Lin Qianqian cut the bottle into pieces, stopped looking at him, and concentrated on listening to the lecture. At this time, Shiqi appeared gracefully, came to Zhao Fan and said, "My unique idea is good, right? She paid attention to you."
"……bad idea."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes. This was a sign that he was going to be castrated. Besides, he didn't have the scale of a pulsating bottle!
Shi Qi chuckled and said, "Girls, everything will be easy to talk about once you calm down."
"In short, it is wrong for you to instill this idea in her!" Zhao Fan was depressed.
Unknowingly, when get out of class was over, Lin Qianqian slowly went downstairs and came under the tree. Not far away, many students were watching, wanting to see the upcoming fight. Some of them were recording videos with their mobile phones, even the titles. After thinking about it, I called it: Goddess Qianqian fights mistress bravely!
"Qianqian, there are so many outsiders, please give me some face." Zhao Fansheng said helplessly.
Chen Chun'er asked in confusion: "Dad, who is she?"
"Is this really what Sister Seventeen said?" Lin Qianqian was particularly surprised. She originally only believed a third of it, but now that she heard it with her own eyes, she believed it completely.
Zhao Fan innocently spread his hands and said, "Yes, I have absolutely no idea about this situation. I plan to ask my uncle and grandpa what's going on." Immediately, he stroked Chen Chun'er's head and said, "That's my wife, that's yours...
"
"Mom?" Chen Chuner looked confused for a moment. She shook her head and said, "No, I only have one father."
"..."
Zhao Fan held his forehead and said, "Okay, that's your sister."
"Why didn't she call you daddy?" Chen Chuner asked innocently.
"..."
Zhao Fan and Lin Qianqian were speechless. Shi Qi laughed beside them. The hole was getting bigger and bigger.
Although the onlookers didn't hear what was being said here, they felt that the posture was wrong. Why was there no smell of gunpowder at all?
"Good boy, I didn't let her shout." Zhao Fan held Lin Qianqian with his left hand and Chen Chun'er with his right hand, "Seventeen, let's go back to Shenglong Mansion."
As she walked, Lin Qianqian felt like the cake was being divided, but she was very sensible and didn't make any fuss, because Chen Chun'er did not pretend to have amnesia, she just had the mentality of a little daughter, so she couldn't bear to defend her, and she only hoped that the other party could
Recover your memory as soon as possible.
The misunderstanding on Zhao Fan's side was resolved, but many students looked at him and the three goddesses in bewilderment as they strode outside until they got into the Bentley with the provincial capital sign, and all of a sudden they exploded.
"What the hell kind of painting style is this?"
“If you have money, you can really do whatever you want!”
"I envy this scumbag who enjoys the beauty of Qi Ren..."
"I want to report it!"
…
Zhao Fan didn't know the feelings of the many students behind him. He urged: "Brother Shenxiu, come back to Shenglong Mansion. I will edit another book for my uncle today and send it before it gets dark."
"Great~" Shenxiu stepped on the accelerator and went straight to Shenglong Mansion.
After arriving, Zhao Fan and Lin Qianqian made a new room for Chen Chun'er together. He carried the golden alchemy cauldron into his room, took photos at 360 degrees without blind spots, and then wrote hurriedly, writing down the pictures in Jixin Mountain in Shennongjia.
I wrote down my experience, stuffed it into the package with the photos, and told Uncle Wang the address and asked him to go and do it.
Lin Qianqian's boudoir.
Zhao Fan estimated that it would take at least three to five days to receive a reply. He sighed sadly: "Qianqian, Ren Renxian, we have been shy in front of Chen Chuner recently. She is very strong and can easily destroy Shenglong Mansion."
For the sake of peace, I must be comforted by soft words."
"I know, I'm not stupid." Lin Qianqian smiled softly and said, "That day, my dad told a truth. I don't agree with it, nor do I object to it."
Zhao Fan asked curiously: "What did he say?"
"He said that a being with incredible abilities like you is like two different worlds from us." Lin Qianqian said thoughtfully: "And it's impossible for me not to be by your side all the time, so I'm with you
It is a blessing to have a place in your heart.”
"..."
Zhao Fan was speechless for a while and then said: "Am I like that kind of half-hearted playboy?"
"It's not like that." Lin Qianqian said seriously: "But you can't resist attracting bees and butterflies. If I'm not by your side, something will inevitably happen."
"Oh, I don't know how to express it. Stop thinking about it." Zhao Fan hugged her and said, "Now you alone can't worry about it. If I give birth to ten or eight more children, won't I be among the flowers every day?"
Are you exhausted from wandering around?"
"Hey, do you still want to have ten or eight?" Lin Qianqian grabbed his ear and sneered: "Come, let's talk about life."
…
An hour later, Zhao Fan pushed open the door with his arms bruised and purple. At this time, he finally let out a sigh of relief. The trick was still effective, and Lin Qianqian no longer had any grudges in her heart.
Then he gathered the energy of Long Yang, melted away the blues and purples, and his skin color returned to normal.
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu didn't even finish their meal, so they kept their stomachs open until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. When they received a call from Dongfang Zhan, they drove to Yayun Famous Residence, which is now the Zhao Mansion.
Before leaving, he specially said hello to Chen Chun'er, so as not to find that he was missing and tear Shenglong Mansion into ruins.
Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu, led by Dongfang Zhan, visited one building after another, and there was not even a single flaw in any corner.
"There's nothing wrong with it. No matter how picky you are, you can't find any thorns." Shenxiu said with a smile: "Especially my villa No. 19, I really like it. It incorporates Buddhist-style decoration without looking rigid."
Long before the construction started, Zhao Fan told Dongfang Zhan that a monk would live there on the 19th, which is why it looks like it does now.
"Call your disciples and grandsons, let's go, eat, drink and have fun together, and reward them well." The hotel Zhao Fan chose is the most luxurious Imperial Restaurant in Jiangbei, which is one of the key industries under the Crazy Owl.
Dongfang Zhang smiled heartily and said, "Children, get in the car."
In this way, Shenxiu drove Zhao Fan and Dongfang Zhan, followed by twenty Wuling Lights, commonly known as vans, and headed to the Imperial Capital Restaurant in a mighty manner.
Soon after, a long line of people stopped on the roadside outside the Royal Capital Restaurant, and then about 200 men got off the bus.
Zhao Fan, Shenxiu and Dongfang Zhan were the first to walk towards the glass door. Seeing that they had come down from Bentley, the welcoming ladies all said in sweet voices: "Welcome."
The next moment, the ladies on both sides raised their hands to stop the disciples and grandsons behind them. She said, "I'm sorry, no one with disheveled clothes is allowed in."
"The door is open for business, why can't we come in?" Shi Gang, the tenth disciple of Dongfang Zhan, raised his head, and the people behind him also asked.
"I'm not looking down on you. A plate of food here costs thousands, so why don't you look at yourself and see if you can afford it?" The security guard said mockingly: "There are also distinguished guests from the capital and leaders from Jiangbei inside today.
, it’s best to calm down and get out of here and stop making noise here. If there is a collision, haha, do you know who owns this store? Don’t just think that there are many people and just think about it. With just a phone call, you can gather thugs several times more than you.
Don’t regret it if you’re missing a part or something.”
The disciples and grandsons of Dongfang Zhan were working on the Zhao Mansion for ten consecutive days. They did not bother to change clothes or take a shower. Their bodies were covered with white spots of mud and looked miserable. Not only that, they were also gray-haired and smelled of sweat.
As for the Imperial City Restaurant, what kind of place is this?
Is it a place where migrant workers can come to receive distinguished guests and large families for family banquets? Even if they get a year's salary and are extravagant, the clothes they wear will affect the appetite of the guests.
Dongfang Zhan in front suddenly froze and said, "How about we change places? The food stalls on the street are quite good."
Shenxiu smiled and said: "Old Dongfang, Brother Zhao is here, don't be anxious."
"Wait."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly, but his heart seemed to be shrouded in a chill. Isn't this equivalent to a slap in the face? He took everyone to the Imperial Capital Restaurant under the banner of his follower Kuang Xiao, but was stopped even before they could get in.
Down?
Then, he turned around and exited the glass door, his eyes fell on the security guard and the receptionist, and he said calmly: "It's not easy to do any job. I understand that you are doing it for work, but...who made the rules? Crazy lord?"
"What a big tone. Since you understand, why don't you disappear from here? You haven't grown all your hair yet. Don't think that driving a Bentley is a big deal. Rich second generation? That doesn't exist here." The security guard said with disdain: "Moreover,
How can you just call Mr. Xiao’s name casually? I’m warning you, the manager here is a celebrity around Mr. Xiao.”
"Oh..." Zhao Fan asked calmly: "Then what should I do so that they can go in and have dinner with us?"
"Go in? Sorry, the seats are full. You three can't even get in now." The security guard said with a disdainful smile: "Go around to the back of the building. There is a row of trash cans. There are many leftovers that have not been eaten today.
It's freshly poured, it shouldn't taste rancid, and it's free."