When Mu Fan returned to the classroom, Huang Weiwei had already sat on the other side of the classroom, looking like she was sitting upright, but the flush on her face had not yet dissipated, and she looked red, like a sweet and sour red apple. Seeing Mu Fan come in, he glanced over secretly, and then quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and read the book seriously, but the white jade-like ears were as if stained, red and transparent.

When Mu Fan returned to his seat, Hou Ye was already impatient and began to squeeze his eyebrows, gossiping: "Muzi Muzi, why is Huang Da Mei looking for you?" When she came back just now, she trotted all the way with lightning, and her face was as red as the eldest aunt, what did you do that was not as good as a beast? ”

Mu Fan unceremoniously pushed away Hou Ye, squeezed him from behind him, sat down in his place, and then shook his head and said, "I said Hou Ye, what do you mean to be the same as the eldest aunt?" What a metaphor you're using...... Fantastic. I didn't do anything, at most I just received a good person card, Master Hou, don't follow the mix. ”

"Nonsense, the shy expression of the head of Huang Da when he entered the classroom just now is simply beautiful, don't want it, it's really a fairy who has to be tempted, as long as you are not blind, you can see that there must be a problem!" Yu Qinghou leaned over here again, and then his eyes fell on the invitation in Mu Fan's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he reached out to grab it, and asked while grabbing it: "Muzi, what is this?" A love letter written to you by Huang Da Meinu? ”

"Birthday invitations. Master Hou, what are you thinking about, my God, does Class Leader Huang look like a person who can write love letters? Mu Fan handed over the invitation and rolled his eyes.

Yu Qinghou hurriedly took it and stared at it carefully, as if he wanted to see a flower from it. Then he whispered: "Mr. Mu Fan: I am scheduled to hold a 20th birthday dinner for my little girl at home at 6 p.m. on October 23, please bring my female companion to come." Huang Hongxuan and his beloved daughter Huang Weiwei were invited. This is not even printed, well, from my point of view, this hand of calligraphy is really good, and I have three successes. Hey, I said Muzi, why is this invitation still from Huang Da's squad leader and her father? ”

"How do I know that this might be more formal?" When Mu Fan saw him finish reading, he stretched out his hand to take it, but was directly avoided by Yu Qinghou.

"Muzi, it says that you want to bring a female companion, why do you want to mention such a sentence? Why don't you go and ask Huang Da Mei if it's okay to bring a male companion? Yu Qinghou showed a malicious smile on his face, "I have long heard that Huang Da's family is very rich, but she has always hidden it very well, and she never invites people to her house on her birthday, and I have never had the opportunity to see Master Hou." Now that I have this opportunity, how about taking me to see the corrupt life of capitalism? I want to criticize the luxurious life of the landlord and the old rich man! ”

"You ask her for one yourself, anyway, I'm not interested in bringing a male partner and being treated like a." Mu Fan said angrily, "Also, you have a sentence that is very right, I'm afraid the three words 'with a female companion' are really specially mentioned - the birthday dinner is not a dance party, and it is completely unnecessary to mention a female companion." Since you know that it is handwritten, don't you see that the word "female companion" is a little heavier in ink? And the reason for adding such a sentence is very simple, that is, her father vaguely reminded me to find a female companion and not have any unrealistic illusions about her daughter. Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring a sneer.

"Huh?" Yu Qinghou opened his mouth, and the facial features on his face were tangled, "Do you need to be so obscure?" Is it really hard for you people to speak, and it is easy to show off your brains in a circle? ”

Mu Fan took the opportunity to take back the invitation that Yu Qinghou was holding and put it in his pocket: "Master Hou, you should call it 'the art of speaking'." If he had written something on it: 'Boy, quickly recognize which green onion he is, don't let the toad want to eat swan meat and try to beat my daughter's idea,' then his brain is really in the water—in that case, is it to send an invitation or a war letter? What's more, the invitation was asked for by Huang Weiwei, so he naturally wanted to save face for his daughter. Now to mention it so vaguely, not only did I hide it from Huang Weiwei, but if I could see it, I would naturally understand what he meant; If you can't see it, then there is no possibility of taking down Huang Weiwei as a fool who is not threatening. Doing things with one stone, he quietly showed his attitude, and at the same time left enough room for maneuver. If he didn't even have this thought, why did he develop the Huang family to such a scale now? This kind of subtle warning is replaced by the idea of someone beating my daughter, and I will do the same. ”

"I have to think about every little thing, I bet that Huang Da's head and her father must have been bald early. Also, you just said so much, the last sentence is to praise yourself is the point, right? Muzi, you should also be careful with your hair, be careful that one day you will be extremely smart! Yu Qinghou gave up thinking and simply lay on the table.

"It's a small thing after all. But Master Hou, if you want to go, you can't help it, come with me to your Hu Yanan's office later? Let her take you, and it will be fine. I remember she said that the old man of the Huang family has some connections with the inner world, and you are also a monk now after all, so you still have a little face if you want to come. Mu Fan smiled softly and said.

"She's not mine! When I saw her, I didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but I was inexplicably a little weak-hearted. Also, she said she was going to give me a gift, and I thought it was a big problem, and my eyelids kept jumping when I went to bed last night, as if I was going to be in big trouble. Yu Qinghou grimaced and scratched his head.

"You are purely psychological, what's the good heart?" Mu Fan said lightly, "Also, Huang Weiwei came to me today, I very much suspect that your family's Hu Yanan is behind the ghost." I'm going to trouble her at noon, so let's go with us. ”

It turns out that Hou Ye's worry is very necessary, or rather, a man's sixth sense is occasionally accurate. Although, Hou Ye must hope that his sixth sense is not accurate.

Just had a class, and Yu Qinghou was called out by the security guard during recess. Mu Fan also followed out of the door, and saw that in addition to the two security guards, there were three staff members of the courier company standing outside. Two of them, carrying a wooden box more than one person high, placed it at the back door of the classroom. When they came out, the security guard explained to Yu Qinghou that although couriers are generally not allowed to enter the teaching building, this is a valuable item sent by the courier company, and according to the staff, they must be inspected and signed on the spot. Considering the safety issue, the security guard followed them over.

"But I didn't ......" Halfway through the words, Yu Qinghou and Mu Fan glanced at each other, and they both figured out that this must be a gift from Hu Yanan and Sister Hu to Yu Qinghou, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, but it was really efficient.