Song Yuen saw that Wen Sheng's expression was not normal and thought she found the topic awkward.
Also, who is the girl or the father who is the sponsor? It is too embarrassing for two grown men to say this in front of a girl.
Song Yuen immediately found a new topic and gave Wen Sheng a cup of Pu'er tea, "I haven't asked Miss Wen where she is from yet?"
"Jiazhou."
"Jiazhou?" Song Yuen turned to look at Fu Yanlin and fired a barrage of surprises, "Brother Yan is also from Jiazhou! I remember that Brother Yan is from Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School. Miss Wen, which high school are you from? You are two years younger than Brother Yan.
Years old, maybe he is your senior! Good guy, aren’t you meeting a schoolmate?”
Wen Sheng glanced at Fu Yanlin in surprise. He never expected that he was also from Jiazhou and also from Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School. This world is really small and scary.
"I studied early and am two years younger than my classmates at the same level." Wen Sheng was a little more modest. She was two years younger than her peers because she only attended junior high school for two years and then skipped the exam to go to high school.
"So, Miss Wen, you are in the same grade as Brother Yan! Does Miss Wen know Brother Yan? He is a famous figure in your school!" Song Yuen asked, "The school boy and the school bully! When I was studying, I had a bunch of people behind my butt.
Sister, follow..."
Wen Sheng smiled politely and said, "We have more than twenty classes in the same grade, and there are too many people."
The implication is: Who is he? I don’t know him.
"Oh... In this case, a top student like Miss Wen must only like to study!" Song Yuen asked again to ease the embarrassment, "Brother Yan, you must know Miss Wen, right? Isn't the number one enemy of a scumbag a top student?
One is at the top of the list, one is at the bottom, and the ten thousand year old snail at the bottom of the list has been trying hard for ten thousand years but still can’t catch up with them. It’s heartbreaking to think about it.”
Fu Yanlin gave me a cold look impatiently, and said in a very impatient tone, "Do you think I'm too idle? Memorizing some inexplicable people all day long? How great is it to study? Do you think I need to study?"
Wen Sheng glanced at him and felt that his words were full of anger, and he was so angry that he couldn't understand why.
Could it be because of last night?
Song Yuen felt that Fu Yanlin's mouth was a bit too much.
Although the Fu family is awesome and coaxing, Fu Yanlin has a silver spoon in his mouth and has surpassed others by 10,000 blocks since he was born. There is no need for blessings such as academic qualifications, but... can we keep a low profile? How shameless is it to show off like this?
?
Song Yuen quietly pulled his pants under the table to signal him to shut up, and said to Wen Sheng with a smile, "Miss Wen, don't mind, my brother's temper has always been worse than the stones in the pit, and he is very fond of pretending."
X is showing off, don’t be as knowledgeable as him.”
Fu Yanlin kicked Song Yuen hard, "If you don't want your tongue, send me fried green onions to the kitchen? Are you here to eat, or are you here to listen to your beeping?"
Song Yuen shut up in anger, feeling that Fu Yanlin's stupid uncle was in a mess and refused to give him any face in front of the girl. He regretted being so soft-hearted and bringing him to shame.
Wen Sheng suffered from indigestion after eating one meal.
After the dinner, Wen Sheng declined Song Yuen's offer to take her back to the hotel, and waved at the roadside to stop the car and leave.
After watching Wen Sheng's car drive away, Song Yuen looked back at Fu Yanlin.
Fu Yanlin held a cigarette at an angle and puffed out smoke, his expression dark and unclear.
Song Yuen kicked him and asked, "Dogecoin, do you know Miss Wen?"
"Should I know her?" Fu Yanlin challenged him.
"You took some gun medicine today, right?" Song Yuen said depressedly, "Forget it if you quarrel with me, why are you looking down on Miss Wen? He is my financial sponsor's father——"
"You call me daddy when I give you money?" Fu Yanlin glanced at him, his face full of anger, "You call me daddy?"
"Fu Yanlin, what kind of dog are you? You..." Before Song Yuen could finish his words, he saw Fu Yanlin crushing the cigarette butt, getting on the big black G, and walking away.
Song Yuen was stunned on the spot.
It's obvious that Fu Yanlin knew that he was going to treat Miss Wen to dinner, so he still shamelessly insisted on following her, okay? Why are you acting so arrogantly here now?
He must be so manic because he was dumped by some woman!
Dogecoin!
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After Wen Sheng returned to the hotel, she took a quick shower to relieve her tiredness.
As soon as I wrapped my hair and came out of the bathroom, I heard the doorbell ring.
As soon as she opened the door, Fu Yanlin's cynical and bohemian face came into view. Wen Sheng subconsciously reached out to block the door. Fu Yanlin directly grabbed her arm, pushed it against the door, pressed it, and closed the door.
The man's hard body pressed against her. Wen Sheng felt unhappy, frowned and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"I left something here with you last night."
Wen Sheng said coldly, "I don't have anything of yours here."
Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
Wen Sheng's tone was already very unpleasant, "What was lost? Please find it and leave immediately."
Fu Yanlin's dark eyes were locked on Wen Sheng for a moment, and he said quietly, "I have lost my soul, can I still find it?"