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Chapter 42 Who Smacked Your Head

Qin Luyuan walked over with his two bags of gift boxes the moment he heard the iron door open.

Luo Weiwei turned her eyes away from the plant branches protruding from the corner, and turned to Fan Yihang who opened the door.

Fan Yihang is still wearing the wide and fat school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School, but it seems that because of his height, it is not fat at all on him, and it even fits him well, giving his cold face a youthful look.

"Hi, classmate Fan, we meet again." Qin Luyuan greeted Fan Yihang with his flattering and dog-legged smile. While saying hello, he noticed the injury on Fan Yihang's forehead.

It appeared to be a fresh wound, and it looked a little horrific because it was still bleeding.

After careful consideration, Qin Luyuan chose not to ask any questions.

Boys at this age are the most important time to save face, but when they reach their thirties and experience the ups and downs of life, they will understand that face is not as important as a red banknote.

This is also the reason why he came to Fan's house with a shy face.

Fan Yihang completely opened the iron door, stood sideways by himself, and made a gesture.

"Please."

Just as Qin Luyuan was about to walk over, Luo Weiwei behind him suddenly said, "Fan Yihang, who beat you on the head?"

Qin Luyuan: "..."

Fan Yihang looked up at Luo Weiwei, turned around and walked in front without saying a word.

Luo Weiwei curled her lips, what are you pulling?Wasn't she consoling him in a friendly way?What's the point?

She raised her heels to go in, Qin Luyuan seemed to slow down her pace on purpose, and didn't speak until she walked side by side with Luo Weiwei: "Go in later, try your best to talk!"

"Why?" Luo Weiwei squinted at Qin Luyuan.

"Because you don't speak and no one will treat you as dumb!" Qin Luyuan said, quickening his pace.

Qin Qianqian who was behind her curled her lips and walked to Luo Weiwei's side.

"Sister, you should have seen it too, right? The Fan family is very important to our family. If you continue to make trouble like this, our whole family will have to drink the northwest wind!"

Luo Weiwei was puzzled: "Why did I make trouble? Didn't I just get out of the car and enter the door?"

Qin Qianqian: "But you shouldn't have pointed out that Fan Yihang's head was injured just now."

"Why?" Luo Weiwei raised her chin: "You pretended not to see this kind of thing when you clearly saw it. Only your Qin family can pretend, but I can't."

As she spoke, she quickened her pace -- limping, of course.

Walking through the gravel road in the small yard, Luo Weiwei could still find the place where she fell that night, and the traces of the bent grass on that fast place were still there.

She couldn't even fall to her death, which shows that her luck is really not ordinary.

Luo Weiwei looked away and walked up the steps of the small bungalow.

Walking to the door of the small bungalow, the dishes were fragrant, Luo Weiwei patted her stomach lightly and said to herself, "Don't worry, I'll feed you right away."

The stomach obediently stopped the "grunt" sound.

"Welcome, welcome! Sit down, wait for one more soup and then we can have dinner." Mr. Fan came out with an iron spoon, smiling all over his face.

Qin Luyuan put the two gift boxes on the coffee table, and greeted Mr. Fan: "Mr. Fan cooks himself? Then I really can't bear it..."

"What can't you afford? You're old and not good at craftsmanship, so you'll just have to eat." Mr. Fan said, and ordered Fan Yihang: "Hanghang, take down the Dahongpao I drank."

Airline?

Luo Weiwei couldn't help laughing, so that's what his family called him?Then when she called him that before, why did he react so strongly?
Fan Yihang's forehead protruded twice, and he went upstairs to get tea in silence.

Luo Weiwei followed Fan Yihang upstairs, thinking whether to remind him to treat the injury on his forehead before coming down, but before he could think about it, Old Man Fan walked up to her.

"You are Vivi, right?"

Old Man Fan smiled very kindly, and Luo Weiwei didn't dislike him, so he returned a bright smile.

"Hello, Grandpa Fan."

"Hey, hello, hello, the little girl is really pretty, which is rare in this small town." Mr. Fan praised him very sincerely.

Luo Weiwei looked around the living room and said, "Your house is so beautifully built, which is rare in the old town. But there is one thing that I am very surprised about."

Hearing Luo Weiwei's words, Qin Luyuan was so frightened that he immediately winked her to shut up. Qin Qianqian was also afraid that Luo Weiwei would say something that would offend Mr. Fan, so he twisted his skirt tightly with his hands.

Luo Weiwei turned a blind eye and directly expressed the question in her heart: "Why do you spend so much money to decorate the room so beautifully?"

Old Man Fan smiled and tilted his head, and asked, "If it were you, what would you do with the money?"

"If it was me." Luo Weiwei glanced at Qin Luyuan who was so nervous that his forehead was sweating, and said, "If it was me, I would take the money to buy a house in the new district instead of renovating old houses in the old town."

If Luo Weiwei was really curious about the first few sentences, then the last sentence was deliberately said to Qin Luyuan.

Didn't Qin Luyuan just want Fan's family's money to be deposited in the bank where he worked, so that he could get a bonus or even be promoted, and then change to a house in a new district?
"Luo Weiwei!" Qin Luyuan stood up from the sofa with a serious face.

Luo Weiwei did not speak anymore, but Mr. Fan smiled happier than before, and said to Qin Luyuan: "It's okay, Mr. Qin, the little girl is very sincere, I like it very much!"

Seeing that old man Fan was not angry, Qin Luyuan suppressed his anger, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.

This Luo Weiwei will scare him to death sooner or later!

"But child, I don't want to talk about this right now." Mr. Fan patted Luo Weiwei's head and said, "I'll tell you when I have a chance later. Let's have dinner first?"

"Okay." Luo Weiwei nodded.

She has a little liking for Fan Yihang's grandfather.

Mr. Fan went to serve soup, Qin Luyuan sat next to Luo Weiwei, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Luo Weiwei, what did I tell you before entering the door?"

Luo Weiwei shrugged her shoulders, and repeated Qin Luyuan's words loosely: "If I don't speak, no one will treat me as dumb."

Qin Luyuan gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "You're going to be dumb to me from now on! Don't say a word!"

Luo Weiwei turned her head to look at Qin Luyuan. The latter's eyeballs were covered with tiny red bloodshots, and he was on the verge of getting angry.

She bent her eyes and smiled: "Okay."

The last soup served was a thick mushroom soup.

While the soup was on the table, Fan Yihang went downstairs, holding a tea pot in his hand.

Luo Weiwei noticed that the wound on Fan Yihang's forehead had been cleaned, and the skin on the forehead was glowing red.

Although the blood seeping just now looked more terrifying, after cleaning it, Luo Weiwei found that the wound was not as big as imagined, it was just a small scratch about the length of a fingernail.

For some reason, she was relieved when she saw that Fan Yihang's injury was not serious.

(End of this chapter)