Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

"Brother Shaochen and I used to play here when we were young. When I got my shoes dirty, he would carry me behind his back, Nuo! That building over there is where we used to live!"

Lu Yiyao feels that there is a swarm of flies buzzing in her ears. She can't wave away if she wants to. She can't ignore her. Those scenes always begin to emerge in her mind with her words

He gave her a present? And accompany her every day! Still carrying her?

Lu Yiyao felt his chest slowly gathering anger.

"Brother Shaochen, why do you want to stay in a hotel and go home!" as soon as she came back, Meng Jiaying took fan Shaochen's arm and played coquettish, while Jess around her was completely indifferent, and Lu Yiyao was angry.

Fan Shaochen looked up at Lu Yiyao and suggested, "shall we go back to live? The scenery there is better."

"Go back, sister Yiyao! How boring it is to stay in a hotel!" Lu Yiyao said excitedly. Lu Yiyao refused to talk if he wanted to refuse.

Packing up, they came to a far place. In front of them, a tall villa like an ancient castle appeared in front of Lu Yiyao. The Tianmen with exquisite carvings opened slowly. There were exquisite stone roads on both sides, with flowers and plants that Lu Yiyao could not name.

I just heard that Ke is a big group before. I didn't expect to be so rich. Look at fan Shaochen's innate superior temperament, which really seems to match Meng Jiaying better.

Look at her. Her family is bankrupt. In the past two years, she hasn't learned anything except bad problems all over her. She can't even manage a simple company. Like Meng Jiaying, she can help him anytime and anywhere.

Lu Yiyao was sad to think of this.

Entering the magnificent street, Lu Yiyao was not in the mood to appreciate it. Anyway, it was not her home.

"Sister Yiyao lives in the guest room on the second floor? I'll let someone clean it?" when she arrived at her home, Meng Jiaying looked very happy. In front of her, a servant squatted down to change her shoes and served fragrant milk tea and dessert.

A woman who lives as a princess.

Lu Yiyao gathered her eyes and just wanted to nod, she felt fan Shaochen hold her hand first, and a low voice sounded slowly, "she lives with me."

Then Lu Yiyao was led upstairs by him, came to the innermost room, opened the exquisite white door and walked in.

The house is very simple but exquisite decoration, black and white, which looks very consistent with fan Shaochen's cold temperament.

Some people sat down on the edge of the bed. Lu Yiyao looked very unnatural and looked at everything around him with some curiosity.

Fan Shaochen took off his coat and sat on the sofa to breathe a sigh of relief. He was very tired because of his busy days. In addition, domestic affairs were going on, which strained his whole nerves.

Looking at Lu Yiyao with a curious face, he waved her over, pulled her into his arms and held her tightly in his arms, "unhappy?"

From the road has been a small face.

His chin rested on her shoulder. Lu Yiyao slightly tilted her head. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "what's unhappy, that's it..."

Had known that his work was so busy, she would not come with him. Now she has to endure Meng Jiaying's silent provocation.

Hearing the discomfort in her words, fan Shaochen smiled, and his voice unconsciously softened, "well, I'll play with you tomorrow."

"Really?" Lu Yiyao glanced at him with uncontrollable surprise and excitement in her eyes.

I finally came to England. As a result, even his people haven't seen him these days.

Fan Shaochen nodded seriously. He was tired and closed his eyes. His voice was a little hoarse. "Go down and ask the kitchen to cook something to eat. I haven't eaten all day."

"OK, then you wait and go to bed." Lu Yiyao looked at his increasingly thin face and was very distressed. He went downstairs and looked for the kitchen. He just looked at the tall foreigners. He was a little hard to open his mouth for a moment, smiled awkwardly at them, and temporarily borrowed the kitchen to let them out.

I'm sorry to bother others, so Lu Yiyao took the initiative.

When I was a freshman, I had a whim to move out of my house for a while and learned a few things, but later I was too troublesome and went back disheartened.

Take out the ingredients in the fridge, boil a tomato and egg soup, cook the rice, fry two simple dishes, and put them out to serve.

"You are really familiar with yourself. You dare to open fire at will in other people's homes." the sarcastic voice sounded from behind. Without looking back, Lu Yiyao also knew who it was. He took a breath and said faintly: "I told your chef that they agreed with me."

"This is my house. I am the master of this house. Have you told me?" Meng Jiaying came forward and looked at her obviously looking for something.

Lu Yiyao looked at her poor eyes, clenched her hands and was angry, "I don't want to pretend, but I finally recovered my true face, don't I?"

It's hard for her to get along with her these days.

Meng Jiaying didn't deny it. She stepped forward and forced Lu Yiyao to step back. The prepared food also left her hand. She frowned at her smiling face.

"How's it going? It's very sad to go out with me these days? Isn't it uncomfortable to come to the territory of brother Shaochen and me?" Meng Jiaying looked at her provocatively, with a pair of Danfeng's eyes full of tricks, "Brother Shaochen and I grew up together. This house is full of our memories. I spend more than twice as much time with him as you. Do you think he will stay away from me and our Meng family for you?"

Her inexplicable words confused Lu Yiyao. She didn't know what it meant to say these things tomorrow.

Without patience to listen, Lu Yiyao came forward to leave, but Meng Jiaying pulled her back. Although she was small, she had great strength. Lu Yiyao bumped into the kitchen table behind her without paying attention to her waist, and she was in a cold sweat.

Meng Jiaying clutched her wrist harder and harder, staring at her fiercely, "brother Shaochen has been protecting you because he makes use of you, and I... Will kick you away sooner or later!"

Fan Shaochen belongs to her. Without them, he can't be what he is today, so he must stay with himself!

Footsteps came from the door. Lu Yiyao heard a bang without waiting for her side eyes. The glass fell to the ground and smashed!

"Ah!" Meng Jiaying suddenly squatted down and protected her feet in pain. Lu Yiyao looked down and found that the tomato egg soup on the table fell to the ground, and just fell on Meng Jiaying's feet

"What's going on?" fan Shaochen and Jess walked into the kitchen one after another and looked at the scene in front of them with a heavy face.

"Jiaying!" Jess came forward nervously and asked someone to bring water to Meng Jiaying. She found that her feet were stabbed by glass in several places, hot and red.

Lu Yiyao stood there clutching her hands, trying to say something, but she didn't know what to say. Her flustered eyes looked at fan Shaochen and her heart clicked.

Meng Jiaying squatted there and cried in pain. Then she looked up at Lu Yiyao and said wrongfully, "I know you don't like me, but I said I would give up brother Shaochen. I just remind you that he doesn't like tomatoes! Why do you treat me like this!"