The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Yan Cheng turned around and left, Zhao Yan looked down at the small bottle of scald ointment in his hand, the small bottle was put in Yan Cheng's pocket, the body of the bottle was still warm, like... As warm as it was, he subconsciously slightly raised the corners of his lips.

At this moment, he remembered that the slightly clear fragrance he smelled on Yan Cheng just now was the same as the fragrance in Yan Cheng's bedroom, no wonder he felt a little familiar just now for no reason.

Then when he raised his head and was about to leave, he suddenly met the eyes of a person in front of him. That person's eyes were like knives, sharpened by a knife, looking straight at him.The smile in Zhao Yan's eyes disappeared in an instant, he hated this kind of eyes, this kind of eyes from strangers full of threats and malice.

Isn't he a stranger? This person is Yan Cheng's childhood sweetheart, the one who slapped him back then.

Zhao Yan frowned and met her eyes, that childhood sweetheart made a disdainful glance, turned around and walked away proudly.

Liu Guohua caught up with Yan Cheng outside the mall, he grabbed Yan Cheng's sleeve, "Ah Cheng, don't be angry."

"I don't want to see Xu Feiqian within a week, so keep her away from me." Yan Cheng is rarely angry, once he is angry, it is difficult to get close.

Xu Feiqian is Yan Cheng's childhood sweetheart.

After Yan Cheng finished speaking, he opened the car door and was about to get in the car. Xu Feiqian caught up with her in high heels and stepped on small steps. She pointed to the door of the shopping mall behind her and said, "Ah Cheng, don't you know him? He is that Zhao Yan. Why do you still care about him and give him something?"

Yan Cheng looked back, his face was so cold, "Who are you, who do you think you are?!"

After speaking, get in the car and close the door.

One minute later, the window came down, and Yan Cheng said to Liu Guohua who was standing beside him, "You, get in the car."

Then the BMW kicked the accelerator and drove away, Xu Feiqian was thrown on the side of the road.

Yan Cheng came here today to buy a lens for his SLR camera, and he accidentally broke the lens while traveling abroad during the summer vacation.He also plans to travel during the winter vacation, thinking about buying it in advance.

The three of them came together, Yan Cheng was picking the camera when Liu Guohua's cell phone rang.

Hearing Liu Guohua call Uncle Yan, Yan Cheng put down the camera he was looking at, stood up straight, and looked at Liu Guohua.

He knows that tomorrow is New Year's Day, and he can guess what will happen. The number of times has increased, and he and Liu Guohua have a tacit understanding.

If his father wanted him to go back to the main house, he would not call him directly, because he knew that he would find various reasons to shirk.

His father would call Liu Guohua first, ask if Yan Cheng was okay at school, and then call Yan Cheng, starting with this sentence pattern: I heard Guohua say that you are fine tomorrow, so what...

While making eye contact with Yan Cheng, Liu Guohua chatted with the other end of the phone: "Uncle Yan, are you asking if Ah Cheng is doing anything at school tomorrow?"

After a long time and many times, Liu Guohua could immediately understand Yan Cheng's eyes.

Liu Guohua was about to say that our student union has an event tomorrow, and Ah Cheng might not be able to leave.

Before he could speak, suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand was taken away by Xu Feiqian, who was standing beside him, on his own initiative and cleverness.

Xu Feiqian didn't understand the eye contact between the two. Seeing Liu Guohua's hesitation in speaking, she thought he didn't know.

In order to show her understanding and concern for Yan Cheng, Xu Feiqian put the phone next to her ear, and said in a very sweet voice: "Hello, Uncle Yan, I am Feiqian, the school is on New Year's Day holiday, Acheng is fine tomorrow,... ..."

Then there was a bunch of useless greetings.

Yan Cheng's talking and smiling face just now turned into an iceberg. He is not used to swearing at people in a crowded shopping mall, and he turned around and left without buying a camera.

Yan Cheng doesn't like to go back to the main house, because he doesn't like to see his stepmother, he has a half-sister, every time he goes back he will feel that he is that redundant.Especially on holidays, his stepmother would invite his parents to come over, euphemistically calling it crowded, but Yan Cheng's own grandparents are long gone, and his grandparents are far away in France.

He didn't want to see these people. He always had a feeling that his stepmother did it on purpose to prevent him from going back, so as not to hate each other and affect the family's happiness.

So he went to travel in summer vacation and winter vacation, just for a reason not to stay in that home, he would rather spend his time in a land he has never been to.

It stands to reason that if he gets stuck, he won't go back, and no one can do anything to him when he comes.But... Yan Cheng didn't want to do this, he didn't want to make his father unhappy, who told him to be someone's son.

The black BMW was speeding on the road, Yan Cheng put his hands on the steering wheel, his brows were slightly frowned, thinking of going back to that home tomorrow, he was indescribably irritable.He just wanted to go home and take his baby to bask in the sun on the terrace. He didn't want to hear that woman's hypocritical greetings, which could arouse his boredom every minute.

He didn't even want to go back and serve tea and wine to that woman's parents at the dinner table, in order to show that he was a polite, educated and promising junior who didn't embarrass Mayor Yan.

Yan Cheng's cell phone rang, and he checked the time. It was exactly two or ten minutes from the time he called Liu Guohua just now. His father's sense of time was so strong that it was outrageous.Yan Cheng picked it up. This time, his father said it like this: I heard both Guohua and Feiqian say...

After hanging up the phone, Yan Cheng decided that he would take a detour whenever he saw Xu Feiqian within two weeks, so as not to encounter any troubles that would affect his mood.

The irritability made him feel a little stuffy. Yan Cheng unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and couldn't help scratching his neck again. It's red.

Seeing that Yan Cheng had hung up the phone, Liu Guohua asked cautiously, "Ah Cheng, shall we go back together tomorrow?"

Liu Guohua's parents both live in the main house.

Yan Cheng looked at the safety buckle hanging in front of the windshield. There was a red tassel hanging under the safety buckle. The jade was transparent and lustrous, which was the same color as his hand on the steering wheel.

This piece of jade was the last gift his mother gave him.

Yan Cheng: "Okay."

Seeing that Yan Cheng's tone had eased a lot, Liu Guohua also mentioned what happened just now: "Ah Cheng, just that Zhao Yan just now, why did you give him something? Your doing so will make him think unreasonably. There must be something worse."

"Because he found my wallet with a picture of my mother in it."

As Yan Cheng said, he scratched the red skin on his neck again. When Zhao Yan threw himself on his shoulder just now, his breath sprayed on his neck. Since then, his neck has been inexplicably itchy. Not happy.

Seeing his constant scratching of his neck, Liu Guohua asked curiously, "Ah Cheng, what's wrong with your neck?"

Yan Cheng: "Mosquitoes seem to have gotten into the car."

Liu Guohua: "There seems to be no mosquitoes in winter."

"That's the bug."