I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 239 Why are you at my house?
In the evening, there is a constant flow of passersby and traffic, and more and more people are passing by, all of whom are preparing to go back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Of course, Zhang Yang did not stay with Li Xiaoxuan, but drove alone, thinking about who to give the last Mid-Autumn Festival gift box to.

"Why don't you give it to my mother directly? How can I not love my son? If I give it to my mother, there will be no suspense about completing this task." Zhang Yang suddenly smiled and said to himself.

The last gift box was found, and Zhang Yang was no longer anxious.

A moment later, a roadside place.

Zhang Yang got out of the car, looked up at the full moon like a jade plate in the sky, and saw various blessing messages in his hand.

There are friends, confidantes, and subordinates.

There are many people I know and don’t know...
Of course Zhang Yang couldn't reply, so he could only reply selectively.

Although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, there is no one at home.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the restaurant is still busy with business. There are many people from outside the country who simply spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in the restaurant, so my parents are very busy tonight.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that this was the villa area of ​​Meng Baihan's family.

He lowered his head and prepared to take out a cigarette.

Going around in circles, how did you get here?
Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled, and was about to drive away.

"A little note for you."

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Zhang Yang drove the car and drove around the city with almost no purpose or direction, and he didn't know where he ended up.

"Zhang Yang?"

Not in a hurry to go back.

"So miserable? Where is your girlfriend? Not together?" Meng Baihan asked curiously.

The girl stood there, looking at Cullinan walking away, feeling a little disappointed.

"It's getting late, let's go back and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhang Yang stamped out his cigarette butts and smiled.

It was Meng Baihan.

"what?"

"Where is this?" He suddenly felt that this place looked familiar.

As for himself, he is really not idle enough to need flirting.

The figure had black hair shawl and was full of bookishness.

She wanted to leave, but was reluctant to leave, so she finished a cigarette with Zhang Yang.

Outside Cullinan, Meng Baihan suddenly stopped and looked a little surprised at the brightly lit car in front of him under the street lights, which looked quite expensive at first glance.

"Meng Baihan, it's me." The car window lowered, revealing Zhang Yang's handsome face.

He opened the trunk and took out the mooncake gift box.

"Well, alone." Zhang Yang nodded and smiled.

"Handsome guy, can you give me a ride?" On the side, a very innocent-looking girl had the courage to come up and strike up a conversation.

"No more, goodbye." Zhang Yang waved and got into the car.

What a coincidence, he seemed to see an acquaintance.

"Hey... can you add me on WeChat?" the girl finally asked boldly.

Outside the car window, a figure was approaching on the roadside, just about to pass his car.

Zhang Yang got out of the car and walked over with a smile, "You are walking so fast, what are you afraid of?"

It was late at night, and a car suddenly honked at me?
Meng Baihan looked around and quickened his pace.

The handmade mooncakes at the Four Seasons Hotel are actually not low-grade, and with the packaging, they are actually quite high-end. Giving them away is a sign of respect.

In the past, for the sake of face, he would sometimes add a bunch of WeChat messages that might not be discussed again, but now he doesn't know how to do it. He won't reply anyway, and there is no need to give others hope.

"It's late at night, and a car suddenly honks its horn. How can I, a little girl, not be scared?" Meng Baihan scolded, then looked in the car window, as if to confirm if anyone else was there, "When did you go back to Yinghai? Alone?" "

"Sorry, I'm waiting for someone." Zhang Yang raised his head and smiled politely.

Meng Baihan was stunned, with some surprise and surprise in his eyes.

"After being a teacher for a long time, my temperament has changed." Zhang Yang smiled to himself and honked the car horn.

"Given it to me? Thank you!" Meng Baihan didn't hide his surprise and took it without hesitation, "It's still a mooncake from the Four Seasons Hotel."

The girl on the side was stunned by the appearance that suddenly raised her head. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had been declined.

Of course, Zhang Yang didn't think much about it at all, he just gave him a small gift at the right time.

"I opened a bookstore for her, and I'm currently busy with my own small business." Zhang Yang explained briefly. "By the way...Happy holidays."

Cullinan drove away.

Zhang Yang's originally smiling face suddenly froze.

It was a chance encounter, so I just gave him a mooncake gift box.

So when Zhang Yang gave this away at this moment, he didn't feel like he couldn't get it out of his hands.

Ding!
Mid-Autumn Festival gift distribution (completed)
Mission reward one: thirty experience points

Mission reward two: [Haiqin Restaurant exclusive BUFF: Feel at home]

No, the mission is completed now?

Zhang Yang looked at the smiling old classmates in front of him and recalled the requirements of the mission.

A member of the opposite sex with a favorability rating of over 90?
Meng Baihan's favorability level for him actually reached over 90?
What is the concept of having a favorability score of over 90?

Let's put it this way, at the passing level of 60, it is considered a slight favorable impression, and at 80, it is extremely favorable, and can even be regarded as liking.

That ninety...

The first two people have blended their souls and bodies and have had in-depth exchanges with each other. But Meng Baihan, this to me... When did this start?

For a moment, Zhang Yang's mind was racing with thoughts, and his expression turned blank.

"Hey, old classmate, are you okay?" Meng Baihan gently waved his palm in front of Zhang Yang.

"It's okay." Zhang Yang came to his senses, gently grabbed the hand in front of him, and looked at Meng Baihan in front of him for a long time.

Meng Baihan let Zhang Yang grab her hand for a while, and finally pulled it back with a blushing face.

"Why did you look at me for so long?"

"Sorry." Zhang Yang smiled apologetically, "Then what...you should go back early, I'll leave first."

"Hey, wait a minute." Meng Baihan suddenly called out to Zhang Yang.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang stopped and turned around to ask doubtfully.

"You're here, you..." Meng Baihan seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage, "Do you want to come to my house and sit for a while... I'm not being polite, I'm serious."

"Going to your house?" Zhang Yang hesitated.

"My parents are not at home this Mid-Autumn Festival, and no one else is here." Meng Baihan whispered, with hopeful eyes.

"Okay...that's okay." Zhang Yang thought for a while and nodded.

Anyway, it's dark at home now, and my parents are not at home, so why not go to someone else's house to sit and experience the joy of Mid-Autumn Festival night. After a while, Zhang Yang and Meng Baihan walked into the villa area.

It’s still outside the villa last time.

Meng Baihan took out the key and opened the door, and Zhang Yang turned on the light of her mobile phone.

After a while, the two walked into the home.

When the lights are turned on, the house is instantly brightly lit.

"Zhang Yang, please sit down wherever you want. I'll wash the fruits and get you food." Meng Baihan enthusiastically invited Zhang Yang to sit down first.

"I'm just going to sit here, don't be busy." Zhang Yang sat down on the sofa and said.

"I'm a guest. Do you want me to be rude?" Meng Baihan rolled his eyes at Zhang Yang and walked in to get the fruit plate.

After a while, sliced ​​grapefruit, sliced ​​Qiuyue pears, and a plate of cooked water chestnut peanuts were placed in front of Zhang Yang.

"Come, old classmate, please drink tea." Meng Baihan offered another water glass.

"You are so enthusiastic." Zhang Yang thanked him with a smile and took a look at the environment of the villa.

The layout of old-fashioned villas is naturally not as good as today’s new villas.

However, the family is worthy of being well-off.

Take a look at the exquisite mahogany furniture, the root-carved teahouse on the side, the small fountain in the pavilion in the yard, and the group photos on the side.

Zhang Yang could clearly see that it was a photo of Meng Baihan and his family going abroad when he was a child.

"Hey, you're looking at my photos. I have more, do you want to see them?" Meng Baihan followed Zhang Yang's line of sight and asked with a smile.

"I'm a little curious, let me have a look." Zhang Yang nodded.

After a while, Meng Baihan brought a photo album and showed Zhang Yang his growth process from childhood to adulthood with great interest.

"Look, this is a full-moon photo of me just after I was born."

"This is my kindergarten graduation photo."

"This is a photo of us going to Tokyo Disney during the summer vacation in elementary school. In those years, we basically went out every summer vacation."

She sat next to Zhang Yang, very close to him.

So much so that Zhang Yang could smell the fragrance of her hair and the very fresh and elegant perfume on her body.

"Hey...it's high school." Meng Baihan suddenly stopped, looked at his high school graduation photos, and then looked back at Zhang Yang beside him, "Your changes are really earth-shaking."

"Although the changes are big, we have also suffered a lot." Zhang Yang smiled and did not explain anything.

Looking at this photo, Meng Baihan's life from childhood to adulthood flashed before his eyes one by one. He suddenly realized that he had actually watched Meng Baihan grow from a little girl step by step to the class beauty of high school, and then to the Meng Baihan she is today. teacher.

"I understand, if you didn't endure hardship, you wouldn't be able to have the changes you have today." Meng Baihan gave a thumbs up, "I admire you."

As she moved, she suddenly realized that the two of them seemed to be inexplicably close at the moment, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.

Suddenly, the sound of a vehicle's engine seemed to be heard in the yard.

Meng Baihan suddenly woke up, stood up instantly, and gently lifted a handful of hair from his forehead behind his ears, "It should be my brother here."

"Your brother?" The first impression in Zhang Yang's mind was the little boy who just appeared in the photo album with a toy gun in his hand.

Then, a name popped into his head.

Meng Baihan's brother seems to be called Meng Mingfeng, right? Hiss, I wouldn’t want to meet him on this occasion!
Zhang Yang's expression suddenly felt a little strange.

Because Meng Mingfeng once pursued Lin Jingmin but failed, and ended up being cut off by himself.

Later, in his car, the two of them had just finished shaking, and they happened to bump into Meng Mingfeng when they came out.

"Xiaohan, I brought you mooncakes. Hey, there are guests!"

A figure suddenly stopped, and Meng Mingfeng just closed the door blankly, looking at Zhang Yang blankly.

"Hello." Zhang Yang nodded calmly.

"You, you, you..." Meng Mingfeng was speechless at the moment, "Why are you at my house?"

For a moment, many images flashed through his mind.

From the last time I bumped into a car, to this time I bumped into Zhang Yang and Lin Jingmin kissing downstairs in the company...
That’s all, that’s all.

But now, he suddenly appears in his own home, alone in a room with his own sister. What does this mean?
For a moment, his mind was in turmoil.

It's old and new grudges, right? Absolutely, but he couldn't do it to make him fall out.

Because he saw Zhang Yang casually holding the Cullinan car keys in his hand.

This person drives an eight to nine million Cullinan.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Zhang Yang is my classmate. We met on the road. I just invited him to be a guest. You are too rude." Meng Baihan said something casual.

"Oh yes, I made a mistake." Meng Mingfeng took a deep breath, "Brother Zhang, happy holidays."

"You too." Zhang Yang stood up with a smile, "I've been sitting here for a while, so I won't stay any longer. My parents are still waiting for me to come back. Meng Baihan, see you next time when you have time?"

He took his leave.

"Okay then, I won't keep you any longer." Meng Baihan looked at his somewhat distraught brother, then looked at Zhang Yang, "Then shall I see you off?"

"No, no, I can just go by myself." Zhang Yang said politely, nodded to Meng Mingfeng, and walked straight to the door.

After a while, only the brother and sister were left in the villa.

"Xiaohan, let me ask you, do you like your classmate? I'm serious." Meng Mingfeng suddenly asked coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Meng Baihan suddenly stood up a little too covertly, "I have a girlfriend."

"You don't deny that you like him, right?" Meng Mingfeng was dumbfounded and his mouth was bitter.

Not only does he have a girlfriend!
He stole your brother's love from Bai Yueguang, and now he's still not clear with you...

"It goes without saying." Meng Baihan said in a low voice, "Just leave my affairs alone."

"No!" Meng Mingfeng suddenly said, "You absolutely can't."

"No? Brother, you don't have to react so strongly, right?" Meng Baihan looked at his brother in disbelief, "Besides, there are many people who like him, but it doesn't mean they will definitely get together."

"You...you'd better not have any ideas at all." Meng Mingfeng hesitated, unable to express the pain in his heart.

He can't say that all the women he likes were snatched away by you, a classmate.

Whenever given the opportunity, he would never let go of the opportunity to let his sister recognize the true identity of her old classmate, but when it came to his own face, he had no choice but to keep it secret.

"Brother, you...you are really incomprehensible." Meng Baihan stamped his feet, turned around angrily and went upstairs.

Meng Mingfeng sat downstairs blankly and looked at the home camera on the side.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he just turned on his phone in a strange way, preparing to take a look at the surveillance picture just now.

After looking over and over for a while, he took a deep breath and relaxed.

It can be seen that everything is in a budding state now. Nothing has happened between the two people yet. As for the future...

"Absolutely not, we have to get there in time." He murmured to himself and looked at the direction of his sister's room upstairs from a distance. "Fortunately, everything seems to be in time."

(End of this chapter)