Hua Yingying stopped. She grabbed Mai Fan's sleeves and looked at him very seriously: "You will definitely not be the one who dies."
"I held your hand not because I was afraid, but because I thought that when you finish shooting, no matter whether you succeed or fail, I will grab the gun in my hand."
"That way, when they rush over, they will find that it's me with the gun in my hand, not you."
After listening to these slightly childish words, Mai Fan didn't know what to say to the prostitute who came from Sancai Hall across from him.
He looked at the woman in front of him seriously... this woman who was not familiar to him.
Mai Fan felt that he should remember this woman's face.
This woman with Xing'er's eyes, round face, and a naive smile deserves to be remembered seriously by him.
Perhaps Hua Yingying had never been looked at by a man with such focused eyes. Under this kind of gaze, this somewhat silly and bold woman actually became shy in a rare way.
"Brother Xiaofan, what are you looking at?"
"Looking at you, I think you are very beautiful now. I want to see it clearly and keep it in my heart."
After saying these words, Mai Fan hugged the woman into his arms, hugging her seriously and forcefully.
"Let's go home."
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Turn around...
'Jingle Bell……'
Mai Fanlai was woken up by the blaring alarm bell.
He pressed the rickety alarm clock on the bedside table and stretched out comfortably on the soft big bed.
There was a squirming little head in his arms. Before it could come out, Mai Fan pushed it back.
"Just sleep a little longer. I'm in a hurry to go to school and you don't have to."
There was an embarrassing muffled reply from the fluffy snowflake quilt: "That's okay, I, I have to sneak away. If your parents find out..."
Mai Fan, who was sitting on the bedside and had already put on his school uniform, smiled: "Do you think my parents don't know that I brought you back last night?"
"Anyway, after going downstairs, you will face strong winds and heavy rain. Do you want to run away in advance? Can you still jump from the balcony on the third floor?"
"Just be rogue and pretend nothing happened. People like my parents who care about face will not care about you."
After saying that, Mai Fan patted the bulge in the gauze quilt and walked downstairs proudly amidst the other party's screams.
At this time, the atmosphere in the dining room on the first floor was not harmonious.
The dark-faced Mai Wencai looked at Mai Fan who was staggering downstairs, and started to squeeze the crutch in his hand.
Chu Shaoxue on the side held down Mai Wencai's hand that he wanted to raise, and gently shook her head at him.
She watched Mai Fan clear his mouth and face while being served by the servants, and then waved to her son and asked him to come and sit next to her.
"You are about to graduate, what are your plans for the future?"
Just as Mai Fan was about to bring the milk to his mouth, he paused because of his mother's words.
If you have any plans, won’t your family arrange it?
So is eating and waiting for death a plan?
Probably because Mai Fan was too obvious, Mai Wencai, who was sitting opposite him, finally couldn't hold back and yelled at his unfulfilled son: "You! After graduation, immediately! Immediately! Get out of here!"
city!"
"I've contacted you about the best university in Xiangcheng. You can honestly study the business major there and go to work in a trading company in Xiangcheng after graduation!"
"I'll get rid of all the bad friends I've made here! Those women I've met!"
"If you dare to talk nonsense! I will break your legs right now!"
Mai Fan quickly swallowed the milk in his mouth, picked up a piece of toasted crispy bread, and stood up from the chair: "Okay, I agree! I'll go! Did I say I don't listen to my family?"
"At least you should listen to my answer before taking action."
"Also, dad, you said you would stop cutting off friends and women after you go to Xiangcheng. Does that mean that I can still have close contact with them before I go?"
After saying that, Mai Fan pulled out his chair, picked up his schoolbag before his father could react, and ran out the door without looking back.
Angrily, Mai Wen raised the crutch he had just put down again.
He swung his cane and shouted at the little rabbit who had disappeared: "Look, look at this attitude, what a loser a loving mother is... I say Shaoxue, you are usually a sensible person, why do you do this?
To this little brat..." After saying this, Mai Wen raised his eyes and couldn't say any more.
Because at this time Hua Yingying had packed herself up and was sneaking downstairs.
She was startled by the farce in the hall and froze at the foot of the stairs.
Now, I was blocked by Mai Fan's parents...
"Master Mai... Mrs. Mai..."
The girl wearing semi-high-heeled sandals slipped down the stairs with a grunt.
Under the dumbfounded gaze of the dignified Mai family couple, she grabbed her dropped shoes and ran out of Mai Fan's house, rolling and crawling.
"Pfft..."
Chu Shaoxue, who was sitting on the table, laughed out loud.
Mai Wencai turned around with a puzzled look on his face and expressed doubts deep in his soul: "Is this the vixen our son has fallen in love with? Nowadays, the third son of the Third Prince can only produce fools like this?"
Chu Shaoxue picked up the table knife, spread the butter evenly on the slices of bread, and handed it to her husband who didn't understand: "Do you know why I didn't stop our son from finding a girl?"
"That's it, no matter who is being taken advantage of."
"Besides, I have already sent someone to inquire about the old bustard in Qing Qianzhai."
"She swore that she was a clean girl and she could not let our son get into trouble."
"He's such a big boy, and it's more likely that something will happen if you leave him alone."
"Anyway, he agreed just now and is going to Xiangcheng. I see, as long as he can follow the arrangements of his hometown, our son will not be out of place."
Mai Wencai was convinced by Chu Shaoxue because of these words.
He no longer cares about trivial matters, he just wants to have more contact with Xiangcheng. It would be best if the graduation season of the school here ends as soon as possible.
Little did they know that their son had already been on the verge of death, and that their entire family was almost facing destruction.
…
Now, Mai Fan, who had successfully resolved all this, stood at the gate of Huayuan Road and put Hua Yingying on the rickshaw.
Under the noisy promotion of the newspaper boy on the side, I bought a copy of the Shanghai Morning News that just came out today.
Mai Fan unfolded the newspaper, which smelled of ink, and the news on the front page was the news he wanted to read.
‘The new commander of the Maritime Intelligence Station died in the xx club. The assassins were organized by two parties.’
At the bottom is a large and blurry picture of the scene, and underneath the picture is a random guess made by a newspaper reporter without any information.
