Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

Gu San, who looked exactly like Yan Hanzhang, looked straight at Jing An, who had no resemblance to Emperor Jing Ling.

The man also stared at him blankly, as if he didn't react.

Gu San thought, either it was a coincidence, or the acting was too good.

Too bad he never believed in coincidences.

Gu San sneered in his heart, but smiled slightly on the surface, and said, "What a coincidence."

Jing An made him laugh so hard that his heart was shaking, but his expression remained calm, and he said, "Hello."

Then he turned around very stiffly and left, even a little bit like running away.

After he left, Gu San's expression gradually turned cold, and he said, "Check it out and see who is so bold as to reveal my whereabouts."

"There is also this person. For the first time, I ignored him because of Zheng Zhaonan's face. He is addicted to directing and acting himself."

Gu He: "Yes."

Gu San's fingertips brushed the glass outside the jade hairpin, his eyes gradually softened.

After a long time, he said, "Take the painting I just took last time in exchange."

Gu He was still in pain at the beginning, but now he is used to it, and he only replied, "Yes."

Early the next morning, Jing An went back to school.

On the big Saturday, there was basically no one in the school except for a few top students who were still in self-study.

After returning to the dormitory, I saw an unexpected person.

Seeing him coming in, Zheng Zhaonan stood up abruptly, and the chair he was carrying slammed.Without looking at him, he strode towards the door.

When passing by Jing An, Jing An suddenly grabbed his arm.

Zheng Zhaonan wanted to shake off, but found that his body didn't listen at all.

Jing An looked at his clothes that he hadn't changed all night and his red eyes from staying up late, paused, and said, "I found a hot pot restaurant a few days ago, it's delicious, do you want to go?"

Zheng Zhaonan wanted to scold him very much, but he burst out laughing uncontrollably, and cursed: "You fucking know how to eat."

Jing An didn't expose his act of forcibly pulling his respect, but urged: "Clean up quickly, you won't be able to grab it if you go late."

Zheng Zhaonan was still as irritable as ever, without any trace of sadness: "I know, I know! Wait until I finish changing! Don't be so fucking urging!"

Gu San wore gold-rimmed glasses and a navy blue suit vest, sitting on the ebony sofa with blue leather cushions, holding a brand new book in his hand, and turning the pages.

Gu He walked in from the door, looked at Gu San, hesitated to speak.

"Just say what you have to say, don't dawdle." Gu San said lightly.

Gu He hesitated for a moment, then walked forward in three steps at a time, and said, "Third Master, that man, he is Zheng Ershao's friend, and he has an unusual relationship with Zheng Ershao, I'm afraid it's not good..."

Gu San obviously forgot about that person: "Which person?"

Gu He hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's the person you met in the room of Ershao Zheng at the Siwen Hotel and in the museum."

Thinking of that person, Gu San frowned, and put down the book in his hand.

After a long time, he said, "Put his materials in my study."

Gu He wondered in his heart that the third master would value Zheng Ershao so much, and even deal with his little lover so seriously, so he hurriedly replied, "Yes."

In the past few days, Jing An always felt that someone around him was staring at him, but he didn't care, after all, in this peaceful age, it was not like before, so there could be no big deal.

On Thursday night, when Zheng Zhaonan returned to the dormitory, he sat down next to Jing An and threw an invitation to him.

"I'm coming of age in a few days. If you pass me this time, I'll kick you if you don't go."

Jing An opened the invitation, and saw that the ugly characters on it were written by Zheng Zhaonan himself.

He frowned, remembering something, and suddenly asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Has your uncle left?"

Zheng Zhaonan turned to look at him in surprise: "I thought you weren't interested in my uncle."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head back again, sat on the edge of the bed, drooped his legs, and said dejectedly: "I haven't left. I don't know what's going on. He is so busy every day, so he came here before to see me as if he was dealing with it." With my brother, I don't know what happened this time, but suddenly I didn't leave."

Jing An was stunned.

No way?Maybe it's just a coincidence, didn't he not recognize it the first two times?

According to Yan Hanzhang's personality, he would only suspect that he approached on purpose.

It's broken, isn't it to punish him?

Jing An's heart skipped a beat.

Although he wasn't very scared, just in case, he still wanted to reject Zheng Zhaonan, but after thinking about his dishonesty a few days ago, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Then you go there first, wait for me I'll go after class."

Zheng Zhaonan nodded: "This time you can arrive on time for me."

Jing An didn't speak, just sighed in his heart, secretly praying that he would never run into Yan Hanzhang.

He would rather be beaten with sacks by Yan Hanzhang.

After class on Friday, Sun Shili called again.

"An'an, are you going home today?"

It was Sun Shili's practice to call every Friday to ask questions, but Jing An almost never went back, and seeing her was just an occasional parent-teacher meeting.

But this time he still agreed: "Return."

In the past, it was a low self-esteem not to go back, but now he goes back because there is someone who is connected with his only blood.

Although he is not very close to that person.

Sun Shili was still a little surprised, but didn't say anything.

After returning home, all the unexpected people were there.

"Mom, Uncle Wen, Wen Yin, Wen does not regret it."

Jing An greeted everyone.

Everyone was taken aback by his unabashedly unfamiliar way of greeting, especially the pair of siblings who looked alike, stared at him blankly with widened eyes.

Wen Liangping didn't respond, he drank his tea and acted as a sculpture.But Sun Shili laughed, and said: "I didn't ask you to call me younger brother and younger sister, so don't be so unfamiliar. Besides, if you really count, Yinyin seems to be a few days older than you."

When Jing An heard the words, he acted kindly: "Sister Wen Yin."

Wen Yin stared at him for a while, then responded, "An'an."

Wen Buhui, who was sitting upright, followed Wen Yin and said, "An'an."

Wen Yin kicked him.

Wen Buhui said: "Brother An An."

Jing An froze for a moment, then glanced at him.

The overlord of Wenyi Elementary School does not regret showing his obedient desire to survive in front of his father and sister.

Jing An showed a rare and inconspicuous smile, and said "um" very seriously.

Wen Yin instantly felt a huge gap.I knew she was also called brother.

After eating, Jing An said to Sun Shili: "I won't be back next Friday, I'm going to attend a classmate's birthday party."

Sun Shili smiled and said, "Boys and girls?"

Jing An said: "Men."

Sun Shili's smile remained unchanged, and she told him, "Don't forget to buy gifts."

On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, Zheng Zhaonan asked for leave early and was taken home by the butler. Jing An was just about to take a taxi there after class, when he saw a familiar stretched Lincoln car parked at the school gate.

How did they come here.

Jing An walked over, and the driver got out of the car and opened the door. The interior was simply decorated and very spacious. Wen Liangping, who was sitting upright, and Sun Shili, who was leaning on the sofa and drinking red wine.

Sun Shili wore a green cheongsam, which was very charming.Seeing him, he smiled and said, "Didn't you tell me last week that you were going to a classmate's house for a party? It just so happened that we were also going to attend the coming-of-age ceremony of the second young master of the Zheng family. When we passed by your school, your Uncle Wen said, If it’s on the way, I’ll give you a ride, anyway, it’s not in a hurry.”

Jing An thought that it should be very smooth.

He got into the car and said to the driver, "Let's go."

Sun Shili smiled and said, "Baby hasn't said where to go yet."

Jing An said: "We will go the same way with you."

Sun Shili and Wen Liangping looked at him in surprise.

At the door, the security guards checked the invitations one by one.

After Wen Liangping's verification was completed, something went wrong when he arrived at Jing'an.

The security guard frowned and carefully read the invitation, then looked up at Jing An, glanced up and down, and said, "Kid, even if you make an invitation, you have to look a little more like it."

Jing An frowned and said, "This invitation is real."

Sun Shili also looked at the security guard, and said with a smile, "Could it be a mistake? This is my son. He and Zheng Ershao are classmates."

The security guard lives in Zheng's family, the most wealthy family in City A, and he is very familiar with the high society in City A. He has naturally heard of Mrs. Wen in front of him. People despise it very much.

But after taking a look at Wen Liangping, who was on her arm, the security guard still had a slightly better tone, and said, "This year, my second young master's invitations are all written by my master himself, Mrs. Wen, look at this invitation, this dung beetle crawled over Does the word seem real?"