He is cold and distant

"Your father asked you to come?" Bian Zimo remembered that Lang Mingfeng was not keen on such occasions.

"Mo, can you discover this?" Lang Mingfeng pretended to be very surprised.

"Is it too early?" Bian Zimo felt that it was not good to look for a partner when he was underage.

"Not exactly." Lang Mingfeng shrugged slightly, with an indifferent look on his face, "I'm just afraid that the high-quality ones will be snatched away by others in advance."

"You are excellent, so you still need to fight for it?" Bian Zimo smiled lightly, "It seems that your father thinks that you need to be even better. You have to work hard."

"Mo, how do I feel that you are gloating?" Lang Mingfeng asked Bian Zimo back with a slightly raised tone.

"It's an illusion." Bian Zimo's face was calm, he was just that, a little joke.

"Mo..." Lang Mingfeng did not continue to tease Bian Zimo, but said in a regretful tone: "You are not at school recently, and I find that daily life has become a bit boring."

"What do you think, how about I also suspend school?" Lang Mingfeng continued.

"It's not that good." Bian Zimo didn't agree, but Lang Mingfeng said, "Your father will be the first to disagree."

"Actually, if I bite the bullet and make trouble, my father will have nothing to do with me." Lang Mingfeng still has his own way of dealing with his father.

"What do you do after you drop out of school?" Bian Zimo felt that Lang Mingfeng was just talking, "Are you engaged to marry the rich daughter here?"

"Of course not." Lang Mingfeng would not give up on himself like this, "Compared to this, I would rather stay in school."

"En." Bian Zimo understood that Lang Mingfeng was still a person with direction, "Didn't you say before that I am welcome to ask you for help at any time."

"Then you have to be capable before you can help." Bian Zimo continued.

"Mo, you will really put pressure on me." Lang Mingfeng smiled and shook his head, "However, I will work hard, as long as you need me."

"Looking forward to your performance in the future." Bian Zimo raised his wine glass and gestured to Lang Mingfeng.

"Do my best." Lang Mingfeng's wine glass lightly touched the one in front of him.

The two continued to chat for a while, had lunch at noon, and in the afternoon, they separated and went back to their own homes.

"Young Master, are you back?" Steward Kun was in the yard, bending over to play with flowers and plants. When he saw Bian Zimo, he stood up straight and greeted him.

"Steward Kun, have you bought the flowers?" Bian Zimo looked at the obviously increased number of flowers beside him, and talked with Steward Kun.

"I bought it back, and I'm about to put it in a good position." The housekeeper Kun replied, and Bian Zimo said.

"Yeah." Bian Zimo nodded, "Fan Xu and Mu Yuanzhu have gone out today?"

"Going out." Steward Kun replied truthfully, and Bian Zimo asked: "Master Fanxu went to play in the street for a while, and Master Yuanzhu accompanied Steward Mu to the hospital."

"They're all back now?" Bian Zimo continued to ask Guan Guan's family way.

"They're all back." Butler Kun replied, and Bian Zimo said, "Master Fanxu is staying in his room right now, and Master Yuanzhu is at Butler Mu, taking care of him."

"En." Bian Zimo responded lightly, looking at the tulips that were placed aside, "How do you plan to arrange these?"

"It will be placed at intervals by the wall and under the plant vine leaf rack." The housekeeper Kun said about the placement of these flowers.

"It happens that I'm fine now, so let's put it together for Housekeeper Mu." Bian Zimo said.

"Okay." Butler Mu naturally obediently agreed.

After a while, when all the tulips were arranged, Steward Mu went to do other things.

Bian Zimo sat under the cool vine leaf shelf, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it casually.

At six o'clock in the evening, the housekeeper Kun finished the dinner and called Bian Zimo, Bian Fanxu, and Mu Yuanzhu respectively.

At the dining table, the three of them had dinner together, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a little too quiet.

While Fanxu was eating, his mind was disturbed.

He was in the room, thinking all afternoon, he still felt that what the masked man said to him could not be easily believed.

Although his mind is not very bright, he can't be used as a gunman, otherwise he will be the worst one in the end.

And the masked man said that Mu Yuanzhu liked Bian Zimo, he was only surprised at the time, but he still doesn't fully believe it.

While Fanxu was serving food, he looked at the two people sitting opposite him, let alone communicate with each other, not even make eye contact, how could he believe this?

However, recalling the confident tone of the masked man, he still began to doubt. After thinking for a while, he decided to try it himself.

The only way to know if it is true or false is to try it.

Bian Zimo felt the same in his heart at this time, and felt strange. If Mu Yuanzhu was quiet, it was because he knew about Mu Steward's condition, which was understandable.

So why is Bian Fanxu so quiet today?

He was lowering his head to taste the soup in front of him, when a piece of soup suddenly spilled on him without any warning.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't hold the bowl steady just now..." Bian Fanxu just let the soup cool down before moving, "You didn't get hurt, did you?"

As he spoke, he took the napkin and wiped the side ink.

Mu Yuanzhu was immersed in his own emotions just now, and was disturbed by this sudden situation. He looked at the people around him, the soup stains on his clothes, and said with concern in his tone, "Master, it doesn't matter, do you need to call?" doctor?"

Bian Zimo observed the movements of the two, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he realized that there was probably something wrong with the two of them.

"I'm going to change clothes first." Bian Zimo said, then got up and left.

Butler Kun followed Bian Zimo's movements and went upstairs together.

After Bian Zimo changed his clothes, he talked with Butler Kun in the room, "When Fanxu came back today, was there anything wrong?"

"Master Fanxu still had a smile on his face when he came back." Butler Kun replied seriously, and Bian Zimo said: "It's just that I haven't played for a long time, and I don't seem to be happy when I go."

Bian Zimo felt intuitively that Bian Fanxu must have encountered something unusual or someone unusual when he went out.

"When Fanxu goes out in the future, you send someone to watch." Bian Zimo said to Butler Kun: "Pay attention to anything that is wrong."

"I understand." Butler Kun felt that this time, Master Fanxu might have offended him.

"As for Mu Yuanzhu..." Bian Zimo paused, and then continued: "Keep watching at school."