If it weren't for Jiang Miao's insistence, I'm afraid Zhang Yang wouldn't plan to go back by himself at all.

But Jiang Miao spoke, no way, Yuan Yanqi personally drove downstairs to wait, if he didn't go down, I am afraid that he would have no place to settle down in the future, after all, he has a short hand and eats other people's soft mouths.

Yuan Yanqi looked at Zhang Yang downstairs and watched him come in the direction of the car.

looked like he had a clear conscience, and I don't know why he didn't even dare to answer the phone.

Zhang Yang passed by the side of the car and stretched out his hand to pull the back door, Yuan Yanqi rolled down the window and raised his eyes to stare at him, "Sit in front." ”

When Zhang Yang closed the car door, the expression on his face had already changed to lovelessness.

Zhang Yang fastened his seat belt, and then turned his head to look at Yuan Yanqi, but Yuan Yanqi didn't seem to have any intention of driving immediately, just frowned and kept looking at him, his eyes were quite crazy.

"Are you all too dirty?" Zhang Yang had nothing to say, and gave him a blank look.

Yuan Yan looked at him for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze and started the car.

"So, what's going on?" Yuan Yan drove the car, and when he spoke again, his tone was very calm, and it became a state of chatting about homely things.

"What did my dad say?" Zhang Yang asked.

Yuan Yanqi smiled, "You can say whatever the situation, and ask your father what he said?" Watching the dishes go down? ”

Zhang Yang was speechless and snorted several times, "Sure enough, your thoughts are not pure, am I that kind of person?" ”

"And who do you think you are?" Yuan Yanqi glanced at him lightly, it seemed that Zhang Yang had no self-knowledge of himself at all.

"I'm a pure artist, okay?" Zhang Yang looked out the window.

"Artists?" Yuan Yanqi chuckled and nodded, "Artists are more dangerous. ”

"No, what the hell did my dad say?" Listening to Yuan Yanqi's cynicism, Zhang Yang's heart collapsed.

"Your father didn't say anything, but you also saw how he treated Miao Miao, and he probably still hopes that you can leave a legacy for your old Zhang family."

As soon as Yuan Yanqi's words came out, Zhang Yang looked at him and looked at him deeply, his face speechless.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Yang patted the car window for the last time, feeling that even the explanation seemed redundant.

"Who did you sleep with last night?" Yuan Yanqi turned his eyes to look at him, but asked a real question.

"Ah Feng, I painted last night, he didn't know what to do, he was still wandering around the street at night, touched, had a meal together, drank some wine, he sent me back, and then rested there."

Zhang Yang looked at Yuan Yanqi's eyes when he spoke, and repeated again, "Ah Feng, put one hundred and twenty hearts, you don't worry about him, I don't worry about him, you are really invincible, what do you mean, do you think I have done something rebellious?" ”

Yuan Yanqi turned his head to look at him, his expression was very light, "I had something for him to do yesterday, so he was outside." ”

"Oh, yes, so you know, how reliable he is", Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Yanqi.

Yuan Yanqi didn't speak.

"What did you call him yesterday?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask.

Yuan Yan glanced at him, "Do you still have the mind to meddle?" ”

Zhang Yang was helpless and collapsed back to his seat in frustration, "Don't worry, I can't achieve great things in my life, but I am definitely worthy of my ancestors and ancestors." ”

"You really can't think, think about everything in the worst way, I'm a simple person", Zhang Yang was also aggrieved.

Yuan Yanqi ignored him and continued to drive, silent.

"Drinking too much and sleeping in a bed? How to sleep? Yuan Yanqi suddenly asked again, Zhang Congshen has always been quite transparent, he was silent and sad after he went back, naturally there are points of his worries, nothing is for no reason.

"That's a bit too much, taking me as a criminal? Am I going to take you back to the scene and cover you up again? Zhang Yang glared at him, met his gaze, coaxed two more points, and bowed his head slightly, "I ...... I don't know, but I woke up when my dad came in. ”

Zhang Yang sighed deeply, what's wrong with him, his father is guarding against him and what, I'm afraid that he will go astray like an intellectually handicapped waste?

Yuan Yanqi didn't speak, continued to look at the car, and after a while, he turned his head to look at him again, his hair was long, and he found time to cut it. ”

"Mind my hair again? Isn't it good that it's messing with anyone? Zhang Yang was speechless, his father didn't care, Yuan Yanqi was a young man in the new era, how could it be like this.

"Let's go back and talk about it", Yuan Yanqi sped up the car.

The car quickly survived in the old house, and Zhang Yang took off his seat belt and struggled.

Yuan Yanqi got out of the car and walked around to the door, and he was still pressing the seat belt buckle.

Yuan Yanqi was a little overwhelmed, opened the car door, leaned over and opened it for him personally, "Young Master, come down, aren't you quite arrogant." ”

"I didn't do anything wrong", Zhang Yang took a deep breath and got out of the car generously.

When the two of them entered, the restaurant was ready, and when they returned, they could eat.

Jiang Miao and Zhang Congshen were already sitting on the dining chairs, and when they saw them coming in, they looked over with their eyes.

"The eldest young master is willing to come back?" Jiang Miao shook her head, remembering that Zhang Yang was still quite depressed when she didn't answer the phone.

"Didn't you call me back for dinner, and I was wrong to be obedient?" Zhang Yang swaggered over, then pulled a chair and sat down, but he didn't look at his father during the whole process.

Zhang Yang really doesn't understand the mentality of these people, this is too much drinking, what's wrong with the two old men sleeping together? It's a woman who should be worried.

"Come back and live, don't run around outside all day long, anyway, I don't expect the money you make from painting."

Seeing Zhang Yang sit down, this was Zhang Congshen's first sentence.

"How can this painting be measured by money, I'm happy to paint", Zhang Yang frowned, "Besides, I don't want that palace full of art, I just set up a stall to paint and be suppressed by you?" ”

"A temple of art? Hmph", Zhang Congshen snorted, it was quite ironic.

"When I was a child, I just did my own thing, but when I grew up, I didn't ask for you, just be a normal and ordinary person."

Zhang Congshen looked at him and hated that iron could not become steel.

Zhang Yang was speechless, why does this sound so wrong, other parents are eager for their children to become Jackie Chan, he is good, I hope he is ordinary, the implication is that he is an extraordinary freak now?

"I really don't have any trust in me," Zhang Yang snorted coldly.

"I really don't trust you, I have to come back, I'll help you pack your things tomorrow."

"Don't you say a word?" Zhang Yang really couldn't do it, and glanced at Jiang Miao.

"Why don't I introduce you to my girlfriend, a few of my classmates should still be single."