you look a little handsome

Chapter 94
QQ news.

You are extremely smart, exquisite, peerlessly elegant, super invincible, and beautiful girl at the same table: [I have washed your clothes, and I will ask Song Ningyuan to return them to you tomorrow. I sneaked out last night, so I cannot let anyone know. 】

Seeing Song Ningyuan's name, Fan Yihang frowned, wondering if Luo Weiwei had gone too close to this classmate named Song Ningyuan?

An inexplicable feeling of unhappiness arose in my heart, and my lips were pursed tightly.

"Uncle." Fan Yihang looked up at Chai Ziyang who was approving the official documents: "I have a question for you."

Chai Ziyang's subordinates kept saying, "Say."

"If...a girl is very close to a boy, and the two of them are together almost all day long, even mentioning that person when chatting with others, then that girl..."

"I like that guy." Chai Ziyang's focus was on his subordinate's copywriting, but he didn't need a brain to know the answer to such an idiot question.

Fan Yihang's eyes faded, and he remained silent for a while until Fan Zengming came back, but Chai Ziyang was busy with business and didn't notice that his nephew was in a bad mood.

The two of them bought a car to go back to the town at three o'clock, and they would arrive at about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, neither too early nor too late.

"Are you really going to stay for one night before leaving? It's rare to come back." Chai Ziyang sent the two of them to the front of the revolving door of Bufan Group, and waited for the driver to drive the car over from the garage.

Fan Zengming was very insistent about going back that day: "He still has to go to school every day."

Chai Ziyang was also very persistent: "With Yihang's grades, not to mention missing a day of class, it's not a problem to miss a year."

Fan Yihang answered with a blank expression: "There is an exam this week, so I have to go back to the review class."

Chai Ziyang was silent for a few seconds, then spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, then you should pay attention to safety on the road, take your ID card, there are a lot of pickpockets now."

Fan Yihang glanced at Chai Ziyang, and while Fan Zengming was talking to several senior executives in the company, he lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, are you under a lot of pressure?"

Chai Ziyang shook his head subconsciously: "Nothing..."

A few seconds later, he sighed again: "Actually, it's a little bit. I originally majored in biology, and later studied theoretical physics for my doctoral degree. The only difference is that I haven't studied business administration. , you come to pick me up early, understand?"

Fan Yihang looked at the blue and black shadows under Chai Ziyang's eyes, and thought of the scene in the meeting room, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

"I see." He replied with a forbearing and serious tone.

Chai Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, and patted him on the shoulder: "Compared to these, the most important thing is your health. You are not only you, but everything about your grandfather, understand?"

Fan Yihang nodded.

Just as the car drove up, Fan Yihang got into the car first, and saw through the window that Fan Zengming patted Chai Ziyang's shoulder vigorously, said something, Chai Ziyang smiled, and waved to him in the car.

For some reason, Fan Yihang felt his heart start to feel stuffy again.

There was no need for this...

It was not like this...

Fan Yihang closed his eyes, not daring to look out of the car window, he opened his eyes only when he felt the car moving.The expression on his face was as indifferent and dignified as before, and he looked out of the car window lightly, but his eyes were red.

In the final analysis, no matter how mature his mind is, he is still just a teenager, and he is still helpless in many things, just like the night of thunderstorm when he watched his parents die in front of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

"Go to sleep for a while, it will take more than half an hour to get to the station." Fan Zengming said.

Fan Yihang withdrew his gaze from the receding green belt outside the window, looked ahead, and responded hoarsely: "En."

Fan Zengming sat behind Fan Yihang and couldn't see Fan Yihang's expression. He hesitated for a while and asked with a smile, "Is it Weiwei who called you?"

Fan Yihang was stunned for a moment, he was not good at lying, he hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

Fang Haifan mentioned the puppy love thing in Fan Zengming's mind. He scoffed at that time, thinking that it would be good for his grandson to catch up with Twilight Love, but now...he really started to worry a little bit.

He opened his mouth, looked at the back of his grandson's head, but didn't speak in the end.

It should be because he was thinking too much, anyone can fall in love, but his grandson can be dragged down.

"Go to sleep." Fan Zengming closed his eyes first.

Fan Yihang, who was sitting in front of Fan Zengming, really couldn't figure out why everyone seemed to be able to draw him so close to Luo Weiwei. Even Chai Ziyang and Fu Pei, two thousand-year single nobles, began to gossip about him and Luo Weiwei. They're really just friends.

Perhaps, there is one more "same table" relationship than ordinary friends.

Fan Yihang thought of the message Luo Weiwei sent, the word "Song Ningyuan" seemed a bit annoying.

After a while, he pursed his lips and replied a message back.

……

Luo Weiwei was squatting on the floor of the bathroom, taking out the cleaned and automatically dried clothes from the washing machine, when she raised her eyes, a figure was reflected on the washing machine.

Startled, she turned her head to look back.

"What are you doing?" Qin Qianqian bent over and leaned over, the smile on his face made people think that it was meaningful.

Luo Weiwei was taking the school uniform jacket that Fan Yihang lent her from the washing machine, feeling a little guilty, but she couldn't tell the difference in size without wearing the school uniform.She collected herself and replied casually: "Washing clothes, what else can I do?"

Luo Weiwei said, stood up and picked up the school uniform and shook it.

Qin Qianqian was afraid of being splashed by water, so she stepped back a little towards the door, without looking at the school uniform, she just asked, "You won't be angry, will you?"

Luo Weiwei didn't understand, and asked strangely: "Why am I angry?"

"Just..." Qin Qianqian rubbed his hands hesitantly, seeming a bit difficult to speak.

Luo Weiwei took the clothes hanger on the washing machine and hugged the school uniform in her arms. She didn't dare to spread it here for fear of being seen in size. She just hugged it and raised her eyes to meet Qin Qianqian's: "Just what?"

Qin Qianqian looked very hesitant, and when Luo Weiwei's patience was about to run out, she finally spoke.

"It's just... your friends are playing with me, are you not angry?"

Luo Weiwei raised her eyes, her brain sensed an unusual smell.

She snorted, and said casually and meaningfully: "What's the matter? There is a newcomer here suddenly, everyone has to take care of you. By the way, remember to pay attention to the size when playing with them, otherwise you will be told which one you are with by your classmates." Boys have an abnormal relationship between men and women."

After finishing speaking, Luo Weiwei twitched the corner of her lower lip with a half-smile, and squeezed out of the bathroom with the school uniform in her arms.

Qin Qianqian stood in front of her eyes, her face turned pale.

The rumor that "Luo Weiwei has an unusual relationship with boys" has been circulating in the school for a long time, except for the boys who were rumored, most people think it is true.

Girls who are as beautiful as Luo Weiwei and don't like to study, and who are as bad as a punk must not be clear about boys.

But Qin Qianqian knows best that this is just a rumor, because the rumor was "inadvertently" said from her mouth at the beginning.

Qin Qianqian straightened her back, regretting what she said just now.

But the relationship with Luo Weiwei couldn't be strained again like this.

(End of this chapter)