The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 160 My Dad Has a Mistress Outside

"I'm going to be unrequited for a while."

"Who is who?"

"Don't tell you."

"Student Fang Zhen, we are living together now."

"and then?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll announce to the whole class that you're my girlfriend. We're living together now, and we'll be on summer vacation. You won't be able to find a boyfriend in the future." Zhao Yanyan said proudly.

"Aren't you really interested in me?" Fang Zhen leaned over and asked.

Zhao Yanyan ducked back and said, "How is it possible, I'm a rotten girl, but I'm definitely straight."

"Yeah, since we're roommates, let me tell you, it's Yang Jiu."

"Yang Jiu?" Zhao Yanyan didn't control the volume enough for Yang Jiu to hear.

Yang Jiu responded from behind, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Fang Zhen hurriedly winked at Zhao Yanyan, and Zhao Yanyan said calmly, "Your red hair is not bad, it's a pity to cut it off."

Yang Jiu said sadly, "Isn't it, what a wicked school."

Under the leadership of Lao Chen, the students rearranged the tables, chairs and benches. Because the class is small, there is no table for two people. They all enjoy a big table for one person. You can put books and other stationery on one side, and write and do questions on the other side. It is bright.

The seat can be chosen by oneself, Fang Zhen is in front of Zhao Yanyan, and Yang Jiu is behind. In fact, several boys wanted to sit behind Zhao Yanyan, but they were not ashamed, so the heartless Yang Jiu took the opportunity.

On Yang Jiu's right is Liu Li, a strong man. Behind Liu Li is the last row, where Wen Ranjun sits.

Zhao Yanyan put a shiny pink cover on the new schoolbag immediately, and then wrote the subject names of each subject on the cover with a thick pink charcoal pen. She spread a book on the floor and waited for the writing to dry completely. , Looking at the brand-new textbooks, there is an inexplicable sense of excitement, full of fighting spirit.

Wen Ranjun, I will fight with you to see if you are stronger or I am stronger.

Zhao Yanyan opened the pink ASUS X402, went to Taobao to choose high school tutorials, combined with the recommendations and introductions on the forum, and soon locked fifteen textbooks, quickly placed an order and paid, and looked at everything in front of her with satisfaction , took a deep breath, and then let it out gently.

On the first day of formal class, the students all noticed Zhao Yanyan’s special pink corner, pink tablecloth, pink stationery, pink backpack, pink cushion, pink water glass, pink book cover, pink charcoal pencil, eyes full of pink.

If there were no school rules, Zhao Yanyan would have wanted to repaint the desks and chairs with a layer of pink.

I don’t know where the nickname came from. After a while, everyone stopped calling Zhao Yanyan’s name, but called her “Xiaofen”. It seemed that everyone called her like this all of a sudden, and I couldn’t find out who gave it to her. She took this nickname.

Before she knew it, she had turned into a little pink princess.

The first week of the course is very simple, even though the progress of the preparatory class is twice as fast as that of the ordinary class, it takes no effort for everyone to accept it, so the whole class does not look like a gathering of good students, and there is no discussion of homework and test questions between classes Boys get together to talk about sports news and online games, while girls are obsessed with a certain male star or an American drama or anime that is being updated, and sometimes share useful cosmetics or discounted designer clothes.

Because of different hobbies, strangers began to get to know each other initially, and formed several small groups. Most of them got to know their neighbors first because of the convenience of the location, and the young people quickly became acquainted. , become intimate.

The first week passed away peacefully and quickly. In the second week, the preparatory freshmen ushered in a week-long military training. Some people are happy and some are worried. Those who like outdoor activities are naturally happy. willing.

Yang Jiu and Liu Li are the ones who can't sit still, they can't wait for military training every day.

Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen belong to the latter category, they don't like to move and are afraid of the sun.

Coincidentally, Zhao Yanyan happened to catch up with her aunt. Zhao Yanyan, who was suffering from severe menstrual cramps, couldn't hold on for a whole morning. She blushed and quietly asked the instructor for leave. The young instructor who had just grown up was even worse than Zhao Yanyan. Sorry, I agree with Zhao Yanyan to go back to the classroom to rest.

Zhao Yanyan lay on the desk with her stomach covered, flipping through the magazine "Beauty of Design", which she had been chasing after for four years. There are still five books missing, which are the December 04 issue, the March, June, and July issues of 05, and the January issue of 06.

One of her favorite columns in it is Xiaomao's column. Xiaomao is the best wedding dress designer in China. In each column, she will introduce global wedding dress design works and concepts, and put some design drawings for everyone to learn and appreciate.

Zhao Yanyan searched the Internet for a long time, and even called the magazine, but so far she has not found out whether Xiao Mao is a man or a woman. It seems that people in the circle are quite interested in Xiao Mao himself. Xiao Mao never shows up. Use communication equipment to communicate with the outside world, because Xiaomao is only a stage name and not his real name, and he tries his best to cover up his identity, so it is difficult to find any clues. Powerful netizens and paparazzi have not been able to pick up any valuable information.

Like bamboo and stone, it belongs to the mysterious school.

Now Zhushi's identity has been exposed, but this Xiaomao is still a mystery.

The more mysterious, the higher everyone's interest, and the public will pay more attention to the works designed by Xiaomao.

Just when Zhao Yanyan was concentrating on reading the magazine and was about to forget her abdominal pain, the classroom door opened.

Wen Ranjun walked in, walked to his seat, looked at Zhao Yanyan from behind, and asked, "Xiaofen, do you want some hot water?"

"Don't call me Xiaofen! I'm so childish!"

"Other people call it that, why can't I call it that? Then call you a little bird? Little bird, little bird, how strange and dirty."

Just when Zhao Yanyan was about to stand up and get mad, Wen Ranjun got a cup of hot water from somewhere and put it in front of Zhao Yanyan, "Drink it, it will warm your stomach."

Zhao Yanyan lost her temper in an instant. If someone cares about you, you will no longer be able to speak ill of others.

Even if you are cruel, a cup of hot water will seal my mouth, but if I insist on not drinking it, it will appear too hypocritical.

But, "Wen Ranjun, how do you know..." Zhao Yanyan only told the instructor about her aunt, not even Fang Zhen.

Wen Ranjun smiled, "It's the same as when my mother was in pain."

Zhao Yanyan was dumb for a moment, then suddenly realized a problem, she turned around and asked, "Why are you back?"

Wen Ranjun rubbed his stomach in a pretentious manner, and said in a jiffy, "I also suffer from dysmenorrhea..."

"Get out!" Zhao Yanyan felt another sharp pain after she finished speaking.

"Okay, you can stay here safely, you can't take care of yourself and others." Wen Ranjun took out a big thermos cup from the desk and put it on Zhao Yanyan's desk, "There is hot water in it, you drink it all Bar."

"It's really hypocritical for a big boy to bring hot water to drink every day." Only then did Zhao Yanyan realize that Wen Ranjun had red spots on his arms and face, and his skin was still shedding.

"Hey, don't you have smallpox?"

"You have some common sense." Wen Ranjun tapped Zhao Yanyan's head lightly, "It's an allergy to ultraviolet light."

"Oh..." Zhao Yanyan breathed out to express her relief, and muttered softly: UV allergies are not contagious.

Wen Ranjun shook his head and returned to his seat helplessly. After a while, Zhao Yanyan heard the sound of the computer starting up.

"Why do you still bring a computer to school?"

Wen Ranjun ignored Zhao Yanyan, and after drinking hot water, Zhao Yanyan felt a little more comfortable. Seeing Wen Ranjun staring at the computer intently, occasionally tapping the keyboard a few times, curiosity killed the cat, Zhao Yanyan put aside the previous grievances, yo Dada pretended to be unintentional and walked to the position opposite Wen Ranjun, raised his eyebrows to see what he was doing, but couldn't understand for a long time.

"playing games?"

"play games."

"Design a game?"

"kindness……"

So powerful, Zhao Yanyan thought to herself.

Seeing Wen Ranjun's concentration, Zhao Yanyan stopped disturbing him, and sat quietly on the side and looked at Wen Ranjun.

The short black hair has obviously been styled with gel water or something like that. It is not sprayed much, but it is just right, neat and stylish without being stiff.It is difficult for ordinary high school boys to have such consciousness and taste. The white casual shirt now makes his face a little red. Looking at the skin color on his neck and collar, he should be very fair, but his arms and cheeks were severely damaged by ultraviolet rays. His forehead Plump, matching his ridiculously tall grades, small eyes but distinct black and white, long eyelashes, a tall nose that makes one wonder if it has been raised, and lips that are thin and thick, looking very moist.

Wen Ranjun is tall, which is rare among boys in the south, about 1.8 meters tall. He is not a lean type, nor is he a muscular man. He is just the right clothes hanger.

After sitting for a while, she seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance from Wen Ranjun's body. It was later that Zhao Yanyan learned that Wen Ranjun used a perfume called Dadi all the year round.

Looking at it, Zhao Yanyan felt sleepy and fell asleep lying on the table.

When he woke up, the classroom was pitch black, and Wen Ranjun was no longer in his place.

"Are you awake?" Fang Zhen's soft voice.

Fang Zhen sat on Zhao Yanyan's left, reading a novel on her phone.

Zhao Yanyan rubbed her eyes, and took off the school uniform she was wearing. The blue one was a boy's school uniform.

"It belongs to Wen Ranjun."

"Oh……"

"Student Yanyan, how are you doing in the two-person world in the classroom?"

"What two-person world, I have been sleeping."

"Then why did he take his water bottle from your desk, why did he put his school uniform on you, and why his face and arms are all red, what did you do to him? Seriously!" Fang Zhen asked, staring into Zhao Yanyan's eyes.

"He is allergic to ultraviolet rays. I have a stomachache and he happened to have hot water there, so he gave me a drink. Xiaozhenzi, are you jealous?"

"Whose jealous? Are you jealous or Wen Ranjun's? Cut, I love Yang Jiu."

"Hey, your family Yang Jiu, how are you and your family Yang Jiu doing?"

"I said I was going to have an unrequited love, so it's okay."

"Yang Jiu is a fool. He looks like a bad guy all day long. Where did you fall in love with him? It's unbelievable that he fell in love at first sight. I don't think he shaved his beard. At that time, the hair was wet, and it was not refreshing to look at. As an obsessive-compulsive disorder, can you accept this?" Zhao Yanyan folded Wen Ranjun's school uniform, put it on the table next to her, and then turned on the lights in the classroom. The eyes of both of them narrowed immediately.

Zhao Yanyan went back to her seat to pack her schoolbag. Although she didn't have any classes or homework this week, Zhao Yanyan was used to previewing, so she would memorize two books every day and go home to study.

Fang Zhen belongs to the class-watching type. She only previews the content of a lesson the day before class, and does not do too many exercises. She spends most of her time reading novels and movies. After running it for decades, the early old magazines are hard to come by, but Fang Zhen believes that one day she will find all of them. These magazines include "Harvest", "People's Literature", "Yangtze River Literature and Art", "Contemporary", "October", " writer"……

For these magazines, Fang Zhen specially bought two more revolving bookshelves. The previous bookshelves were already full of books, which shows the degree of insanity.

Back home, Fang Zhen thoughtfully cooked red dates and peanut soup for Zhao Yanyan to enrich blood.

"Why are you so nice? I'm about to fall in love with you, what should I do?"

"Zhao Yanyan, tell me the truth, are you Les?" Fang Zhen asked seriously.

Zhao Yanyan smiled and said, "I used to be a firm heterosexual, but after meeting you, I'm afraid I'm going to become bisexual."

"If we can't marry a good man, let's live together forever." Fang Zhen poured the soup into a bowl and handed it to Zhao Yanyan.

Zhao Yanyan blew on the jujube and peanut soup, fiddled lightly with a spoon, and said, "Then what if one of us finds a good man to marry, and the other is lonely?"

"Then... then how about two women serving one husband?"

"It's not good." Zhao Yanyan drank the soup slowly, chewing the red dates and peanuts in it.

Both Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen felt that they should sleep together, but Zhao Yanyan couldn't stand Fang Zhen's excessive tidiness, and Fang Zhen couldn't stand Zhao Yanyan's house full of pink, so they were doomed to live in two rooms under one roof.

The next morning, Wen Ranjun saw the neatly folded school uniform, and subconsciously sniffed it. Sure enough, there was a girl's unique soft fragrance, which was infected in just one or two hours.

Zhao Yanyan's abdominal pain relieved a lot, and she stood in a military posture and walked forward with her classmates.

Due to the scorching sun and sunny weather this week, Wen Ranjun was unable to carry out military training. After obtaining permission, he studied in the classroom all day, which happened to give Wen Ranjun time to design game software.

During the rest, Wen Ranjun would subconsciously look at Zhao Yanyan's pink desk, how much he liked pink, like a child who didn't grow up, Wen Ranjun at that time never thought that Zhao Yanyan would be fascinated by pink all his life, isn't that A young and ignorant girl's obsession with color is a woman's deep obsession with a color.

Preparatory Class 25, [-] students, [-] girls, [-] boys, the tallest boy is Wen Ranjun, followed by Yang Jiu. The military parade performance on the last day was originally arranged for Yang Jiu to walk in front of the phalanx with a flag, but Yang Jiu really I don’t live up to it, I always feel like a hooligan when I walk around, and the girls don’t have the strength to hold up the flag and walk around the playground. It would be too shameful if you can't walk.

After some discussion, we still let Wen Ranjun take the lead. The time for the military parade was around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight was not very strong at that time. It’s best not to bask in the sun anymore. The instructor went to Wen Ranjun to discuss it, and Wen Ranjun agreed.

That afternoon, Wen Ranjun caused a commotion when he appeared in front of his classmates. He was wearing a neat black suit and trousers, shiny black leather shoes, and white gloves.

Zhao Yanyan could feel the eyes of most of the playground floating over.

At first, it was just the face of Wen Ranjun, a nympho, but after a while, more eyes looked over, mixed with more worship and admiration, probably because the news of the 657-point champion was spread.

Wen Ranjun not only held the flag in his hand well, but also disturbed the hearts of other classes. As a result, the first class unexpectedly won the best class in the military parade.Although Wen Ranjun did not participate in all the military training, but because of his perfect performance at the end, he became the best student in the military training and received a brilliant certificate of award.

The best thing about Wen Ranjun is that both boys and girls feel that this title is well deserved.

Lin Shu is the Chinese teacher in the first preparatory class. Although she is almost forty, she always has the feeling of a weak little girl, so everyone calls her Sister Lin in private. Of course, Lin Shu knows that her classmates call her this way, coincidentally What's more, the students have called her this way since ten years ago when she led the class.

Sister Lin looks weak and weak, with a look of weakness, but her teaching ability is very strong. Otherwise, the school leaders would not let her lead the class with the best education. Time, there must be no problem with the Chinese in the college entrance examination. Conservatively speaking, all of them are running for one hundred and twenty thirty.

In the first week of class, Lin Shu didn't use any textbooks, and she babbled all over the place, asking everyone which movie they liked and why, and the conclusion was "different feelings, same entertainment", and then from " "Prison Break" and "24 Hours" talked about "The Big Bang Theory" and "Bankrupt Girls", and even "Brokeback Mountain" and "Happy Together".

When it comes to "Saint Seiya" and "One Piece", I am still slightly excited.

Talking about the four great classics, I found that Fang Zhen was the only one in the class who had read them in their entirety. She was also quite proficient in the game Lin Shu, and none of the boys had reached a higher level than sister Lin.

Of course, Wen Ranjun didn't speak. Sister Lin's morality is slightly inferior to Wen Ranjun's, but this has already surprised the students.

The students all said that Sister Lin's child must be super happy, and which child would not want to have such a mother who can chase the entertainment that belongs to young people that he likes with him.

But this kind of small talk only lasted for a week. From the second week, Lin Shu started an initial comprehensive test, aiming to understand the Chinese foundation of each student. The first item is words, two 45-minute sessions a day In Chinese class, each class takes a test paper with 1 words. When the scores of the Chapter [-] paper come down, there is no doubt that Fang Zhenquan is right, but Zhao Yanyan made sixteen mistakes. Seeing more than a dozen wrong words, Zhao Yanyan used them directly. The pink ballpoint pen kept tapping on the table, and Fang Zhen, who was sitting in front of her, turned to look at her when she heard the noise.

"It's not a big deal."

"Fang Zhen, help me to see how many mistakes Wen Ranjun made?"

"Why do you have to make trouble with him?" Even though Fang Zhen said so, her eyes had already turned to Wen Ranjun, who was sleeping on the table. When she looked away, Yang Jiu passed behind Zhao Yanyan, and Yang Jiu frowned. With playful brows holding the Chinese word test paper, her hair has been dyed back to black and has been cut a lot shorter.

Fang Zhen hooked her fingers, Zhao Yanyan leaned forward, Fang Zhen whispered, "I'll help you see how many mistakes Wen Ranjun made, and you help me get Yang Jiu's paper."

Zhao Yanyan slapped the table hard, "OK, deal."

Then he turned to Yang Jiu and said, "Bring the paper."

As he spoke, he took away the paper from Yang Jiu's hand. Yang Jiu tried to snatch it back, but gave up after trying twice.

Fang Zhen gently rolled her eyes, got up and walked back, seemingly casually walked past Wen Ranjun, walked to the last row, turned around and walked back calmly, her eyes secretly fixed on the paper placed in Wen Ranjun's hand , and then quickly mentally calculate the red cross on the test paper.

Zhao Yanyan watched Fang Zhen's every move the whole time. As soon as Fang Zhen returned to her seat, Zhao Yanyan couldn't wait to ask, "How many?"

Fang Zhen said, "Anyway, there are quite a few..."

Zhao Yanyan was overjoyed, but Fang Zhen then added, "Like eleven or twelve."

"What?" Zhao Yanyan couldn't sit still, anyway, Wen Ranjun was sleeping, Zhao Yanyan walked over like Fang Zhen, but when she walked back, Wen Ranjun suddenly sat up, handed the paper to Zhao Yanyan, lazily Said, "Would you like to see it? There are twelve mistakes."

Zhao Yanyan suddenly became embarrassed, and pretended to be calm, "Who wants to see it."

Fang Zhen covered her belly and smiled in her seat, and said to Zhao Yanyan who returned to her seat, "Zhao Yanyan, you like Wen Ranjun..."

"Don't insult my IQ, okay?" Zhao Yanyan thought of her teacher He Yan, whose literary quality and literary attainments were beyond the reach of several Wen Ranjun.

like him?What a joke!
Fang Zhen looked at Zhao Yanyan's slightly red face with a smile, and watched Yang Jiu's every move from the corner of her eye.

"Fang Zhen, do you think I will be a female president or something in the future? How can I be so upset when I see a man who is stronger than me?" Zhao Yanyan said seriously, "But in fact, I don't want to run around the mall in my heart. What about the workplace, I also want to travel around the world and enjoy life.”

"Then cut your hair short and try to see if you can feel the upper body of a female boss? If you have such a strong feeling, it means that you have this gene in your bones! As the saying goes, destiny cannot be violated, destiny It must not be violated!" Fang Zhen joked.

Zhao Yanyan slapped her hands, "That's a good idea!"

"Hey, I'm kidding you." Fang Zhen immediately said nervously.

Zhao Yanyan has long, oily, black and straight hair, which will reach her waist in two years. She didn't go to the barber shop for straightening and nutrition, and it all depends on her usual maintenance.

Zhao Yanyan thinks that hair is such a delicate thing, the more you toss it, the worse it is.

No one would be willing to cut off such a good long hair, but Zhao Yanyan was so cruel.

"Yang Jiu, where did you get your hair cut?"

"Why, who wants a haircut?"

"I!"

"Give me a break."

The paper full of typos makes Yang Jiu immersed in low pressure.

Seeing that Yang Jiu was not as excited as usual, Zhao Yanyan temporarily forgot her discomfort, and comforted her, "It's just a small paper, don't worry about it."

Yang Jiu sighed deeply, "I don't care about this paper, I'm just thinking, will I have to memorize all these words in the future? Oh, No."

It turned out that Yang Jiu was depressed about this.

Yang Jiu had it cut at the barber shop downstairs. Zhao Yanyan thought it was good and decided to go there too. After school, she dragged Fang Zhen along with her. Fang Zhen tried all the way to dispel Zhao Yanyan's impulsive thoughts, but failed.

The barber proposed no less than ten other plans to Zhao Yanyan, such as curly hair, mid-length hair, etc., but Zhao Yanyan refused all of them with a standard smile showing eight teeth, "I want to cut the neat haircut of a strong woman in the workplace." Short hair, not too fancy, the more capable the better."

The barber looked left and right, and based on the shape of Zhao Yanyan's skull and the quality of Zhao Yanyan's hair, he put forward various reasons for Zhao Yanyan not to cut it so short, and kept urging Zhao Yanyan to cut her shoulder-length hair.

But Zhao Yanyan was very stubborn, and finally asked the barber to cut the board for her.

Skull out of shape?Hair is too soft for short hair?
It doesn't matter, cut the board inch!
"I want to be like boys with short hair, short hair, um, yes, it's the size of the board."

The barber was defeated, and finally cut Zhao Yanyan into Xu Sanduo, yes, the Xu Sanduo of Wang Baoqiang in "Soldier Assault".

Zhao Yanyan was quite satisfied, and kept saying to Fang Zhen, "Look, how much fighting spirit there is."

Zhao Yanyan kept looking at the mirror and looking at it.

The barber wants to drive people away, and if he doesn't leave, it may affect the business.

"Fang Zhen, let's go, my sister will take you to eat Malatang."

Fang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's go home, this is a bit... too embarrassing..."

Zhao Yanyan wears small pink earrings, pink shorts, a girly candy pink backpack, and Xu Sanduo's hair. No matter how you look at it, she looks a bit like a killer.

"You're welcome, let's have a big meal today!" Zhao Yanyan dragged Fang Zhen to search for mala tang shops all over the street, but fortunately there were never many such shops.

After entering the store, Zhao Yanyan ordered a lot of things and then sat and waited. At this time, a mother and daughter came in. They were both dark. The girl didn't like to talk. The middle-aged woman was very strong. Start rambling, asking what this is and what that is, and then go on and on.

"Boss, have you cleaned this dish?"

"Give us more sesame sauce—"

"Why is there so much soup in other people's bowls, add more soup, more garlic juice, and more—"

"Don't drink that soda, it's not good, go home and drink water later." This is what I said to my daughter.

"Well, do you have any cups here? Bring us two cups—you don't have disposable cups here, have you washed this glass? What store doesn't have two disposable paper cups."

"Hey, bring us a small plate, I will eat with the child—"

Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen who were on the side were speechless. Zhao Yanyan's good mood was greatly reduced. Fang Zhen knew that Zhao Yanyan couldn't bear it anymore, so she hurriedly suppressed Zhao Yanyan from talking, and Zhao Yanyan didn't want to cause trouble. Fang Zhen whispered: "Who is it , There are so many stinky problems, eating something that costs seven or eight yuan is here for five or six.”

Fang Zhen was afraid that the other party would hear it, so she hurried over to cover Zhao Yanyan's mouth, but the middle-aged woman's ears were still sharp, and she couldn't sit still when she heard Zhao Yanyan's teasing, "You girl, why do you talk, what's bothering you when I eat?" Is something wrong?"

"Why don't you interfere with my business! You've disturbed my cleanliness! You've lost my appetite!" Zhao Yanyan stood up a head taller than the woman. Fat, really don't waste the country's food! I don't know what kind of pig feed I ate to grow this fat pork!"

The middle-aged woman was swearing in an unknown language, but she had nothing to refute. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and Zhao Yanyan refused to let her speak. It's amazing!"

The woman wanted to grab Zhao Yanyan's hair, but there was no hair to grab. Fang Zhen thought silently, "It's good to not have long hair."

When a woman sees that she can't hold her hair, she has to scratch her face with her hands, and she pays it off. Fang Zhen can't see it anymore. Women's behavior is really bad, and they don't restrain themselves in front of their children. How can parents treat it like this?
Fang Zhen pushed the middle-aged woman hard, and the woman fell to the ground without standing still. This moment aroused the brute force unique to a middle-aged woman. She quickly got up and flicked her arm, leaving a scar on Fang Zhen's face. A series of scratches, and instantly a trace of blood flowed out.

At this time, Yang Jiu happened to walk in. Yang's restaurant was nearby, and he often visited this restaurant.

Seeing that Fang Zhen was injured, Yang Jiu immediately called the police after controlling the scene, and the whole group arrived at the police station soon. In such a dispute, the police officers generally fought each other regardless of the cause and process, and finally It just depends on who is hurt the most.

Obviously, Fang Zhen's injury is the biggest and most obvious. No matter how the middle-aged woman explains or justifies, it is her fault that is more.

After paying considerable medical expenses and receiving education from the police, they separated.

Yang Jiu stayed by the side of the two girls the whole time, and he wasn't as unruly as usual. After he came out of the police station, Yang Jiu returned to his true colors.

"Go to the hospital quickly, don't leave any scars, and you won't be able to get married by then."

Zhao Yanyan said: "My family's Zhenzhen can't get married, so you should marry her."

Fang Zhen immediately stopped Zhao Yanyan and said, "What are you talking about!"

Yang Jiu naturally skipped over this topic and said, "Who is this? Why don't I know him?"

Zhao Yanyan stepped on Yang Jiu's ear and said, "I don't know you?"

Yang Jiu gave in immediately, "I know you, how could Miss Zhao not know you—oh, it hurts me so much. Is this how you repay your kindness?"

"What's wrong, why don't I know?"

At this time Fang Zhen said seriously: "Thank you today."

Zhao Yanyan asked: "Yang Jiu, why do you feel that you are familiar with the police station?"

"I'm a frequent visitor, of course I'm familiar with it."

The two girls looked at Yang Jiu with curious eyes, Yang Jiu smiled slightly, "I'm just joking."

"Cut!" Zhao Yanyan said as she brushed her short hair.

Yang Jiu insisted on accompanying the two ladies to the hospital for consultation. At that time, the outpatient department of the hospital was closed, and there was no class on the weekend the next day. The three of them made an appointment to meet at the gate of the hospital at [-]:[-] in the morning.

When Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen arrived, Yang Jiu had already registered the number. After the three of them waited for an hour, it was Fang Zhen's turn.

Seeing that Yang Jiu wanted to follow in, Zhao Yanyan asked, "You don't need to follow in, there are too many people."

"It's okay, I'll go in and have a look." Yang Jiu followed in with a playful smile.

Entering the outpatient room, Fang Zhen sat opposite to the doctor and explained the ins and outs. The doctor prescribed the ointment and explained the dosage and method. At this moment, Yang Jiu said, "Mom, this won't leave a scar, will it?"

The female doctor changed from a professional smile to a kind smile and said, "No, don't worry, the young girl has a good repair function, and it will be fine if you take care of her. Don't worry."

Zhao Yanyan was taken aback, "Yang Jiu, your mother is a dermatologist?"

Fang Zhen has a lot of inner beauty, thinking that the opposite may be her future mother-in-law, a blush can't help but float across her cheeks.

In fact, the night before, Yang Jiu told his mother that he would take his classmates to the outpatient clinic the next day. Yang's mother looked at Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen, not sure which girl her son liked, but still Based on his understanding of his son, Fang Zhen is more likely, although usually Yang Jiu prefers to be friends with a beautiful girl with a hearty personality like Zhao Yanyan.

Mama Yang didn't ask her son, as human beings, there will always be a period of youthful ignorance and throbbing. The feelings during this period are short and beautiful. Mama Yang doesn't want to destroy it, and they are all children with good grades. .

Doctor Yang invited the two girls to have dinner at home, Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen were embarrassed to refuse, and went to Yang's house.

Zhao Yanyan asked Yang Jiu, "Where's your father?"

"My dad has a mistress outside, so he doesn't often live at home." Yang Jiu said with a smile.

Yang's mother just walked into the living room with fruit, and when she heard Yang Jiu's words, she also smiled and said, "His father is not at home, so we mother and son are more at ease."

Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen grinned and couldn't smile, their faces were covered with black lines, and they all had expressions that were wrong.

After Yang's mother put away the fruit, she went into the kitchen to cook. Zhao Yanyan asked Yang Jiu curiously, "Are you guys joking just now?"

"No."

"Why is your father looking for mistress and your mother with such an attitude? It's amazing, it's impossible—this is even more outrageous than my parents—" Zhao Yanyan always thought that her parents were the most wonderful and invincible couple in history. I didn't expect there to be a more powerful pair.

Yang Jiu skillfully peeled the apples, then cut them into small pieces and put them in a small dish, and finally inserted toothpicks and put them in front of the two female students.

Zhao Yanyan didn't eat a piece of apple because the toothpick was not pink and she couldn't eat it. It seemed that Zhao Yanyan's pink disease was getting worse. Fortunately, there were pink peaches in the fruit plate.

"I haven't told you yet, that mistress is my mother's distant cousin."

Zhao Yanyan was stunned by Yang Jiu's words, "Yang Jiu, you won't be like this after you get married, will you?"

"Maybe..."

Zhao Yanyan looked at Fang Zhen with sympathy.

Fang Zhen mechanically ate the apples made by Yang Jiu, one piece after another.

After learning about the "uniqueness" of the Yang family, Fang Zhen didn't seem to be affected at all, and her feelings for Yang Jiu remained the same, which made Zhao Yanyan feel that Fang Zhen was really the destined daughter-in-law of the Yang family.

(End of this chapter)