Chapter 92: Brother Meng Fan, what are you doing?

The dish was sandwiched into Meng Fan's bowl, and Du Han looked at him expectantly.

The corners of Meng Fan's mouth twitched, his eyebrows jumped, Du Han quarreled with the dishes, fried mushrooms with green peppers, the mushrooms were full of salt, but they didn't melt, and the salt particles were clearly stuck to the mushrooms.

"Is it delicious?" Du Han asked expectantly.

Meng Fan didn't chew it, he directly stuffed the mushroom to his throat, swallowed it, and said with a clear conscience: "It's delicious, it's delicious." ”

"Then eat more." Du Han was very happy and brought a dish to Meng Fan.

You say it's no wonder, the more people who know how to cook, the more they will always taste when they cook, and the more people who can't cook, they never taste it, and they don't even eat a bite when it's done. Meng Fan said something delicious, and Du Han put all the fried mushrooms with green peppers in front of him, and he didn't clip any chopsticks.

Du Fenghui and his wife glanced at each other and laughed silently.

How good the relationship between the little couple is, not only at the dinner table, but also when they sleep at night, Meng Fan lived directly in Du Han's room, although there is a reason, but a man lives in a girl's room, and there is only one bed, any reason seems pale.

Looking at Du Han and Meng Fan's intimacy, it would be strange if Du Fenghui and his wife didn't want to be crooked. And there is no chance to find out, Meng Fan gets up early and sleeps late, even if Du Fenghui and his wife want to find out, they don't have a chance.

However, Meng Fan was sitting up straight, he really didn't think much about it, every time he practiced for a period of time, and when Du Han fell asleep, he leaned against the wall and slept in his half-lying clothes. Frank, no crooked thoughts.

After eating, watching TV, and chatting for a while, Meng Fan followed Du Han back to the room, closed the door, Meng Fan finally seized the opportunity, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to explain to Xu Qianru, but after dialing for more than half an hour, no one answered, and directly hung up and shut down. Meng Fan was even more anxious, sending text messages, all kinds of explanations, but there was still no news.

"Du Han, do you have any photos?" Meng Fan thought about it for a while, he could only ask Du Han for photos, and it was definitely not possible to take them now.

"Yes." Du Han was very naΓ―ve, and ran out of the bedroom to ask Yang Xue'e for a photo album.

Yang Xue'e asked: "What do you want photos for at night?" ”

Du Han said: "Brother Meng Fan wants it, I'll show it to him." ”

Yang Xue'e smiled, didn't need to say anything, took the album off the cabinet and handed it to her.

Meng Fan looked at it, this is not good, all of them are photos of Du Han when he was a child, before the age of seven or eight, the photos are definitely not good, and he can't be fooled at all. He originally wanted a recent photo of Du Han, she was not well before, she was gloomy and thin and looked like a sick seedling, so this kind of photo can be sent over.

But think about it, how could Du Han send photos at that time. The family is reluctant to touch, let alone take pictures.

After thinking about it, Meng Fan decided to take it now.

"Du Han, I'll discuss something with you, can I take a picture for you?"

Du Han agreed without thinking about it, sitting on the bed, wearing pink pajamas, gesturing with scissor hands, and smiling quite brightly.

Meng Fan said: "This can't work, you have to be gloomy." ”

Du Han tilted his head and thought about it, not understanding what gloomy meant.

Meng Fan directly took off his coat and let her put it on, and then tied Du Han's hair up, to see, she didn't look like a kid, she was still too beautiful, let her button up her clothes, hide her braids behind her, and tie them a little harder.

A big man, how can he tie his braids, Du Hanzhi, who was in pain, frowned, and finally couldn't help but say, "Brother Meng Fan, what are you doing, it hurts." ”

In order to let Xu Qianru resolve the misunderstanding, Meng Fan's heart was crossed, and he said: "Don't shout, just endure it and pass." ”

Yang Xue'e, who was hiding outside the door and wanted to find out, almost didn't squirt out. And said no, it's all like this, can it be not, what is it? Fortunately, she had already found out the clues, and tomorrow's party will be held without saying.

"It hurts." Du Han's tears were about to fall, and he forced Chu Chu to whisper pitifully.

Meng Fan let go of his hand, messed up her hair slightly, looked back and forth, and felt that it was almost there, so he took a picture and sent it over. I waited for a long time, but I still didn't come back. Meng Fan was helpless, thinking that maybe Xu Qianru had slept, maybe the phone was out of battery, and she would be able to see it tomorrow.

On the second day, the banquet began, an open-air party, in a villa on the outskirts of Kyoto, which was specially used for gatherings, with a large courtyard, a swimming pool, a garden, and a lawn. There are quite a lot of people coming, so to speak, there are no mortals.

Needless to say, the people invited by Du Fenghui are the director of the Yanjing Guard Department, the director of the Military Commission, and the level of contact is there. As the eldest lady of the Yang family, Yang Xue'e knows people who are naturally either rich or expensive. The wife of a wealthy family, the daughter of a big family, the lady of officialdom, which one is not a person from the upper class.

Du Yu is engaged in finance, and he has several enterprises, investment banks, and credits, and banks can say that there is so much money that they can't spend in a few lifetimes.

Ruan Qinghong is not bad, he invited friends from various real estate tycoons, big bosses of decoration companies, and real estate companies to gather wealth. It can be said that these people got together to support most of Yanjing's finances.

Of course, there are also some identity locations, Du Xian is a regiment-level cadre, and the soldiers invited are naturally soldiers of the same level as him. The identity is a little lower, but each Kong is powerful, mighty and domineering, several people stand together, and their momentum is like a rainbow, which is no worse than others.

The excuse for the party was Du Han's birthday, and everyone took this opportunity to get together. The people who come are all well-educated and knowledgeable, and not many people care about the truth or falsehood, it is enough to be able to participate in such a gathering, after all, the elite gathers, and people from all walks of life can be said to have it. Knowing some big bosses and tycoons, it's not better than anything.

As the protagonist of the banquet, Du Han came out of the villa, wearing a white dress and a leopard skin jacket, which was shocking. All the eyes of the people were focused on him, Du Han suddenly became nervous and shy, and his whole body was pink in an instant, which was even more sultry and beautiful.

When Du Han was nervous, the first thing that came to mind was Meng Fan, and he looked for it in the crowd in a panic, and when he saw Meng Fan, he lowered his head and pouted, which made people think even more.

When she ran to Meng Fan's side, Meng Fan suddenly called the next focus. Because no one paid attention to him, all the people who came were people with heads and faces, all of whom were friends and acquaintances, and no one really knew Meng Fan.

Soon, everyone started talking about who this young man was.

"Lao Du, this young man won't be your little son-in-law, right?" A few people from the Military Commission joked with Du Fenghui.

Du Fenghui smiled, didn't admit or deny it, and suddenly made people even more curious.

Yang Xue'e was also surrounded, and several noble ladies complimented Du Han's beauty, chatting and chatting about Meng Fan, and someone said: "Xue'e didn't hear you say that Du Han has a boyfriend, but I don't think it's easy for her to have a relationship with that young man like that." Tell me about their relationship, and when did your family's illness get better? ”

Yang Xue'e smiled and said: "Hanhan's illness has long been cured, and it was Meng Fan who cured it." He is a miracle doctor, and he can cure any disease. ”

"Really?" The noble lady didn't believe it, and pouted: "Don't lie to us, there are no miracle doctors, it's just some tricks." There are some diseases that can't even be cured by the Bai family, and he still dares to call himself a miracle doctor? ”

Yang Xue'e said: "I don't believe it, you just went to ask him, didn't you always say that you didn't sleep well some time ago, let Meng Fan help you take a look." ”

The lady said, "Forget it, I know my old problems." It's relaxing to come here, and if you want to see a doctor, you might as well go to the United States to find a professional medical institution. ”

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of dessert, took a bite and ate it.

Meng Fan was chatting with Du Han here, and a woman walked over to them, the two long legs were dizzy, and although she was wearing a long skirt, her legs were extraordinarily long.

"Meng Fan, why didn't you call me when you came to Yanjing?"

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