After wearing the book, my strategy was wrong, the male protagonist

Chapter 417 The other party is typing...

Zhong Wan gave him a white look.

The most annoying thing about her is to say half of what she has to say, and if she doesn't want to say it, she just doesn't want to say it.

Putting down the breakfast in his hands, Zhong Wan got up with his coffee.

Lin Zhishen looked at the breakfast she had only eaten, frowned slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Why don't you eat?"

Zhong Wan didn't turn his head, and said softly: "Seeing that you have no appetite, send me to grandma's house."

Lin Zhishen: "..."

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Grandpa Zhong Wan likes to play golf, and his villa is next to the golf course.

The air is fresh and the environment is pleasant.

All the topics Lin Zhishen raised on the way were ignored by Zhong Wan.

The two were almost speechless all the way.

When Lin Zhishen was looking at the rearview mirror on the right side, he glanced at Zhong Wan by the way.

When looking back, the corners of the mouth slightly raised.

Child temper.

Zhong Wan was like this when he was a child, when he got angry, he just sat there by himself, and ignored him if he didn't listen to him.

After getting out of the car, Lin Zhishen helped Zhong Wan take out the luggage and spoke again.

Ask her: "How long do you plan to stay? I'll come and pick you up."

Zhong Wan rang the doorbell of the villa's courtyard door and replied, "Two days."

Today on Wednesday, she will go back to the recording location of "Baby Hello" on Friday to record a variety show.

After several months of recording, "Hello Baby" is also coming to an end.

This week, Zhong Wan is going to record the last episode.

A minute after the doorbell rang, the courtyard door opened automatically. Lin Zhishen and Zhong Wan walked into the courtyard, and two elderly men with silver hair walked out.

When they saw Zhong Wan, they called out to be a good baby.

By the way, I also greeted Lin Zhishen.

Zhong Wan was embraced by her grandma who was a head shorter than her, and a sense of happiness surged in her heart.

Infected, she also had a smile on her face.

Grandma took Zhong Wan around a few times, feeling sorry for her working outside, she was exhausted and thin.

Lin Zhishen was ignored for a while before he said, "It's windy outside, let's go in and talk about it."

A group of four entered the house and sat on the sofa to chat.

For some reason, Zhong Wan felt very cordial towards these two elderly people, without any embarrassment when they first met.

Lin Zhishen's company still had work to do, so he left early after having lunch with him.

After sending Lin Zhishen away, the two elderly people went upstairs to take a nap, while Zhong Wanwo lay idle on the sofa and turned on Glory of the King.

As soon as I logged in, I went to the WeChat account to send a message to the melancholy prince.

【ZZZZZZ: Do you want to play games? 】

After posting, I remembered that today is Wednesday, a working day, and the melancholy prince should still be in class.

So 2 minutes ago, I withdrew the previous content.

When withdrawing, she saw the prompt on the top of WeChat:
The other party is typing...

In the next second, Zhong Wan received a message from the other party.

One word.

[Melancholic Prince: Hit. 】

Zhong Wan was a little puzzled, isn't the melancholy prince not allowed to play with his mobile phone during school?

After thinking about it, Zhong Wan sent another message.

【ZZZZZZ: Are you not in class today? 】

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Inside a silver-gray nanny car driving on the road.

He Yu sat on the left side by the window, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Under the sun, the thick and long eyelashes were covered with a layer of light and shadow, and the tall and excellent bridge of the nose cast a shadow on one side.

He Yu was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and the slightly fitted sweater made his figure even more tense.

The neckline was just below his Adam's apple, making his skin fairer.

The black trousers wrapped his slender legs, and he crossed them casually, taking up most of the space in the car.

He Yu had just finished a shoot, and his hairstyle and make-up on his face hadn't been removed yet. He was leaning on the sofa seat quite loosely, but there was an inexplicable coercion and nobility.

(End of this chapter)