"How absurd?" Yan Sui asked.

After hearing this, Gu Yan paused, turning his head with his hands on the edge of the pool, and looked at his eyes dumbly.

Yan Suizhi laughed again. He tapped his forehead lightly with his knuckles and corrected, "No, why am I asking this, what absurd thoughts should I ask?"

His voice is not high, maybe the atmosphere of the cherry garden at night is easy to produce a relaxed and lazy mood.

This kind of gentle tone with a smile will always make people talk with him, without reservation.

But Gu Yan returned his gaze and continued to rinse his fingers.

Yan Sui suspected that this was probably the longest time Gu Yan took to wash his hands, almost to his own abnormal level.

"You don't want to listen." Gu Yan didn't lift his head.

Yan Suizhi made a slap, but did not contain any elements of impatience. He just ... had the feeling of being flicked at lunch again, and expressed it with this tone, "I would like to hear me do the math, why did you decide for me?"

Gu Yan: "Well."

"Hmm?" Yan Suizhi couldn't help crying, "Is going to use the psychological set in the court on my teacher?"

"Now I am a nominal teacher." Gu Yan said.

Perhaps his low voice was too suitable for the night of the cherry orchard.

He narrowed his eyes for a moment and said, "I always feel that when I asked the first sentence, you intended to answer it. Later I said one more sentence ... you changed your mind?"

Gu Yan finally stood upright, pumped a piece of sterilization paper and wiped the water traces on his hand, and the gentle sound of the water flow stopped with his movements. His toes moved and turned around. In this way, Yan Suizhi became face to face.

The place where the balustrade came out was not large, and it was originally just a stone platform for one to wash one's hands. When the four eyes stood opposite each other, and Gu Yan's eyes were slightly lowered, the space seemed to be suddenly smaller again, obviously in the open air, but inexplicably felt a little forced.

Yan Suizhi's upper body leaning against the railing subconsciously slightly back, and touched the vines wrapped around the vertical fence.

The flower branch that stretched out shook gently on the side of his face.

Gu Yan looked at him for a while, then turned his eyes to the flower branch.

He stretched his hand casually and gently supported it, and the swaying flower branch quieted down, "You were not interested in this kind of thing before."

"What kind?"

"This kind of" other people's old and irrelevant ideas "." Gu Yan said calmly.

Yan Suizhi froze for a moment.

In fact, Gu Yan is right, he does n’t like to be explored, and he is not so interested in exploring others. He does n’t pay attention to other people ’s ideas except in court. The idea of ​​time has passed. Because those who have no effect on him, he does not care about the good or the bad.

But he now has a rare sense of inquiry.

When Professor Yan Da of Tong Chan Lianhua arrived at the court, she unexpectedly didn't know how to explain this kind of psychology, or it was more appropriate to know how to explain. So he avoided the heavy ones and threw the question back to Gu Yan. "How many definitions have you secretly given me?"

The word "secretly" was inexplicably amused on Gu Yan. After Yan Suizhi asked, there was a smile in his eyes again, with a hint of constriction in the clarity.

Gu Yan: "..."

Others drank a little bit of excitement, but he looked more condensed, as if he had pressed back the out-of-control and extravagance that normal people should have.

Yan Suizhi looked at him neatly: "So ... your so-called ridiculous idea is also this secretly defined definition? Derogatory kind?"

"No."

Gu Yan replied decisively.

He didn't seem to be surprised by Yan Suizhi's question.

After he finished speaking, he turned to the bushes not far away and said, "Don't be a thief."

Joe's head protruded from behind the bushes, and his face was stunned: "I have minimized the movement of the brakes, and I am ready to go back quietly. How can you hear my movement?"

Gu Yan pointed at the nearby ground without expression. I saw that Master Qiao's shadow was hit straight by the lamp behind him. As long as he looked at Yan Suizhi, he could notice the sneaky shadow.

Yan Suizhi turned and glanced.

Joe raised his hands and stood up, surrendering. "I'm here to wash my hands ... didn't you bother?"

"No." When Gu Yan turned his head back, the corner of his mouth moved a little, with a hint of self-deprecation, but no one saw it.

Yan Suizhi looked at his back.

Joe walked over to the pool and mumbled: "How do I think he is a little unhappy because of me?"

After a while, Yan Sui said: "Not you."

"What's the matter?" Joe asked.

"Maybe I accidentally pinched his mint leaves." Yan Suizhi said.

Joe: "Ah ???"

Master Qiao was confused, and his eyebrows were twisted into a knot. "Where did you pinch him? Am I stupid or why? I didn't understand it at all."

If you do n’t understand it, you do n’t understand it. The young master said, “Where is the pinch?” He subconsciously glanced down at his body parts.

Yan Suizhi: "..."

However, although Master Qiao was up, his friends still had to maintain it. So he stared at Yan Suizhi half-truly and asked, "You deliberately pinched?"

Yan Suizhi, "... No."

"What now?"

"Coax." Yan Suizhi smiled.

Joe's expression suddenly became particularly exciting.

He looked like hell, and blinked: "To be honest, I heard for the first time in my life that someone was going to coax him, can I take a look?"

Yan Suizhi: "... To be honest, this is the first time I have coaxed in my life."

Joe immediately changed his tone, "That's fine, I still don't read it, so as not to hurt the innocent."

He said, patting Yan Suizhi on the shoulder, a pair of elders, with a serious heart: "I can do it myself."

If one day he knew who he was pretending to be elders, he might want to chop this hand.

In a sense, Gu Yan is worthy of being a direct student of Yan Suizhi. It is also difficult for ordinary people to see whether he is really happy or unhappy, because he is frozen in any mood.

Even on the way out of the cherry orchard, Yan Suizhi responded to everything he said, which was no different than usual.

Even Master Qiao felt that the so-called "not too happy" should be his illusion.

Joe took the sleeping Ke Jin into the car. He originally planned to give Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi a new hotel directly, but Gu Yan said that they would return to Decama tomorrow, and there was no need to change places. Joe just gave up and sent them to the hotel downstairs.

Before leaving, he glanced at the building from the window probe and pointed his finger. "Who gave you a place to stay? Really has a vision."

"How?" Gu Yan asked.

"It's nothing." Joe said. "I heard Manson mentioned before. Old Manson is still panting. His brother weasel has started to restlessly, and he has collected a batch of old buildings without knowing what to do. This hotel, as well as the street next to it, are all in it. Although it has n’t yet been scheduled, there should already be many people from the Manson family in this area. "

"Only here?"

"More than that, it is said that there are many places other than Lyra." Joe said, "but it's safe to live here. After all, the place they just collected, if something happens, they will hit their hands. I won't do anything else I know that this is still clear, they generally do n’t dirty their sites, they just add to others. ”

He snorted and said, "Be virtuous with the old fox."

The old fox in his mouth is his own dad. As we all know, the father-son relationship between them has been at minus zero all year round, and it has been frozen since the age of Qiao. It has not been so far. The only thing Joe has to do with his family is his sister Yunis. I was taken over two times by the economic mouth, simply cut off the source, and borrowed some start-up capital from my sister to invest.

He is a natural playmaker, with little ambition, enough for him to spend and play with. They are far worse than their parents and sisters, but they are still richer than most people.

The first key to getting along with Master Qiao is "don't take the initiative to mention his dad", otherwise his mood will become very bad.

So listening to him saying this, Gu Yan didn't talk much, and simply turned away from the topic, saying: "How old is Manson?"

In fact, he has no interest in these complicated families at all, but when Joe mentions it, he always asks two more questions along the topic to confirm that Joe has not been involved in the mess.

"It is said that the will has been in place for three months." Qiao said.

In order to avoid some disputes and emphasize the effectiveness of self-supporting wills, the Alliance has a dedicated authority, the Wills Committee. Some people choose to give the execution of the will to their family members or lawyers, but some people who have complicated family relations or no family members can trust, will choose to submit the will to the will committee.

After confirming the death, the committee will gradually implement the content of the will under the guarantee of the procedure.

The advantage is that this kind of procedure is extremely difficult to be interfered with. Over the years, there have been almost no mistakes and no threat from any forces. The disadvantage is that the efficiency is relatively low, because most people who need the help of the will committee to implement the will will either involve too much property or too many public welfare organizations. This often requires layer-by-layer review and confirmation. This process takes two to three months to complete and one year to complete.

"Manson's elder brothers are crazy because the old man didn't give his will to the lawyer, but submitted it to the committee." Joe said.

This move is worth pondering. If the content of the will is clearly beneficial to those few, why should it be handed over to the committee? Just let them execute. Submitted to the committee, it is clear that they will have objections considering the content of the will.

"But this is their housework. The old fox is close to his house. My involvement is not so deep."

Joe talked to them briefly again, and then took Ke Jin back.

Gu Yan and Yan Sui returned to their rooms after going upstairs.

I thought I was speechless all night, and one hour later, Gu Yan's door was suddenly knocked.

He froze for a moment, picked up the clean shirt hanging on the hanger, put it on, and only reached the last few buttons before reaching for the door.

"This is going to sleep?" Yan Suizhi outside the door glanced at him with wet short hair.

"Huh." Gu Yan asked, "What's the matter?"

As soon as he finished asking questions, he saw Yan Suizhi raised the glass in his hand, "Come and give you some bedtime drinks."

Professor Yan Da's so-called bedtime drinks are very familiar, soaked in ice water with mint leaves.

"..."

Gu Yan paralyzed and asked, "Purpose?"

Yan Suizhi bent his eyes, "Come on, make a fussy, sullen jar student, drop the fire."

Gu Yan: "..."