Chapter 138

  The three of An Chen have already returned to the hotel room.

  An Chen was also shocked when he received a call from Wei Ze. When he couldn't tell that he was in China, Wei Ze would come to him.

  The old man had a hot-tempered personality when he was young. He rejected An Chen's suggestion to visit him, and asked someone to buy a plane ticket. He grabbed his son and set off for Jianghai.

   "An Xiaochen, what time does the old man fly, let's pick him up and admit his mistake in advance." Ling Han suggested.

  Ji Xuan has always been by An Chen's side, so of course the two old men should get to know each other.

   As for Ling Han, he strongly demanded it himself. Now Ling Han regrets his decision to insist on getting to know the two old men.

   "There's no need to pick it up, Uncle Wei Yang is here with you." An Chen sighed.

   "Okay, Ji Xuan, let's find something to fight against." Ling Han had already recognized the reality and gave up struggling.

   "Brother, it doesn't matter. Uncle Wei Yang said, the old man's crutches have been changed, not made of solid wood, so beating someone shouldn't hurt too much." An Chen comforted.

   "The old man should just act like that. If it doesn't hurt much, Ling Han, if it doesn't work, let's drag Xiaochen over there." Ji Xuan proposed another idea.

   "What?" An Chen looked at the two of them, "You guys have changed, you don't love each other anymore, scumbags!"

  Ji Xuan and Ling Han spread their hands helplessly when they heard this, they couldn't laugh or cry.

   "Little actor, where did you watch this, and watch less **** plots in the future."

   "I don't have one. This is a script that brother Ji Xuan received by email." An Chen pointed to Ji Xuan.

  Ling Han also turned his attention to Ji Xuan.

   "You know what I have to watch every day. This is not the only script Xiaochen received."

   "I don't want to act like this!" An Chen said hastily.

   "Of course I won't let you go. Let's think about the old man now. Fortunately, there are no reporters here, otherwise you will be on the hot search again." Ji Xuan sighed.

   "A popular niche student with the surname An was severely beaten by the dean of a well-known music academy in a hotel. How about it? Do I have the potential to write a marketing account?" Ling Han continued.

   "Who said there are no reporters? The reporters interviewed on the set today also stayed in this hotel today." An Chen kindly reminded the two of them.

   "Follow your fate!" Ling Han spread out on the bed, occupying An Chen's place.

  An Chen took a look at Ling Han, then moved to a corner by himself, let him lie down for a while, he can still block the old man later, and let him conserve his energy.

  An Chen thought about it, and still sent a message to grandpa. If grandpa grandpa took a picture of himself and sent it to him later, there is no guarantee that this old naughty boy will not get excited and fly over.

  At around 3:30 in the afternoon, when the three of them were falling asleep, An Chen's phone rang.

  The three of them suddenly bounced off the bed as if some switch had been pressed. Then wake up instantly.

   "Coming?" Ji Xuan asked.

  An Chen glanced at the phone, typed a few words, and then threw the phone on the bed.

   "Takeaway." An Chen sighed.

   "It's too scary!" Ling Han collapsed on the bed again.

   "Don't be paralyzed, get takeaway." Ji Xuan pushed Ling Han.

   "No, my weak heart has been hurt, I need to cultivate." Ling Han turned over and pretended to be dead.

   Ji Xuan also suddenly collapsed on the other side, "Chen'er, let the room service deliver it, I'm afraid I'll run into the old man when I go downstairs."

  An Chen had no choice but to call room service as soon as he got his phone back, but another call came ahead of time.

   "Ah!" An Chen threw the phone on the bed.

  Ji Xuan and Ling Han bounced off the bed again.

   "Grandpa Wei has arrived."

   “I don’t expect sudden good luck, I just hope that all my hard work will pay off in the end.”

  

  

  (end of this chapter)