Chapter 239: She's not in good spirits
Of course, it's just that the man is up and the woman is still asleep.
The first to wake up was Yan Kuan.
When I opened my eyes, the old rice head also got up.
"Early."
With a hoarse voice, he walked to the sofa with his big pants in his hands.
"Mr. Mi, morning."
Holding his face, he suddenly felt that the fatigue all over his body had disappeared.
Sleeping at home is not as comfortable as sleeping on someone else's couch.
"How was your sleep last night? Okay, right? β
After pouring a glass of water, Lao Mitou asked worriedly.
Getting up from the sofa, Yan Kuan nodded: "It's more comfortable than sleeping in your own home." β
"Yan Ju, forgive me for taking the plunge, I've always wanted to know if you live outside or at home?"
"Me? Live outside. I moved out at the age of twenty-five and now live outside, renting my own house. β
"Rented house?" Old Mitou was a little surprised.
Yan Kuan is the young master of a rich family, and he still rents a house to live outside, which really shocked him.
A shy smile: "Hmm." I entered the police academy at the age of 20, lived in the academy all the time, came out early at the age of 24, and moved out on my 25th birthday. Mr. Mi, you know, the salary of being a police officer is actually not high, I don't ask my family for money, so the money in hand is the salary. β
"Then why did you move out?"
Yan Kuan didn't answer immediately, his left and right hands moved back and forth, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "I have a fiancΓ©e, Mr. Mi knows, right?" β
was stunned for a moment: "I know, isn't it that Miss Fang." β
"Hmm. My grandfather forced me to marry her, starting when I was twenty-one. But I didn't like her, so I moved into the police academy and dragged on until I was twenty-four on the grounds of my studies. When I got home, I thought my grandfather would understand me a little bit, but he stepped up and let Shiya live in my house..."
His eyes widened, and Lao Mitou was a little incredulous: "So you moved out because your fiancΓ©e lived in your house?" β
"Hmm... I've been busy all these years, rarely taking breaks, maybe just a few days a year. The reason is, I don't want to go home and I don't want to be dictated by someone else in my life. β
"Hearing this, that Miss Fang is also very pitiful."
Yan Kuan rubbed his palms, his face full of guilt: "I'm sorry for her, but I really don't like her." If I really marry her, I don't love her, but I delay her even more. Over the years, I have tried all kinds of ways to break the marriage, but none of them have been successful. I'm really worried, worried about delaying her for a few more years... A girl's youth is so short, it's not worth wasting on me. β
"I have a way to help you solve this!"
While the two were talking, Tatsu Xiaodao's voice came from inside the room.
Then he walked out of the house with his hair like a chicken nest.
"What can you do? Miss Fang? β
"Tsk, nonsense."
Twisting his head, he stretched and sat down on the other side of the couch.
"Yan Ju can ask the husband and wife to reconcile from me, as long as you use this talisman, you and Miss Fang's relationship will progress quickly!"
"You look like you're farting?"
Lao Mitou propped up half of his body and said speechlessly.
"What's wrong? Am I not right? Husband and wife and conformity. That Miss Fang was originally the fiancΓ©e of Yan Ju, and she will be husband and wife in the future, please OK this talisman. β
"What Yan Ju said is that he doesn't want to delay Miss Fang, he doesn't like Miss Fang! Even if you invite him to be married and compatible, Yan Ju is unwilling, so what's the difference between not being invited? β
"That's right, Brother Xiaodao, what Mr. Mi said is right."
Gu Yu was dressed and sat down beside a few people with sleepy eyes: "Instead of thinking about how to ask for a talisman, it is better to think about how to deal with the Yan Bureau's family." β
Yan Kuan covered his head with a headache: "Now I agree to dissolve the marriage contract, Shiya's parents also agree to dissolve the marriage contract, but my grandfather and Shiya himself do not agree... What Mr. Gu said was the problem. How to get the talent in my family is the key. β
"Then why don't I go all the way?"
Lao Mitou shook his head helplessly: "Chen Xiaodao, believe it or not, you dare to go all the way to the left of the door, the wind girl will definitely be able to kill you." β
Trembling his body, he couldn't help but feel a chill: "Forget it, if my grandmother knows that I am doing a sideshow, she can really kill me." β
"Huh~" exhaled, and Yan Kuan had a bitter smile on his face: "Thank you for helping me with my ideas, but you really can't help me with this matter." Alright, in return for taking me in, I will invite you to dinner in the evening. β
"Okay, it's okay to eat."
Speaking of eating, Chen Xiaodao was interested.
"Where's Miss Wind? Haven't woken up yet? β
"Nope."
In response, the old rice head went to the kitchen.
Several people looked towards Feng Zhibai's bedroom.
She doesn't know what's going on lately, but she can sleep very well, as if she's going to hibernate.
"Miss Feng has been sleeping very heavily lately, is she not in good spirits?"
Putting on his shoes, Yan Kuan asked.
Lao Mitou sighed, walked to Feng Zhibai's bedroom door, and wanted to knock on the door.
But before he could go down, Feng Zhibai's hoarse voice came from inside the room.
"Wake up."
The voice was dull and tinged with displeasure.
"Awake? Then you get up, get up and wash up, Yan Ju please eat at night. β
"Not in the mood."
"What did you say?"
As if he had heard some big joke, Tatsu stood in front of the bedroom door with a snort.
According to his understanding of Feng Zhibai, there are only two things in her world that she will not refuse.
Dry rice and earn money.
Now she's not interested in cooking!
It's not scientific!
Lao Mitou was also surprised, thinking that something was wrong with her, so he knocked on the door: "Is it convenient to go in?" Girl, let's talk, are you in a bad mood? β
Thinking of Yan Kuan's bad spirits, he was afraid that she would be under too much mental pressure.
"The door is unlocked."
Breathed back softly, Feng Zhibai touched his phone and changed directions.
Lao Mitou hurriedly pushed the door open.
A group of four people entered the house.
Compared to the smell in the living room outside, Fengzhibai's bedroom is really super fragrant!
It's sweet and fresh, and it's not greasy at all.
Gu Yu still went back to the girl's bedroom, and his face was red with shame.
The four of them circled along the bed, looking at Feng Zhibai who was discouraged on the bed.
"Grandma, what's wrong with you? Is the money gone or the people gone? β
"Girl, is it too stressful?"
"Miss Feng, can you talk to us about something. A girl your age is under a lot of psychological pressure, I know. β
"Miss Feng, are you okay?"
Turning around, she lay flat and looked at the ceiling, her phone lit up.
"The old body can't figure it out... It's only been more than a few months since I came to this world, how can I be fat like this! β
"Location, night market food city ha. A group of people, especially edible! It's the best I've ever seen in my life! Especially that woman, oh my God, she can eat it! The big stomach king on Dou Hi can't eat it! β