eight.
Yaoyao looked at the time and exclaimed: "Oops, the parent-teacher meeting starts at nine o'clock, only half an hour left!"
Even if you drive, it will take you half an hour to get there. Moreover, it is the peak period and traffic jams are very easy.
"Calm down, there's still time." Zhao Fan shook off his numb wrist, went up to put on his clothes, washed his face, kissed Lin Qianqian, picked up Yaoyao and disappeared into the mansion.