Chapter 299

When song Fengwan was only a month away from the college entrance examination, the school held another parents' meeting.

The time is set before May Day.

At this time, Qiao Aiyun has been discharged from the hospital. She has only one foot with a broken toe. Her leg has recovered well. She can walk on the ground for a while, but she can't bear the force for a long time.

The Qiao family left half a month ago, and now Yan Wangchuan takes care of her.

This time, she couldn't go. Yan Wangchuan went for her.

He was born tall, rare expression, a cold face, in a group of parents, it is very eye-catching.

Most people in Yuncheng know about song Fengwan's family affairs. Yan Wangchuan once appeared in a farce before, and many people know him. When they see them appear at the same time, it's hard to avoid some words, but they just don't dare to say it.

As song Fengwan sat beside him, he also felt great pressure. Yu Guang took a look at him, took out a small book from his pocket, took out a pen, and wrote four words

[minutes of meeting]

"Uncle Yan, you..." song Fengwan came over, "what are you doing?"

"Your mother asked me to convey the spirit of the meeting to her. I'm taking notes." Yan Wangchuan is serious.

Song Fengwan is in the third row, facing the platform. Yan Wangchuan is afraid of blocking the people behind him. He sits on the side of the stool and stares at their head teacher, making him nervous.

"In fact, it's not necessary to do this. It's all platitudes." Song Fengwan glanced around, some parents are still playing with mobile phones, he is the most serious.

Before the parents' meeting, they had a joint examination of five cities, and song Fengwan's score ranked seventh. For art students, it was already a very high score, and the teacher praised it.

Song Fengwan saw Yan Wangchuan write a sentence in the book.

Ranked seventh, praised for the third time

Song Fengwan can't laugh or cry, this kind of thing doesn't need statistics, OK?

**

After the parents' meeting, because on May Day, the school had a day and a half holiday. Song Feng had a hard time to rest. After dinner, he sat in front of the French window in the sun and played with his mobile phone.

A few pots of orchids in front of the window have been replaced with green pineapple and succulent.

Orchids are delicate and need to be treated well. After Qiao Aiyun was hospitalized, no one took care of them. When they were noticed, they almost died. Some orchids were just in case of pots. Qiao Aiyun had been raising them for many years, but she was very distressed.

She is sitting on the sofa with her broken toe on the pillow. She is carefully reading Yan Wangchuan's meeting minutes.

Yan Wangchuan is sitting on one side of the sofa, wearing a Bluetooth headset. From Song Fengwan's point of view, he can see the picture cut into several parts on his computer. It is estimated that it is the senior executives of his company. It is estimated that he is in a meeting.

He locked his face and listened attentively without saying a word.

"What does this mean?" Qiao Aiyun didn't think he was in a meeting. He pointed to the words in the book.

Yan Wangchuan left the computer, sat beside her and said for a long time, "how do you feel today..."

"It's OK, but I can't push on my toes."

"Let me have a look."

Qiao Aiyun 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 checked it for her.

He put the computer on the coffee table and said, "let's continue the discussion."

"Are you in a meeting?" Qiao Aiyun lowers her voice. She tries to pull her leg back. His fingers firmly hold her down and don't allow her to move for half a minute. The video camera can only see his face, but can't see what his men are doing.

"... the proposal just now still needs to be revised." Yan Wangchuan is very serious in his work. He can always hit the nail on the head and hit the key point.

Qiao Aiyun was still reading the minutes of the meeting, but his eyes fell on him

It's said that men at work are the most handsome. It's true.

Xu noticed her eyes, Yan Wangchuan looked at her, four eyes opposite, Qiao Aiyun faint smile, "you continue the meeting, don't worry about me, I'll see."

Some old man's ears were burning for a moment. He didn't know what the man was saying.

A group of senior executives on the opposite side were stunned.

Their boss hasn't been to the head office for more than half a year. He has been directing their work by remote control. That's all

He is old enough to pursue happiness.

But now in a meeting, are you blatantly absent-minded?

And

Do you know your ears are red?

I don't see it.

"What do you want me to do? Work." Qiao Aiyun frowned.

"Well." Yan Wangchuan's eyes moved to the computer. These people have been following Yan Wangchuan for many years. They have never seen the boss laugh so much

It's said that spring is coming, everything is reviving, and it's time for animals to be in heat and mate.

That's true.

Song Fengwan looks at the two people not far away, bows his head and continues to communicate with Fu Chenfa.

I've been on the plane. I'll arrive in Yuncheng at more than three o'clock and have dinner together in the evening

Song Fengwan bit his lip and forced himself to smile: "OK, I'll meet you at the airport."

No, you won't go out until I get there

When she finished replying to the message, she turned to Qiao Aiyun and said, "Mom, I asked my classmates out for dinner in the evening."

"With whom?"

"Just one classmate." Song Fengwan also felt guilty, "come back after a meal."

She seldom has a holiday, and Qiao Aiyun doesn't stick to her, "then you should come back early, don't play too late, take your mobile phone with you, don't you can't find anyone at that time."

"I know." Song Feng ran upstairs with a smile, washed his head, and cleaned up for nearly two hours before going out.

**

When Song Feng came downstairs in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the room. The light yellow light plated the whole room with gold powder. The kitchen was burning big bone soup, and the strong fragrance filled the whole room.

"Mom, I'm out." Song Fengwan is about to run with a small bag on his back.

"Wait a minute!" Qiao Aiyun stopped her and squinted, "are you going to see a male classmate or a female classmate?"

"Woman." Song Fengwan stood at the porch to change her shoes. She was flustered. "My classmates are waiting for me. I'll go first."

Without waiting for Qiao Aiyun to open her mouth, she slipped away, "Wangchuan, I don't think she will fall in love late. I think she has lipstick on her face. This skirt is new, and it's the first time she wears it."

Yan Wangchuan didn't learn anything else during this period, but he was good at making soup. He stood in the kitchen, clutching the spoon tightly, and didn't speak.

"I think it's very strange. Why did she dress up all of a sudden? She didn't like to clean up her own clothes before, and she didn't like to wear new clothes. Did she know how to dress up?"

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

Yan Wangchuan was silent.

He gritted his teeth. Fu Shen, a young man, had his own secret affairs, which made him a stranger inside and outside.

**

On the other side

Song Fengwan arrived in front of the bus stop near the community. She looked around and didn't wait for anyone. She looked down at her mobile phone. It was already 4:30, and she didn't arrive yet?

Just as she was about to call Fu Chen, she was pulled to the back of the bus stop.

Back to God, the tip of his nose rubbed her face, the distance is only very close.

"... when did you arrive, I won't tell you." Song Fengwan looked around his eyes, and his heart beat so fast that he wanted to jump out of his throat.

"Not long." Fu Chen gently approached her, her voice with a smile that was hard to keep, a little bit shaking her heart, the smell of sandalwood all over her, clear and strong enveloped her.

As long as she breathes a little, her nose is full of ambiguous and charming breath, and her face burns unconsciously.

"There's someone here." Song Fengwan pushed his arm.

"Actually, I've been looking at you there for a long time." Thin lips grinding her, like the next second will kiss up, this kind of palpitation, tossing people all over soft.

"Then why don't you come here?"

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

Fu Shen leaned his head to her ear.

"Do you know?"

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

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

During the breathing, the burning smell seemed to burn her ears.

"Then you are not rushing here now..." song Fengwan stretched out his hand to hold the clothes on his waist, and his palms were hot.

"I can't help it."

Song Fengwan suddenly remembers that he called Duan Linbai some time ago. His eyesight has recovered a little, but it will take some time for him to return to normal. He may have been bullied by Fu Shen. He called her in the middle of the night to complain and scolded Fu Chen.

"... sister, I tell you that Fu San is not a human being. He bullies me, a disabled man. Do you think he is shameful?"

"Don't give him sweets, but be cruel to him. It's better to hang him up!"

"Don't give him meat, don't let him push an inch!"

"Eat meat?" Song Fengwan was blushing with shame at that time. He was talking about something.

"You immediately end the college entrance examination, that guy..." Duan Lin Bai said, "I tell you, the cliff will bite you to the bone, you must be careful."

"Third brother will not." Song Fengwan's language pressure is very low, more embarrassed.

"How can't it be that you two have been dating for half a year, and he doesn't show any demand?" Duan Linbai speaks straight.

"Need..." Song Fengwan's little face turned red completely.

"In terms of men's needs, you say that he is 27 or 78 this year. He is still a virgin. At such an old age, he must have some needs."

Duan Linbai has just suffered a dark loss in Fu Chen's place, and he is speaking with vigour.

"I tell you, before you, he didn't hold a girl's hand."

"Men are as fierce as tigers. They are full of energy. How can they bear it? If there is no demand? This is not a man! "

……

Song Fengwan couldn't listen any more. He faltered and said, "I'm still young."

It's not that she doesn't know anything. She even has a spring dream several times.

"Ouch --" Duan Linbai on the opposite side suddenly laughed wildly, and the laughter was not enough to beat. "I almost forgot that my sister has not graduated, and she has not had her 18th birthday..."

"Suffocate that old virgin!"

"Sister, I tell you, this man can't give whatever he wants. If you spoil him, you don't know how to cherish him. Especially for the first time, you must be careful."

Then you can only hear someone's wild laughter.

……

Fu Shen took her hand and got on the bus. On May Day, there were a lot of people in the bus. Fu Shen protected her and she was absent-minded all the time.

And his face became more and more red. He reached for his forehead and said, "isn't it uncomfortable?"

Song Fengwan suddenly back to God, guilty of drooping his head, "no ah."

"Your face is red."

"Yes, yes?" Song Fengwan, laughing bitterly, suddenly pointed to the car TV on the bus and said, "ah, this hostess is really beautiful."

Fu Chen knew that she was distracted just now. He didn't poke her. He looked in the direction of her finger.

Car TV is broadcasting a popular domestic program on legal system and people's livelihood. The host is wearing a black and white suit and reporting a property dispute.

"Yu Manxi? The host's name is very nice. " Song Fengwan tried to divert Fu Shen's attention with a smile.

Fu Chen looked at the car TV, squinting and not talking.

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

The host is beautiful and the program dares to report. Even his old lady is a loyal fan of the program. As long as it's OK, she will watch in front of the TV on time.

Fu Chen met her once.

Usually dress up and TV is very different, born bright and charming, actually to host the legal program?

In fact, most of the audience of this kind of program is not young people. Yu Manxi's face is too eye-catching and aggressive. It's not pleasant to host this kind of serious program, but the old lady said: "her comments are very interesting. She is a person with a story."