After the lights went out in his parents' room, Yan Xin walked up to the second floor leisurely with a smile in his mouth, but when he walked to the door of his room and was about to reach out and unscrew the door, his hand suddenly stopped, turned his head sideways, and glanced at Yan Ruyu's room.

Yan Xin hesitated for a while, turned around and went to the study, sitting silently in the study alone, and kept recalling the scene in the living room just now.

Why doesn't Ruyu have a birthday this year? In previous years, she was clamoring for a birthday gift before it arrived, and when she thought about it, she seemed to be very quiet these days, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Yan Xin eased his nerves, and stared at the mobile phone that he had placed on the corner of the desk, his sword eyebrows slightly raised.

It's not early, and it doesn't seem appropriate to call?

After hesitating for a few seconds.

Still picked up the phone.

"Secretary Han, you will go to Zhongfu Academy early tomorrow morning to meet President Shen."

Yan Xin thought about it and sent a text message to Secretary Han.

With a light sigh, he got up and put his phone back in his pants pocket.

However.

The hand in his trouser pocket touched the key.

A light flashed in his head.

Then his dark eyes sank, and the corners of his mouth curled into an evil and weird smile.

Quickly walked out of the study with his feet up, walked downstairs, and walked through the living room.

Smack

The door was gently shut.

……

About twenty minutes passed

The place in my heart has arrived.

After playing for a day during the day, after Yan Xin left home, Fan Xiaotian went to bed early.

"Hmm."

Fan Xiaotian, who was sleeping deeply, groaned subconsciously.

Feeling a chill in his back, he reached out and pulled the quilt and arched his body.

"Every day." A soft, slightly hoarse male voice blew in his ears.

Accompanied by a blast of heat.

The corners of Fan Xiaotian's mouth rose, and his eyelids moved slightly.

This dream is too real!

However, the next second.

A large hand passed through his waist behind his back, and his body was quickly hooked by the big hand.

Fan Xiaotian reflexively opened his eyes, his eyeballs slowly hid to the corners of the eye frame, and then blinked quickly a few times.

The breath?

The male voice of "Tiantian" sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, a hot slash passed through the cervical spine.

Fan Xiaotian's heart tightened, his breathing became denser and denser, his whole body was numb, and the consciousness in his brain became clearer and clearer.

It's not a dream, Yan Xin is behind him!!

"Yan, Xin!" There was a slight tremor in his voice.

"Hmm." overcast

Fan Xiaotian made a small leap, turned sideways, and got into Yan Xin's arms in a second.

..............

At eight o'clock in the morning, I saw the housekeeper carrying luggage in his hand, striding forward in the direction of Fan Yaxuan's villa, and he had been silently thinking in his heart, "I hope that I will make breakfast for Miss in a hurry." ”

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The butler was about to open the door, but someone pushed it open from the inside.

"Uncle Wu?" Yan Xin looked at the stunned housekeeper in front of him in surprise, and at the same time muttered secretly, he only stayed for one night, why did Uncle Wu run back?

Fan Xiaotian opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, he lowered his head slightly, his little face was flushed, and he thought, will Uncle Wu think that he will take advantage of his absence to bring a man to the house?

"Eh, there are few words" The housekeeper responded, and after speaking, he deliberately glanced at Fan Xiaotian, who was standing next to Yan Xin.

seconds.

"Uncle Wu, let's go into the house, I'll go out for breakfast with Yan Xin, and then go to the company." Fan Xiaotian glanced at the housekeeper shyly and whispered.

"Okay." The butler nodded slightly.

After Fan Xiaotian and Yan Xin glanced at each other, they walked out of the door hand in hand.

The butler stood at the door staring at the two people who were far away, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

............

Fan's Group

Last week, Fan's experienced "divestment", and the city was full of turmoil, and with Yang Cheng's sentence: "Yang's does not plan to withdraw capital", it returned to tranquility.

Liu Daqian and Peng Yong hurriedly threw away the stocks in their hands because they couldn't hold their breath, who expected, after only two days of hard work, Fan's family, who seemed to be about to "collapse", just "miraculously" "lived" in front of everyone's eyes.

The two of them cried bitterly, and they had nowhere to tell their regrets, even if they were embarrassed to appear in Fan's again, so they had to run out of City A in disgrace.

After Fan Xiaotian learned that Yan Ruyu would not hold a birthday banquet, he gave Yan Xin the birthday gift he had prepared before in the morning and asked him to bring it back to Yan Ruyu.

What seems like a normal trajectory is actually the beginning of another war!

After experiencing Tao Xinran's Shanghai incident, Fan Xiaotian listened to Yan Xin's suggestion: wait and see what happens. Therefore, she doesn't think nonsense when she goes to work, and works obediently.

But some people can't stop.

Thinking that Yang Cheng personally ran to tell Fan Xiaotian about stopping the divestment, a certain place in Zhang Meijun's mood still felt faintly painful.

When I knew that the seemingly inconspicuous yellow-haired girl next to me was happy to win the favor of the Xu family, my heart was even more unhappy to the extreme.

The inside line that he personally set up, Liu Daqian and Peng Yong, can't find anyone now.

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Zhang Meijun collected his attention, took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and slowly got up and walked to the door.

Twenty-seven floors down.

Look for your next target.

............

Young's Building

Yang Cheng was not dodging either, and returned to the Yang family.

Yang Cheng did not sit at the desk, but sat on the sofa not far from the desk, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, frowning, and his face solemn.

Long.

Yang Cheng crushed the cigarette in his hand, got up, picked up the blazer on the side of the sofa, and raised his feet in the direction of the door.

An hour later.

Yang Cheng parked the car next to the gate of Zhongfu College.

However, just as he was about to open the car door and get out of the car, the eyelight shop caught a familiar figure.

Secretary Han?

How could she be here?

Don't rush to think more.

Yang Cheng hurriedly rolled up the car window, and through the window, he stared suspiciously at Secretary Han, who was standing at the door of Zhongfu College and chatting with the principal of Zhongfu College.

Not for a while.

Secretary Han smiled and waved to the principal, and then drove away.

Yang Cheng watched Secretary Han's car go away before he stepped out of the car.

Yang Cheng went directly to the principal's office.

The headmaster was no stranger to the boy in front of him.

Three times a year, and this year it's the second time.

"Principal Shen, Mo Sang and Mo Lin should graduate next month." Yang Cheng wore sunglasses, put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a bit of arrogance, and looked like I was the principal, standing coldly in front of Principal Shen's desk.

"Yes, Yang Shao, they will be able to graduate next month." Principal Shen sat on the chair and nodded hurriedly in response, and kept reaching out to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead.

I thought, what's going on today, the Yan family just came to inquire about Yan Ruyu's graduation, this will be the Yang family to inquire about the graduation of Mo Sang and Mo Lin, and these are rich masters, they dare not offend, they have to be carefully served.

"Does Wu Mei come often?" After speaking, Yang Cheng took off his sunglasses, turned around and walked to the window, his eyes were half-narrowed, looking at the college students who were exercising on the playground.

"I usually come a lot, but I haven't been here for a while." Principal Shen pinched his voice and replied cautiously.

Yang Cheng was slightly stunned, turned his head, his eyes sank, and said, "How long has it been?" ”

Principal Shen's frightened eyes hurriedly dodged, his mind was quickly calculating, and he muttered quietly, and after a few seconds, "There are two... It's been two months. ”

Yang Cheng stared at Principal Shen for a while, but did not say anything.

Slowly walked back to Principal Shen's desk, wiped his face, then hung his sunglasses on the collar of the lining, tilted his head to the side, and said in a cowardly manner, "Send me a copy of Mo Sang and Mo Lin's latest addresses." ”

"This...."Principal Shen swallowed a few mouthfuls in shock, his head was sweating all the time, and he looked at the "bandit" in front of him in a daze

"Principal Shen, don't forget, when they came to the Central Mansion, I donated a lot."

Principal Shen's eyelids drooped, avoiding someone's vicious gaze.

Inadvertently, his eyes swept to the big words "Teacher Table" reflected on the computer screen, and these big words pierced his heart like sharp arrows.

A certain seed in the depths of my heart was instantly awakened by the bright red blood.

Slowly stood up, looked at Yang Cheng with a calm face, and said, "No." ”

"You ......"

Bang (loud)

Someone left in a rage.....