Chapter 299 No Need (3 more)

  Just over a month before Song Fengwan’s college entrance examination, the school held another parent meeting.

  The time is set before May 1st Labor Day.

  At this time, Qiao Aiyun had been discharged from the hospital. She only had a toe fracture on one foot, and her calf fracture had recovered well. She could walk on the ground for a period of time, but she could not bear the force for a long time.

  Qiao’s family had left half a month ago, and now Yan Wangchuan is taking care of her.

  Of course, she can't go to the parents this time, so Yan Wangchuan will go there for her.

  He was born tall, with a scarce expression, and a cold face, which is very eye-catching among a group of parents.

  Most people in Yuncheng knew about Song Fengwan’s family affairs. Yan Wangchuan had appeared in a farce before, and many people knew him. Seeing them both appeared at the same time, it was inevitable that there were some criticisms, but I didn’t dare to say it.

  Song Fengwan sat next to him, feeling very stressed, Yu Guang saw him dig out a small notebook from his pocket, took out a pen, and wrote four words...

  【Meeting record】

   "Uncle Yan, you..." Song Feng leaned over, "What are you doing?"

  "Your mother asked me to convey the spirit of the meeting to her. I am taking notes." Yan Wangchuan was serious.

  Song Fengwan was in the third row, facing the podium, Yan Wangchuan was afraid of blocking the people behind, sitting on the side of the stool, staring at their head teacher, making him nervous for some reason.

   "In fact, you don't need to do this, it's all cliche things." Song Fengwan glanced around, and some parents were still playing with their mobile phones. He was the most serious.

  Before the parent meeting, they conducted a five-city joint test. Song Fengwan ranked seventh. For art students, it is already a very high score. The teacher praised it.

  Song Fengwan saw Yan Wangchuan write a sentence in his notebook.

  【Ranked seventh and was praised for the third time. 】

  Song Fengwan can’t laugh or cry, don’t you need to count this kind of stuff?

  **

  After the parent meeting, the school had a day and a half vacation on May Day. Song Feng rarely took a rest in the evening. After eating, he sat in front of the French windows and played with his mobile phone in the sun.

  The pots of orchids in front of the window have been replaced with green radish flesh.

  Orchid is delicate and needs to be taken care of. After Qiao Aiyun was hospitalized, there was no one to take care of it. After everyone noticed it, she basically died. Some orchids were tens of thousands of pots. Qiao Aiyun had been raising for many years, and she was distressed.

  She is sitting on the sofa at the moment, her broken toe leg is on the pillow, and she is looking through the [meeting minutes] by Yan Wangchuan.

  Yan Wangchuan was sitting on a sofa with a Bluetooth headset. From Song Fengwan’s perspective, he could vaguely see a picture cut into pieces on his computer. It is estimated that it was an executive of his company, and it was probably in a meeting.

  He locked his face deeply and hard, listening carefully, and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

   "What does this mean?" Qiao Aiyun didn't think he was in a meeting, and pointed to the words on the notebook.

   Yan Wangchuan left the computer, sat next to her and said for a long time, "How do you feel in your calf today..."

   "It's okay, but I can't use force on the toe."

"let me see."

  Qiao Aiyun has also adapted to his care during this period of time, and naturally put her foot on his leg. The plaster on her leg has been removed, and someone skillfully helped her to check it.

  He put the computer on the coffee table, "Let’s continue the discussion."

"Are you in a meeting?" Qiao Aiyun lowered her voice. She tried to pull her leg back. He pressed her firmly with his fingers. She was not allowed to move half of the time. The video camera could only see his face and couldn't see what his men were doing. .

   "...the proposal just now still needs to be revised." Yan Wangchuan is very serious in his work and always hits the key points directly and hits the key issues.

  Qiao Aiyun was still looking at the minutes of the meeting, but when she watched, her gaze fell on him...

  It is said that men at work are the most handsome, which is true.

  Xu noticed her gaze, Yan Wangchuan turned his head to look at her, eyes facing each other, Qiao Aiyun smiled faintly, “You continue the meeting, don’t care about me, I’ll just take a look.”

  An old man’s ears became a bit hot for a moment, and he had no idea what the opposite person was talking about.

  A group of executives on the opposite side were stunned.

  Their boss has not been to the head office for more than half a year, and has been directing their work remotely, that's all...

  At his age, it is right to pursue happiness.

  But now in a meeting, are you blatantly distracting?

  And...

  Do you know that your ears are red?

  I just didn’t even look at it.

   "What do you think of me, work." Qiao Aiyun frowned.

   "Yeah." Yan Wangchuan moved his eyes to the computer. This group of people had been with Yan Wangchuan for many years. They had never seen the boss smile so much...

  It is said that spring is here, everything is revived, and it is the season for animals to estrus and mate.

  This is true.

  Song Fengwan looked at the two people not far away, bowed his head and continued to send messages to Fu Chen.

  【I have already boarded the plane and arrived in Yuncheng at three o'clock to have dinner together in the evening. 】

  Song Fengwan bit his lip and tried to hold back his smile: [Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport. 】

   [No, wait until I arrive before you go out. 】

  After she responded to the message, she turned her head to look at Qiao Aiyun, "Mom, I asked my classmates to go out for dinner tonight."

   "Who are you going out with?"

   "Just a classmate." Song Fengwan was also a little guilty, "I'll be back after dinner."

  She has a rare holiday, and Qiao Aiyun did not detain her, "Then you should come back early. Don’t play too late. Bring your mobile phone. Don’t find anyone there."

   "I know." Song Fengwan smiled and ran upstairs, washed his head, and cleaned up for nearly two hours before going out.

  **

  When Song Feng went downstairs in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the house, the light yellow soft light coated the whole house with a layer of gold powder, the kitchen was boiled with big bone soup, and the strong fragrance filled the whole house.

   "Mom, I'm going out." Song Feng was about to run away carrying a small bag.

  "Wait a minute!" Qiao Aiyun stopped her, squinting her eyes, "Are you going to see a male classmate or a female classmate."

   "Girl." Song Fengwan was standing at the entrance to change shoes, and she was flustered when she saw him, "Classmates are already waiting for me, I'm leaving now."

   Before Qiao Aiyun could speak, she slipped away, "Wang Chuan, I won’t fall in love anymore, I think she actually put on lipstick. This dress is new and it’s the first time she wore it."

  Yan Wangchuan didn't learn anything else during this time, but the skill of making soup was good. He stood in the kitchen, holding the spoon in his hand tightly, and said nothing.

   "I think it's very strange. Why did she suddenly dress up. She didn't like to pack her own before, and she didn't like to wear new clothes. This is because she knows that Aimei dresses up?"

  When Song Feng came downstairs in the evening, her long hair fluttered. For a moment, she suddenly felt that her daughter had grown up.

   Yan Wangchuan made no sound.

  He gritted his teeth, Fu Chen, the boy, engaged in underground love on his own, making him innocent inside and outside.

  **

the other side

  Song Fengwan arrived in front of the bus stop near the community by appointment. She looked around and waited for no one. She looked down at her phone. It was half past four, not yet?

   Just when she was about to call Fu Chen, her waist was tight and she was dragged to the back of the bus stop sign.

   When he recovered, the tip of his nose was rubbing against her face, and the distance was only a few minutes away.

   "...When did you arrive, don't tell me." Song Fengyan glanced around, his heart beating so fast that he wanted to pop out of his throat.

   "It didn't take long." Fu Chen leaned in softly, his voice trembling with an uncontrollable smile, shaking her heart a little bit, and the scent of sandalwood exuding from all over her body was clear and powerfully enveloped her.

  She only needs to breathe a little, her nose is full of ambiguous breath, and her face burns unconsciously.

   "There is someone here." Song Fengwan pushed his arm.

   "Actually, I just saw you over there for a long time." Her thin lips were rubbing against her, as if she would kiss her in the next second. This kind of heart palpitations made the tossing person feel soft.

   "Then why can't you come."

   "I wish I could rush over and hug you..."

   Fu Shen tilted his head to her ear.

"do you know?"

   "I miss you so much, I miss you every day..."

   "But I don't want to be too impatient for fear of scaring you."

  While breathing, the scorching breath seemed to burn her ears.

  "Then you are not rushing here now..." Song Fengwan reached out and grabbed the clothes on his waist, his palms were hot.

   "Can't help it."

Song Fengwan suddenly remembered calling Duan Linbai some time ago. His eyesight has recovered a bit, but it will take a while to return to normal. It may be because of being bullied by Fu Chen. He called her in the middle of the night to complain. A curse.

   "...Sister, let me tell you, Fu San is not a human being, and bullying me is a disabled person. Do you want to face him?"

  "For people like him, don't give him sweetness, be cruel to him, it is best to leave him alone!"

   "Don't feed him meat, don't let him get into it!"

   "Eating meat?" Song Fengwan blushed with shame at the time, what was this guy talking about.

   "You will end the college entrance examination right away, and you will be there..." Duan Linbai was speechless, "I tell you, the cliff will gnaw you out of bones. You must be careful."

   "Three brothers can't." Song Feng's evening remarks, the pressure was very low, and he became more embarrassed.

   "Why not? Could it be that you two have been dating for half a year, and he didn't show any demand?" Duan Linbai said straightforwardly.

   "Need... request?" Song Fengwan's face was completely red.

   "As far as the needs of men are concerned, you said that he is also twenty-seven or eighteen this year. He is still a virgin. At such an old age, he must be in need."

  Duan Lin Baigang suffered a dark loss at Fu Chen's place, and he spoke vigorously.

   "Let me tell you, before you, he never pulled a girl's hand."

   "A man in his 30s is as fierce as a tiger. How can he be able to bear it when he is full of energy? If there is no need? This is not a man!"

  ……

  Song Feng couldn’t listen to it anymore, and he stubbornly said, "I’m still young."

  It's not that she doesn't understand anything, even Chunmeng has done it several times.

   "Oh -" Duan Linbai, who was opposite, suddenly laughed very sloppyly, and the laughter was almost awkward, "I almost forgot that our sister hasn't graduated yet, she hasn't passed her 18th birthday..."

   "Suffocate that old virgin!"

  "Sister, let me tell you, this man, you can’t just give him what you want. If you spoil him, you don’t know how to cherish it, especially for the first time. Be cautious."

  Then I can only hear someone's presumptuous laughter.

  ……

  Fu Chen took her by the hand and took the bus. It was May 1st, and there were many people in the bus. Fu Chen protected her to move forward, but she had been a little absent-minded.

   And his face was getting redder, he reached out and touched his forehead, "Is it uncomfortable?"

  Song Fengwan suddenly recovered, bowed his head with a guilty conscience, "No."

   "Your face is red."

   "Yes, do you?" Song Feng Wanwan smiled and suddenly pointed to the car TV on the bus and said, "Ah, this hostess is so beautiful."

  Fu Shen knew that she was distracted just now, and instead of puncturing her, he looked at her from the direction of her finger.

  The car-mounted TV is broadcasting a popular domestic legal and people’s livelihood program. The host is wearing a black and white suit and is reporting a property dispute.

   "Yu Manxi? This host has a nice name." Song Fengwan smiled and tried to divert Fu Chen's attention.

  Fu Shen looked at the car TV, squinting his eyes and said nothing.

  This program has quietly become popular in the past few months, and the neighbor opposite Fu Sinian is now the hottest female anchor in Beijing.

  The host is beautiful and he dares to report on the show. Even his old lady is a loyal fan of the show. As long as there is nothing wrong, she will guard in front of the TV on time.

  Fu Shen met her once.

  Plain fashion dress is very different from that on TV. She was born so bright and charming, so she actually hosted a legal program?

In fact, most of the audience for this type of program is not young people. Yu Manxi’s face is too garish, with aggressive beauty. It is not pleasing to host such serious programs. The old lady said: "She commented very tastefully. There are stories of people."

  Half the code, the aunt is here~ I want to kill myself! o（╥﹏╥）o

  **

   Erlang, you will be beaten if you slander the third master privately

  (End of this chapter)