Chapter 230: Quarrel

After doing what she wanted to do, she yawned delicately, rubbed her shoulders and muttered, "Then Wen Jingxuan won't have the spare time to harass me." ”

Xiao Junchen looked at the road ahead and pursed his thin lips.

If Fang Zhiyu is willing, he can never suffer from future troubles at any time, but unfortunately Fang Zhiyu does not have this idea.

Stopping in front of the red light, he turned his head to look at Fang Zhiyu, who was distracted, and suddenly said, "Fang Zhiyu, why did Lin Feiyu send you back yesterday?"

Calling her by name and surname, Fang Zhiyu subconsciously sat up straight, and the whole person came to her senses, and she already felt the danger emanating from Xiao Junchen's body.

"Yesterday? I remember getting drunk yesterday......"

Before the words fell, Fang Zhiyu frowned first, she scratched her head, "What's the matter, did I drink so much wine yesterday?"

Because of frequent socializing, she has always drunk well, and she is not so drunk that she is unconscious, but why does she have no memory of yesterday at all?

"Yesterday Lin Feiyu told me that her sister had made an appointment with Fly's minister, and I wanted to go with me to meet her, and then the minister released the pigeon. Fang Zhiyu recalled slowly.

The street lights turned on, Xiao Junchen stepped on the accelerator, his face sank, and he released the pigeon? I'm afraid it's not that simple.

"Stay away from Lin Feiyu in the future. ”

His tone this time was different from the past, looking extremely serious and cold, Fang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded seriously.

"The two of us were just ordinary friends, we didn't have any important things, and we didn't have much contact. ”

He didn't think so. ”

Xiao Junchen's voice was a little low, and Fang Zhiyu, who was sorting out her thoughts, didn't hear it clearly, and let out a puzzled "um".

"Nothing. Noticing the tiredness of Fang Zhiyu's eyebrows, his expression softened slightly, "If you're sleepy, sleep for a while." ”

The woman puffed out her cheeks and cautiously tested, "You're not angry anymore?"

Xiao Junchen didn't say anything, Fang Zhiyu waited for a long time, her eyelids began to fight, and just when she thought she wouldn't get a response, he suddenly sneered.

"Let me see you approaching him again, and be angry? ”

Fang Zhiyu came to her senses in an instant, and she almost swore an oath, "Promise to keep your distance!"

Her awe-inspiring tone made Xiao Junchen hook the corners of her mouth lightly, and did not scare her anymore.

On the other side, the atmosphere of the Lin family was diametrically opposed to them, Lin Feiyu had been waiting for Lin Feiran at the Lin family until the evening.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Lin Feiran came back with his heavy body.

She called out to the butler, "Help me make some decanting soup......

"Sister. ”

Lin Feiyu interrupted her words suddenly, sat on the sofa and stared at her motionlessly, his face was extremely ugly.

"What's that expression, how was yesterday? Lin Feiran didn't look at him carefully, thinking that things were developing towards what he wanted, and the soreness in his body was swept away.

"You drugged Zhiyu's wine. Lin Feiyu said affirmatively, "Why do you want to do this? I like her, but I don't want to use such obscene means to get her." ”

The corners of the woman's mouth tightened, "Dirty, you mean I did you a favor, I was wrong?"

The atmosphere was tense, and the people in the villa didn't dare to gasp, so the housekeeper silently walked into the kitchen and made sobering soup for Lin Feiran.

"I didn't ask you to help me. ”

With red eyes, Lin Feiyu rubbed his aching temples, not knowing whether he was angry or aggrieved.

Lin Feiran finally realized that something was wrong, "You didn't attack Zhiyu from the other party?"

Because of the shock, her voice was inevitably a little sharp, and when she got up from the sofa, the alcohol in her body made her uncontrollable anger.

Usually, even if Lin Feiyu had any conflicts with her, he would never show such a disappointed expression, what is this? He is now angry with her because of a Fang Zhiyu!

"Lin Feiyu, can you be sober, I'm helping you, otherwise can you have Fang Zhiyu? With Xiao Junchen here, you will always be a supporting role by her side!"

"Then I'm also happy, if Zhiyu knows about this, we can't even be friends, do you know?"

"Friend, are you just willing to be her friend?" Lin Feiran sneered, staring at Lin Feiyu's tense side face, "Lin Feiyu, you are still so cowardly. ”

It was like an inadvertent whisper, which made the man raise his eyes in shock, and the mockery that crashed into her eyes, his lips squirmed a few times, and finally he didn't make a sound.

"Don't look at me like that......"

"What are you two doing?"

An angry roar from the door interrupted the wrong words that Lin Feiran was about to blurt out, and her mind instantly cleared up a little, and she lowered her eyes to hide the fear in her eyes.

Lin Zhou threw the briefcase on the sofa and glared at Lin Feiran, "As soon as I get home, I won't stop, you two want to make me angry to death?

Lin Feiran stood still, without meaning to answer, Lin Zhou turned his eyes to look at Lin Feiyu, with a tired face, "You come!"

"It's nothing, Dad, I'm just joking around with my sister. You also know that she keeps telling me to go home and work, and I don't have a temper, so I ......."

The man restrained his frustration, rubbed to Lin Zhou's side with a smile, and flattered him on his shoulders, "Are you tired today?"

The latter didn't dig deeper, and "hummed" twice when he heard his words, "Do you still know that you are tired? ”

Lin Zhou's words made Lin Feiran's face pale, and her steps shook unsteadily, and she turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?"

"Dad, she drank wine, let her go and drink the sobering soup first. You too, how can you let your sister participate in so many entertainments, her body is going to be drunk. ”

Stopping Lin Zhou's words, Lin Feiyu laughed twice.

"I didn't come here like this, if I want to talk about work, which one doesn't drink?" Dissatisfied with his words, Lin Zhou glanced at him with disgust.

The atmosphere in the living room was harmonious, Lin Feiran leaned against the wall of the kitchen, and glanced at the housekeeper, "Go out, I'll do it myself." ”

"But...... Okay, cook for another five minutes and you're good to go. ”

The housekeeper just wanted to refuse, but when he came into contact with her cold gaze, he nodded and went out.

Staring at the flames of the gas stove, Lin Feiran gritted her teeth, but she was not moved by Lin Feiyu's protection, but became even more impatient.

What is this, no heart and no lungs? Or are you afraid that Lin Zhou will find out about this and scold him for not doing his job?

Xiao Junchen's tall figure flashed in her mind, and her eyebrows softened a little, covering her chest.

Lin Feiyu didn't stay at home for long, and left without saying a word after coaxing Lin Zhou.

As if nothing had happened.