I'm in Love Apartment, and the system is making me cultivate immortality.

"That's right, Zhanbo, explain to me what you mean by 'I've been tougher than men since I was little'!"

Ms. Hu and Mo Lan could no longer contain themselves and stormed into room 3601 to confront them.

On the sofa, Zhanbo and Mo Jun huddled together, trembling as they faced the two women who exuded murderous intent.

"Sis, let me explain."

"Sister, let me explain!"

"What's there to explain!" Ms. Hu and Mo Lan said in unison, their faces dark.

"Suffer to death!"

Hearing the screams coming from inside the room, Gu Yifan pulled Wan Yu back, who was about to follow him in to see what was going on.

"?" Lin Wanyu turned her head.

Gu Yifan shook his head slightly, deciding it was best not to disturb them.

Guan Gu and Teacher Zeng, who had originally wanted to watch the excitement from behind, froze upon hearing the screams coming from inside the house.

Gu Yifan tiptoed and quietly closed the door.

Ultimately, after Zhanbo and Moran insisted, the two decided to go to France.

Ms. Hu stopped Zhanbo from doing so, but she has been training him in various self-defense skills for the past few days.

3601 living room.

The sofa was moved.

Ms. Hu, dressed in a taekwondo uniform, was training Zhanbo in self-defense techniques, which were said to be Mossad self-defense techniques.

Gu Yifan shook his head, "Yifei, I think we should forget about it. Zhanbo won't need these skills."

Hu Yifei was in the middle of beating Zhanbo, who was her punching bag, when she heard this and turned around, very dissatisfied, shouting loudly, "What do you mean 'unusable'!"

"Learning self-defense techniques is very useful for dealing with petty thieves, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yifan shrugged and said, "That's just you. Zhanbo can't become a fighting master quickly like that."

"Besides, haven't you heard the saying, 'Even the best kung fu master is afraid of a kitchen knife, and even the best kung fu master can be taken down with a single shot'?"

A gun is fast from three steps away, and it is also fast and accurate within three steps.

Ms. Hu was speechless, then realized that unlike the situation in China, guns are still rampant abroad.

Moreover, even if you don't have guns, you shouldn't have too many knives or the like.

Gu Yifan had never seen anyone who could truly disarm a sword with their bare hands.

"So you mean Zhanbo doesn't need to prepare anything and can just go?" Ms. Hu said, unconvinced.

Gu Yifan shook his head and offered suggestions to Zhanbo.

"Zhanbo, be careful when you go abroad. Don't go to dangerous areas, don't go out at night, and most importantly, don't trust any Chinese people who come to your door, especially if they are overly enthusiastic."

"What do you mean by that?" Ms. Hu asked, taken aback.

"When you're traveling, shouldn't we help each other out?"

Gu Yifan chuckled and asked Ms. Hu in return, "Have you ever been abroad?"

Ms. Hu choked on her words.

She has never actually done it.

"Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of ulterior motives or theft." Gu Yifan thought for a moment and said, "Although not everyone is like that, there are still many people who specialize in swindling money from Chinese people. Once you've been swindled, there's nothing you can do."

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo nodded, "I do know that."

He did live in the United States for four years, after all.

"Don't worry, sis, I know how to protect myself and Moran."

Seeing that Gu Yifan and Zhanbo both said so, Ms. Hu finally gave up the idea of ​​giving Zhanbo special training.

"Whatever! You've grown up, and you're all grown up now."

Ms. Hu sat down on the sofa angrily.

Upon seeing this, Zhanbo quickly came over to massage his older sister's legs, and said with an embarrassed smile, "I know you care about me, but if I can't break free from your protection, I won't be able to grow up in the future."

“Exactly.” Gu Yifan walked over and put his arm around Ms. Hu’s shoulder. “If it’s going to rain, it’ll rain; if a mother wants to remarry, she’ll remarry. So let Zhanbo go.”

Yifei blushed upon hearing this, rolled her eyes, and shook off Gu Yifan's arm. "Go away! If Zhanbo gets into any trouble, I'll settle the score with you!"

The visas were processed quickly, and Zhanbo and Moran bought tickets to Paris, with a layover in Dubai, a country known for its wealth.

The night before Zhanbo was to leave, Ziqiao insisted on throwing a farewell party.

But Zhanbo refused, saying he just wanted things to be the same as usual, since he wasn't going abroad all the time, only for a year.

Gu Yifan waved his hand, indicating that he would go to Xiao Nan Guo and that he would treat everyone to dinner that night.

The group went downstairs together and headed to Xiao Nan Guo in a grand procession.

The commercial street downstairs is still very lively.

However, when the group arrived, they bumped into a familiar figure.

"Hey, Wei Ge, what are you doing here?"

Ziqiao unexpectedly saw Zhang Wei, who was dressed in a white suit and looked quite respectable, and walked up to greet him familiarly.

"Oh, what a coincidence! I was just about to go to the apartment to find everyone." Zhang Wei was also pleasantly surprised to see everyone.

"Zhang Wei? Long time no see! Your allergies are all better now?" Guan Gu greeted Zhang Wei.

"Hehe, thanks everyone for your concern, I'm almost fully recovered," Zhang Wei said with a sheepish grin, scratching his head.

"What brings you here? Oh, you know Zhanbo is leaving, so you came to see him off, right?" Zeng Xiaoxian said with a grin.

To everyone's surprise, Zhang Wei looked puzzled and asked, "Zhanbo is leaving?"

“Yeah, my flight’s tomorrow.” Ziqiao put his hand on Zhang Wei’s shoulder and asked, “It’s a farewell party tonight, Zhang Wei, do you want to come?”

Zhang Wei quickly said, "No need for that."

"Don't be shy, we're all friends, let's go together." Ziqiao persisted, "It's a good opportunity to tell you why you wanted to see us."

Zhang Wei couldn't resist Zi Qiao's insistence and was dragged into Xiao Nan Guo by Zi Qiao.

Gu Yifan seemed to be deep in thought.

Judging by the numbers, Zhang Wei's wedding is almost here.

Inside the private room at Xiao Nan Guo.

After everyone was seated, Zhang Wei explained why he had come.

"My younger brother is getting married tomorrow at the Crowne Plaza Hotel. Here are the invitations. If you're free, you're welcome to attend," Zhang Wei said with a smile, handing the invitations to everyone.

"What? You're getting married?" Ziqiao exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong? Didn't I say so before?" Zhang Wei asked, bewildered.

"Yes, I happen to be free tomorrow, so I'll attend," Gu Yifan said, accepting the invitation.

It seems that what's meant to happen will happen. Although Gu Yifan had reminded Zhang Wei that Xiaoli might not love him and already had someone else in her heart.

But Zhang Wei's desire to get married and have a family was so urgent that he was willing to wear a potentially cuckolded hat.

Unfortunately, Xiaoli and her boyfriend Qiangzi even intended to strip Zhang Wei of his last shred of dignity.

Gu Yifan was going to go and support Zhang Wei.

"Thanks," Zhang Wei said gratefully.

Ziqiao quickly interjected, annoyed, "What I mean is, why didn't you tell me you were getting married sooner?"

Zhang Wei said, bewildered, "It's not too late now, is it?"

As he spoke, Zhang Wei explained shyly, "The main reason is that I've been busy with the wedding lately and haven't had the time. Sending messages to everyone would be too perfunctory, so I wanted to deliver it in person."

Ziqiao shook his head and retorted, "Hey buddy, I mean, if you had told me earlier, I could have contacted a bunch of beautiful girls to help you celebrate your bachelor party!"

"A bachelor party?"

“That’s right! Believe it or not, your bride is also gathering her best friends to celebrate the end of her single life and the beginning of her marriage!” Zi Qiao said confidently.

“Maybe they’ll even hire male models~” “Pah, disgusting!” Wanyu said.

Tang Youyou was afraid that Zhang Wei would be unhappy, so she quickly tugged at Ziqiao's arm, "Ziqiao, don't talk nonsense."

Ms. Hu was very unhappy. "Lu Ziqiao, do you know how to talk? What do you mean by 'entering the grave of marriage'? Zhang Wei, don't listen to him."

Zhang Wei also hesitated. The last New Year's Eve party had left such a deep impression on him that he spent the New Year in the hospital. This time, it was a bachelor party.
"I think we should just forget about it. I feel like it's good enough to have a meal with everyone," Zhang Wei said awkwardly.

Unfortunately, he met Ziqiao.

"Okay, no problem~"

Seeing Ziqiao's enigmatic smile, Zhang Wei felt a tightness in his chest. "I mean, I don't throw bachelor parties."

But Ziqiao still tilted his head and smiled in return, "Of course, no problem~"

Zhang Wei's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably, and he quickly said, "Why are you looking at me like that and smiling?"

“This is a mockery,” Ziqiao said, raising an eyebrow.

"A man who doesn't have a bachelor party can't be a real man; it proves you're a boring, friendless nerd!"

"Who said that!" Zeng Xiaoxian immediately retorted.

"Teacher Zeng, shut up! You're only fit to watch melodramas. Do you want to spend your whole life watching melodramas?"

Teacher Zeng was so choked that she stared wide-eyed, but couldn't say a word.

Who can blame him when Ziqiao's tongue is even more eloquent than the host's?

Ziqiao looked Zeng Laoshi up and down with disdain, shaking his head and sighing, "Look at you now! The show's over, and you're already throwing your weight around? What's the difference between you and a loser who can only use his hands because he doesn't have a girlfriend!"

"you!"

"What do you mean, 'I'? Teacher Zeng, you keep saying you want to find a girlfriend, but what do you do? You stay at home all the time. Please! No girl will come to you willingly."

Zeng Xiaoxian fell silent.

Ziqiao then spoke in an encouraging tone.

Tonight is your chance to prove yourself!

"I plan to rent a stretch Lincoln first, and then pick up the pretty girls from the art department at the entrance of the drama academy."

"Teacher Zeng, will your status as a well-known host be of any use then?"

Teacher Zeng, her heart fluttering with temptation, quickly replied, "Absolutely! I'm a well-known figure!"

Ziqiao snapped his fingers, and it was done. He then continued to persuade Zhang Wei with his silver tongue.

"Zhang Wei, Singles' Day isn't important. What's important is this attitude—an attitude towards life, an attitude that even if the end of the world comes tomorrow, we'll still face it with the utmost enthusiasm!"

Zhang Wei stammered, unable to speak, but he was clearly tempted.

It wasn't a party.

Over the years, few friends had helped him celebrate anything, so Zhang Wei really didn't want to refuse this rare opportunity.

"So, if you insist on leaving like this until the end of the meal, spending a mundane and unremarkable eve of your bachelorhood that won't become a fond memory for you years later, then I won't stop you."

"Then let's discuss it after we eat," Zhang Wei agreed.

Seeing Ziqiao's smile, which resembled that of a cunning and treacherous wolf, Wanyu tugged at Gu Yifan's arm, "I don't think this is a good idea."

To everyone's surprise, Tang Youyou immediately raised her hand and asked, "Can I join?"

"Auntie, you can't do that. This is a boy's night. You have to spend it with a girl."

Ziqiao refused righteously and firmly.

Tang Youyou was a little disappointed and muttered, "If you don't let me play, I'll tell your mom."

Ziqiao: "."

"Unless you provide some financial support, I can let you join!"

“No problem!” Tang Youyou, who had just been looking dejected and dejected, immediately replied.

However, Guan Gu stopped her, saying, "Youyou, you'd better not go. Ziqiao's party is boring. Didn't we agree to watch a movie tonight?"

Tang Youyou pouted, "But it sounds interesting."

Ziqiao looked at Gu Yifan, who had been silent all along, and asked, "Yifan, do you want to join?"

Just as Wan Yu was about to speak, Zi Qiao interrupted her.

"No, Wanyu, you can't. This is a man's activity. You girls can also have a wonderful night."

Gu Yifan took a sip of tea strategically and decisively refused, "No, I won't go."

The reason he didn't stop Ziqiao was that he thought it would be good for Zhang Wei to miss the wedding.

It's better than witnessing Qiangzi taking Xiaoli away with his own eyes.

otherwise.

Psychologist: Wow, another big order! Looks like the down payment for the luxury apartment on the Bund that my wife's been eyeing is finally secured!

“That’s right, Gu Yifan wants to come with us!” Wan Yu immediately grabbed Gu Yifan’s arm and provocatively said to Chong Ziqiao.

"Then Zhanbo, you..."

"I have to catch a flight early tomorrow morning, I'm not going!" Zhanbo firmly refused.

Ziqiao shook his head in disappointment, "Zhanbo, I'm very disappointed in you."

"Alright, let's not talk about this now, let's eat," Gu Yifan said.

After all, tonight is not only Zhang Wei's bachelor party, but also Zhanbo's farewell banquet.

The dishes were served quickly, and everyone poured themselves a drink.

"Zhanbo, we wish you and Moran a safe journey," everyone said in unison.

"Thank you everyone." Zhanbo nodded.

"Zhanbo, when you go to the romantic city, don't forget to make friends with a few pretty foreign girls and introduce them to me when you get back," Ziqiao said casually.

Gu Yifan joked, "Zhanbo, you could sell starch sausages under the Eiffel Tower; that would be a great business."

"Go to hell! Why don't you go?" Ms. Hu scolded playfully, subtly twisting Gu Yifan's arm with her delicate hand.

Gu Yifan's smile froze. "I wasn't joking."

"Wanyu, you must have been to Paris, right? How did you feel?" Ms. Hu then asked Wanyu.

Her father owns businesses all over the world, including a lavender farm and winery in France.

"Paris," Wanyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Hmm, the Champs-Élysées is alright, the foie gras is delicious, and the fresh oysters are good too. The people are quite friendly."

"Alright, alright," Ms. Hu said, giving up.

She shouldn't have asked Wanyu about her identity; if she went there, she would definitely be the one receiving a warm welcome.

Gu Yifan shrugged. Old France was an empire that started out as a loan sharking nation, and its people were all bankers who initially started out lending money with Da Ying.

"Don't just look at the good side. Zhanbo, I suggest you don't swim in the Seine."

After a few rounds of drinks, the dinner party ended.

Zhang Wei still couldn't refuse Zi Qiao's "kindness" and was pulled into a taxi by Zi Qiao and Teacher Zeng.

"See you tomorrow, Zhang Wei." Gu Yifan waved goodbye to the three of them.

Seeing this, Miss Lin misunderstood and squeezed in, saying, "Gu Yifan, you also want to spend a wonderful night with those pretty ladies, right?"

Wan Yu's barely concealed jealousy was palpable, even to a fool.

How could Gu Yifan possibly admit it?

"You're overthinking it. I just hope Ziqiao doesn't ruin Zhang Wei's wedding."

Ms. Hu said, "Then why did you still send Zhang Wei?"

Gu Yifan shrugged. "I was just saying. How about we go to the board game arcade and play some murder mystery games? They've just released one, I think it's called 'The Creation of the World'."

"I'll go, I'll go! That sounds really interesting!" Tang Youyou immediately raised her hand. (End of Chapter)