Chapter 60: Why Are You Again?
"Hua Ze, you actually have this kind of idea about Young Master Ben!"
I treat you as a brother, and you want to sleep with me!
......
Obviously he is the victim, but the harmful spirit puts on a complicated look of being taken advantage of by the flowers.
"Neuropathy. β
Cheng Leng laughed and half-lowered his eyes.
There was a faint dark blue under the eyelids, and it looked like he hadn't rested well last night.
He took out a tissue, wiped his hands, and said to the maid, "Go to my room and take down the empty bottle he drank yesterday." β
Cheng Han turned his head and looked at Daoming Temple and smiled gently.
"The eldest young master has settled the account. β
The maid knew that she had said the wrong thing, and the trembling PAO went upstairs.
Daoming Temple slapped the table and roared in a low voice, "What do you mean, I know that I don't have a penny now." β
Didn't you pay back a penny so much?
Cheng Han didn't seem to hear it, and ordered the housekeeper as if nothing had happened.
"Call Aunt Feng, it's his son who is flowering-"
"Hanazawa!"
Daoming Temple interrupted him angrily, and then he strained a good-looking face and fell into a tangle.
Cheng Han leaned back in the chair and crossed his legs leisurely, folded his hands, and waited for him to apologize.
Daoming Temple's fists were tightened and loosened, but there was nothing to be done, with forbearance and humiliation in his eyes.
In the end, he embarrassed to put on a crimson face, gritted his teeth and said, "I, I do." β
Cheng Han: "?????"
I want you uncle!
γ...... Fraudγ
System 1 can't help but admire why the male protagonist's brain circuit is so strange.
"I have someone I like. β
In order to prevent the idiot of Daoming Temple from continuing to make up for it, Cheng Han had to bring out the female supporting role.
Isn't there an unrequited love object in the Hanazawa class, which just comes in handy.
When Daoming Temple heard this, he asked in displeasure, "What?
Cheng Han: ?????
It's your business!
Seeing that Daoming Temple has a tendency to not give up if you don't make it clear, he helped his forehead to report a very popular name of Yingde College.
"It's Shizumi Fujido, and I've liked her for a long time. β
The eldest lady of the Fujido Group?
He met him a few times at family gatherings, with a slender figure, outstanding temperament and gentleness, and was a rare celebrity daughter.
"But she's older than you!"
Daoming Temple was dissatisfied.
Cheng Han: "I don't mind. β
Daoming Temple choked, and suddenly remembered the gossip news he heard last time, and couldn't help but gloat a little.
"Hmph, she looks like she's getting engaged, good luck. β
Cheng Han: "I don't mind. β
Daoming Temple: "......"
"Aren't you going to school today?"
Cheng Han suddenly changed the topic, and Daoming Temple put his feet on the chair and thought about it seriously.
It is estimated that Ms. Feng has already made a big deal about not allowing others to help him, and she has nowhere to go.
ButγYes!
The entire academy is almost full of Ms. Kaede's people, and going to school is simply self-defeating.
Daoming Temple immediately shook his head, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll wait for you at home." β
Cheng Han was silent, I don't want to see you at all, please go and get tired of the heroine, okay?
"How long will Aunt Feng stay when she comes back this time?" he asked abruptly.
"I don't know, it should be three or four days as usual. β
Daoming Temple was stunned, scratching his hair irritably, lying on his back decadently, looking at the crystal chandelier above his head.
"It's only three or four days......"
He muttered a repeat, his lips curling at himself with a sudden self-deprecation.
What Cheng Han is worried about now is that if Daoming Feng doesn't leave, Daoming Temple will keep showing up in order to hide from her.
"It's okay, you are here to recuperate now, in case Aunt Feng comes over and has a beating to suffer. β
Daoming Temple shook his body in fear, and Chong Han said fiercely with bared teeth: "Bah, crow's mouth! β
Cheng Han didn't say anything more, packed up his things and drove away.
The sedan was stopped by several black off-road cars in the middle of the road, and the road in front and behind was completely blocked.
In an instant, more than a dozen well-trained men in black wearing sunglasses got out of the car.
Walked up to his car and knocked on the window, and said with a paralyzed face: "Young Master Hua Ze, our lady is invited." β
Cheng Han's eyes flashed with surprise, to be honest, he didn't expect Dao Mingfeng to come so quickly.
If you have to meet horizontally and vertically, you don't have to go to her by yourself.
Cheng Han pressed the glass, looking obedient and obedient.
"Okay, please wait, I'll pull over to the side of the road. β
The man in black who took the lead subconsciously touched the Bluetooth headset hanging on his ear, and his eyes fell on one of the pitch-black extended Lincolns, which should have been waiting for Dao Mingfeng.
After a few seconds, the man nodded, and said in a warning tone, "Okay, I hope that the young master of Hua Ze will not play tricks, Madame's patience is limited." β
"Of course. β
Cheng Han parked the car and was invited to Lincoln.
As he expected, Dao Mingfeng sat inside and waited for him for a long time.
The woman wears a slim-fitting black fishtail dress with high heels to elongate her legs.
Depicted with delicate and charming makeup, curly hair and red lips, and a lazy and charming posture.
She wore a valuable diamond ring on her hand and flipped through a magazine with graceful demeanor.
"Ozawa is here......"
Hearing the movement, Dao Mingfeng slowly removed his gaze from the page and fell on Cheng Han's face.
There was a moment of confusion and accident, and then he returned to normal, and said with a smile: "I heard that you slept with Ah Temple last night?"
Cheng Han sat on the sofa in the car, not intimidated by her momentum, and said calmly: "Aunt Feng is really well-informed, then you must also know that Daoming Temple drank a bottle of my very precious Tibetan wine."
It's priceless, but for your sake β is it a credit card or a cash?"
Dao Mingfeng threw the magazine aside, covered his lips and chuckled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, the small category is really getting less and less cute." β
He thought that the other party was praising himself, and turned to ask the question he was most concerned about: "How long does Aunt Feng plan to stay when she comes back?"
Dao Mingfeng didn't answer immediately, but picked up the spoon and stirred the coffee slowly, as if deliberately whetting his appetite.
Cheng Han didn't urge, just waited patiently.
The air was quiet for about three or four minutes, and Dao Mingfeng finally looked at him, his red lips slightly raised.
"I'm going to stay for a long time this time, and I'll talk about everything when Koji comes home. β
......
Here comes the most terrible answer.
"With all due respect, even if you are the mother of Aji, it is too heavy to start. β
Cheng Han paused for a moment, and said with a knife: "It's not like a biological one." β
Dao Ming Feng: ......
The woman put away the disguise of smiling and groaning, and her face suddenly became a little cold.
"Is the subclass planning to meddle in our family affairs? is this what your family means?"
Cheng Han said righteously: "Aunt Feng doesn't need to use the family to press me, I'm just a friend of Ah Si, and I can't bear to see him tortured by you like this." β
Dao Mingfeng leaned forward and backward with a smile, and even tears hung on the corners of his eyes.
Probably thinking it was too rude, she gradually calmed down after laughing, and apologized sincerely with her eyes: "I'm sorry, I really can't help it." β
Cheng Han's posture suddenly relaxed, slowly rested his legs on the sofa, and said clearly word by word: "Why are you again." β