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Chapter 64 Aren't You Afraid Of Puppy Love?
After a moment of silence, Mr. Fan poked his crutches on the ground, tried his best to straighten his slightly hunched back, and said, "Don't chase me!"

Just as he was about to turn around, Fan Yihang had already stood up and walked past him, walking quickly to the door.

"You won't come back for lunch, young master?" Fang Haifan called to Fan Yihang's back.

Hearing only a light "hmm", Fang Haifan and Mr. Fan looked at each other, and hooked the corners of their lips together in a tacit understanding.

After Mr. Fan laughed, he sighed, and said with some relief: "This kid is only a little bit human now. You don't know, before Weiwei came here, I couldn't speak ten words to that kid a day, It's killing me!"

Fang Haifan hesitated to speak, and finally said: "The young master is more humane than before, but old man, aren't you worried about the young master's puppy love? Now their most important task is to study. Puppy love is the most important thing for people to learn Already!"

Seeing Fang Haifan's appearance as someone who came here, Mr. Fan rolled his eyes.

"I'm still worried about puppy love for other children. Do you think it's possible for this kid? If he really falls in love with him, I'll set off firecrackers to celebrate!" Old Man Fan let out a cold snort of disdain from the tip of his nose.

It's not that he is too confident in his grandson, but that he is too unconfident in his grandson.

Just like this idiot, still in puppy love?If he can catch up with Twilight Love, he will be Amitabha!

Fang Haifan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

……

The protagonist of Twilight Love passed through the bodyguards at the door, ran to the corner and found a group of people pointing at the intersection, apparently talking about the extended Rolls-Royce and the group of Fang Haifan's bodyguards.

Fang Haifan is good at everything, but he likes to be high-profile and show off. It is not surprising that he attracts so many spectators.

Seeing Fan Yihang walk to the intersection, Lin Qixin, who was watching the excitement, squeezed out of the crowd, warmly grabbed his wrist and shouted: "Brother Yihang!"

Frowning, Fan Yihang withdrew his hand, and patted Lin Qixin's sleeve without any face, as if some dust was stuck on it.

It's not that his cleanliness is so serious, it's just that he's not used to strangers having too close contact with him, and the contact will get the other person's breath, and he can't stand the stranger's breath remaining on his body.

That's why he never eats in the school cafeteria.

Seeing Fan Yihang flicking his sleeves, Lin Qixin's face instantly turned black.

However, her curiosity and the fact that the other party was Fan Yihang still made her hold back and asked in a good voice, "Brother Yihang, who owns that Rolls Royce parked in front of your house?" Yeah? Is it your guest? Who is it? Do I know him?"

"My grandfather's friend." Fan Yihang answered patiently, and then asked, "Did you see Luo Weiwei?"

If it wasn't for Luo Weiwei, he probably wouldn't have answered Lin Qixin's meaningless and nutritious question.

"Why are you asking her?" Lin Qixin couldn't hold back the smile on her face at all, and frowned, "Brother Yihang, don't be fooled by Luo Weiwei! Take the Internet cafe thing as an example, really It was Luo Weiwei who first looked for the matter, and the network administrator there can testify! Besides, she is a girl, and she appears in the Internet cafe in the middle of the night, so she is not a good girl!"

Fan Yihang didn't want to pay attention to her words at first, but he couldn't help feeling a little funny when he heard the latter.

If Luo Weiwei showed up at the Internet cafe in the middle of the night, she wouldn't be a good girl, but what about her, Lin Qixin?At most two people are half the difference, not to mention that he knows that idiot Luo Weiwei is going to find an Internet cafe for Song Ningyuan and his gang.

From what he knew about Luo Weiwei, she didn't like the smell of cigarettes very much, so how could she take the initiative to go to an Internet cafe full of cigarette smell?Lin Qixin...

"What are you laughing at..." Lin Qixin raised her eyebrows and asked.

Fan Yihang didn't answer, and asked again in a different way: "I have something to do with Luo Weiwei, did you see her come out of my house?"

Lin Qixin didn't answer but instead asked, "What do you want from her?"

Fan Yihang's patience was completely exhausted. After saying "It's okay", he turned his head and wanted to walk around.

"Hey—wait!" Lin Qixin hurriedly blocked his way and said, "I know where she is, but you have to take me with you!"

Fan Yihang hesitated silently, but nodded in agreement after a while.

Because he doesn't have much contact with other people, so far he doesn't have any contact information for anyone in the same class. The last time he found Luo Weiwei's home was Song Ningyuan's phone number on her own mobile phone.

In other words, if Luo Weiwei was not at home, he would have no way to find her.

Thinking of this, Fan Yihang frowned unconsciously, feeling a sense of boredom in his heart.

He shook his head, shook off those unfamiliar emotions, and looked up at Lin Qixin: "Which way are you going?"

"Go this way."

Lin Qixin led the way. Before leaving, Fan Yihang was almost stopped by some aunts and asked those "men in black" if they came to collect debts.

In the eyes of most people, those who wear that kind of clothes are either filmmakers or debt collectors.

……

The sun is so big that people don't even have the courage to look directly at it for a second.

The oily plaque of "Shaxian Xiaochao" is reflected by the sun. If you don't look carefully, you can only recognize the word "Xiaochao".

"Your fried fans are good!"

Following the voice of the shop owner with a local accent, a bowl of delicious fried vermicelli landed on the table.

"Thank you." Luo Weiwei thanked her, patted the rectangular black box on the corner of the table, and two black chopsticks immediately rolled out from the bottom baffle.

Opposite her sat two uncles of migrant workers who had just finished eating, and greeted her with a smile before leaving the money: "Little girl, are you eating alone?"

"It's a duck!" Luo Weiwei replied sweetly, her lips curved into a smile revealing two dimples.

She felt very happy talking to these simple and enthusiastic people, anyway, as long as she was not facing Fan Yihang's dead face, she would be very happy!
Just as she was about to lower her head to eat the fans, two overlapping figures landed on her table.

"Luo Weiwei, you really can chat with anyone." Lin Qixin's voice, which was deliberately suppressed to look sweet, sounded with a little panting.

She took Fan Yihang to search for three places, and she finally found Luo Weiwei—but fortunately, she found it, otherwise, how could she explain to Fan Yihang?
Hearing Lin Qixin's voice, Luo Weiwei was caught off guard and almost choked on her own saliva.

"Why are you again..." She raised her head in disgust, and when she saw the person standing behind Lin Qixin, her expression froze.

Where a flight.

The last person she wanted to see right now.

"Snapped!"

Luo Weiwei put the chopsticks on the table, stood up and prepared to pay and leave.

Lin Qixin raised her foot and stood a step forward, blocking her way out of her seat, and said under her breath, "Eh? Are you leaving now? Brother Yihang has something to do with you."

This time "Brother Yihang", Luo Weiwei called someone who wanted to hit someone.

"Get out of the way!" Luo Weiwei looked at Lin Qixin coldly, with a dangerous message in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)