non-contractual relationship

Chapter 8

"Hey, hey, hey - fuck!"

Due to trembling and slippery hands, Zheng Feihe's phone suddenly dropped and made close contact with the ground.When he picked up the phone again, the call was still on, but there was no sound from the receiver, and the phone screen, which was broken into a work of art, did not respond no matter how hard it was poked.Zheng Feihe didn't know if Ankang could hear it, and regardless of the smell of toothpaste on his mouth, he yelled into the microphone anxiously: "Wait a minute, if you can hear me, don't hang up, wait for me Wait a minute! Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Zheng Feihe, who was dressed in home clothes, ran around the room with his mobile phone like a whirlwind, saying, "Where is my old mobile phone? Where is my old mobile phone?" After searching for a few minutes, Zheng Fei couldn't find it. He decisively gave up, turned around and ran out of the dormitory, and started yelling in the corridor: "Aunt Lan, Aunt Lan!"

Aunt Lan, who was preparing breakfast downstairs, heard Zheng Feihe's voice, and handed over the work to the new housekeeper who was helping in the kitchen. She only had time to wipe her hands on her apron, and hurried upstairs, responding Said: "Master, what's the matter?"

Zheng Feihe had already run barefoot to the corner of the stairs, and then saw Aunt Lan's eyes lit up, and she yelled at the mobile phone whose screen was still on: "My mobile phone is broken, now I borrow someone else's top, you first Hang up and call me again, be sure to call me! If you can hear it, hang up now."

The screen of the phone suddenly lights up, indicating that the call has ended.

Aunt Lan, who was still confused, had already taken out her mobile phone from her pocket when she heard what Zheng Feihe said just now, and now she saw that the corners of her young master's mouth were almost grinning, and hurriedly followed his intentions to turn herself Handed over his mobile phone.Sure enough, the young master grabbed the phone and began to take it apart, and said, "Aunt Lan, I'll borrow your phone today, and I'll buy you the latest model when I come back!"

Aunt Lan smiled when she heard this: "Don't worry, my old cell phone is very easy to use. I don't like the kind of you and Qiu Shao. If you have something to do, use it first. Remember to come down for dinner at eight o'clock."

Young Master Zheng had already successfully inserted his own card, turned on the phone again, and casually asked, "Aunt Lan, what's the password for your phone?"

Aunt Lan: "520568. Okay, then you use it first, I'm going back to the kitchen."

"That's great! Aunt Lan, I love you the most!"

Aunt Lan was used to hearing the bastard's sweet talk, she didn't take it to heart at all, she turned and went downstairs and replied: "Yes yes yes, Aunt Lan loves you too."

First Young Master Zheng didn't complain as usual that Aunt Lan didn't care about her reply, but Aunt Lan looked back in surprise.Just walked back to the kitchen, and wentssip about the new housekeeper who was standing aside: "The young master is not in love, is it? This is worth chatting with Madam."

The housekeeper took a step away, and glanced at Aunt Lan who was full of joy, "It's not a good thing to gossip behind your back."

Aunt Lan had a lump in her throat, and said nothing: boring people.

On the other end, Zheng Feihe, who returned to the room and answered the phone again, changed his expression after hearing Ankang's description. After responding again and again, he asked for an address, rushed into the toilet, picked up a cup, rinsed his mouth, and wiped his face casually. , changed clothes and hurriedly prepared to go out with her bag and mobile phone. When she ran down the stairs, she remembered to yell to the kitchen: "Aunt Lan, I'm in a hurry, so I don't want to eat."

Aunt Lan took a look when she heard the words, only saw Zheng Feihe's back, sighed, and went back to her work: If it wasn't for someone's girl, who would believe it...

The address Ankang said on the phone was behind a hospital.Not long ago, because his mother Bai Yueyue was sick and hospitalized, the family went there a lot.Bai Yueyue's serious illness not only broke the hearts of both Zheng and Bai, but also made Zheng Feihe envious of the relationship between his parents-it is a rare happiness to have someone to accompany in difficult times.

Relating to the experience during that period, Zheng Feihe suddenly felt that Ankang might have encountered some difficulties.Thinking about the last time after he bullied the young master of the Hu family, when he was chatting with An Lan, An Lan inadvertently mentioned the phrase "he is not short-hearted, but probably very short of money". care about.

Watching the driver drive the car out of the garage and head towards the street outside the villa, he subconsciously touched his pocket: Alas, in the end, we still have to use money to solve the problem.Obviously, when he was talking to that person before, he was too embarrassed to mention the word "borrowing money" and just vaguely...

The driver looked at Zheng Feihe's frowning face, and couldn't help joking: "What happened to the young master?"

Zheng Feihe glanced at him sullenly, and asked, "Worry."

"Eat and drink well, stay healthy, what is there to worry about?"

"Uncle Ding, you said that if a person falls in love with another person, at the beginning, I mean at the beginning! Maybe, maybe it's for his money, so what should I do?"

Uncle Ding turned the steering wheel casually, and was about to turn a corner, when he heard this, he laughed and said, "You're only worried about this? Why do I think it's a big deal? Is our young master enlightened? Those idol dramas you watched with Mi Mi are not in vain. .”

Zheng Feihe glanced resentfully at Uncle Ding, who was smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes: "I did it to coax her, not because I like to watch it."

"Oh." Uncle Ding nodded perfunctorily, who was more enthusiastic than anyone else in the car watching him.

"...Really." Zheng Feihe was a little abnormal, and scratched his hair irritably: "Your expression tells me that you don't believe it at all."

Uncle Ding glanced at Zheng Feihe, who was really unhappy, through the rearview mirror, and promptly changed the topic back to the beginning: "But she is still in love with you, so there is nothing to worry about. You have money, it's yours." It's up to you."

"But I didn't earn that money in the first place..."

Uncle Ding really didn't understand what was going on in his young master's head now: "What's the difference between your question and which came first, the chicken or the egg? No matter what her reason is, she fell in love with you, and she fell in love with you again." Not in love with your money. It's part of who you are to have money."

Zheng Feihe: "...seems quite right?" Suddenly he felt that Uncle Ding was a philosopher.

Uncle Ding smiled, and continued, "Of course, I may not be right. It depends on what you think."

"Then I will try my best to make him fall in love with my other advantages, so..." Don't worry.Zheng Feihe felt that he suddenly became enlightened.

Uncle Ding smiled reassuringly: "Whose girl? If you want, you can tell me, and I'll tell my wife about it, and I'll serve as an outpost for you."

"It's not a girl, you'll know when the car arrives later."

Uncle Ding thought to himself: If you can’t tell which one, it’s a child with no background...

Zheng Feihe: She's not a girl, she's a good-looking man who speaks well...

The two had their own ghosts, and they both smiled knowingly at the rearview mirror, and they had a tacit understanding of stealing chickens.

Looking at the scenery passing by the window, Zheng Feihe remembered the conversation he had with Brother Lan in Yuehua yesterday. After Brother Lan mentioned Ankang and changed the subject, he spent a lot of time trying to change the subject. Turning back to Ankang's body, he didn't even panic when Brother Lan stared at him.

"That person just now...how did you know? Brother Lan, did you investigate him?" Looking at Brother Lan's interested eyes, Zheng Feihe bit the bullet and changed the topic back.

An Lan raised her eyelids and took a look, then played with the wine glass in her hand again: "Brother Lan, you look so boring? If anyone wants to enter Yuehua, I will investigate, then I don't have to worry about Yuehua, close the door as soon as possible Bar."

"Then you know it so clearly." Zheng Feihe had a small calculation in mind: if the existing information is not properly collected and utilized, it will be struck by lightning.

An Lan turned the wine glass, stared at Zheng Feihe and asked, "You care?"

Zheng Feihe laughed twice: "Don't you think he looks good?"

"It's okay." An Lan frowned, remembering Ankang's eye-catching appearance when he applied for the job.

Zheng Feihe quickly pointed at him as if he had caught something by the tail, "Look, look, look, you're frowning! You're guilty of saying this yourself, and you even used it to scare me."

An Lan smiled lightly, put the wine glass on the table, and the wine glass that touched the table made a crisp sound: "Oh, it sounds like you look honorable. How many troubles have you caused because of this since you were young? , Don’t you have any points in your heart? I don’t know which one it is—I’m already sixteen, and I can’t walk when I see human beings. , begging me to go to the hospital as a cover?"

"Brother Lan——" Zheng Feihe couldn't beat An Lan when he was young, or he was caught by An Lan and used to act like a baby. He has never been shy about pretending to be good in front of Brother Lan, and it's very easy.

"If you don't like others, don't provoke them. Don't always run away when you see a more beautiful one." An Lan rarely sees Zheng Feihe with a headache. This person is later than anyone else in terms of emotional enlightenment: " It's not called love."

"What's provoking or not? This is my liking, pure liking." Zheng Feihe didn't care about An Lan's sincerity: "Everyone's evaluation system for love is different. How do you know that my liking for others is different from other people's love?" Isn't your love for me sincere?"

An Lan: "It's plausible to make a fallacy. You can fall in love with just one look? If you take another look at a more beautiful one, you'll 'transfer your love'? I think you have lived for more than 20 years in vain, and you haven't talked about a serious relationship. .”

Zheng Feihe, who was full of confidence just now, was a little discouraged.Compared with the busy old Zheng and Bai Yueyue who was flying around, since he met An Lan for the first time at the age of 15, the most lessons he has received are from Brother Lan, and then Bai Yuehua.An Lan's tone of voice is not a good sign. He should have complied obediently, but he couldn't hold back at this moment, and pushed back: "There is an idiom called love at first sight, which refers to my situation. Brother Lan, you Do you know?"

Seeing the obviously unconvinced Zheng Feihe, An Lan was almost laughed angrily by him, a little resentful: "I asked you to take Mimi to do homework well, are you watching idol dramas with her again?"

Young Master Zheng looked at the sky and the ground at the carpet, but he didn't look at An Lan.

"No wonder your brother Bai told me last time that we have to separate you from Mimi next time, and we can't let you give her tutoring anymore. That's right, if you let one pig teach another pig, it will take a lot of trouble." nest."

"Brother Lan, you act as if you can teach me."

An Lan followed the conversation: "Why, brother Lan, you just graduated from high school, you don't have a diploma, you don't have any culture, so you can't control your face control anymore?"

Zheng Feihe, who knew he had made a slip of the tongue, closed his mouth tightly, like a clam shell.

Seeing that the people in front of him finally calmed down a bit, An Lan said: "You have time, use what you learned in management to use your brain, don't make a project and you'll be hammered here and there. That's fine. , the person you are looking for with your 'sincerity' is still waiting for me. Your friend is also waiting for you upstairs, let's stop here today."

Young Master Zheng, who could see that An Lan didn't want to talk anymore, didn't force him anymore, but An Lan didn't tell him to give up.From the bottom of his heart, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his choice.A person can easily impress you just by his appearance. It may not be a kind of fate. Anyway, when he sees that person's appearance, his heart is itchy, and he wants to put the other person under his body and play tricks on him.In his opinion, this feeling is love——

When he came back to his senses, First Young Master Zheng found that he was almost there, and asked, "Uncle Ding, it's almost time."

Coincidentally, Uncle Ding was getting annoyed by the nearby road conditions, so he explained to Zheng Feihe that this road was impassable for the time being, and they might need to take a detour and change directions. On the side of the road, he got out of the car and started running.Uncle Ding was not at ease, because he was not on his own territory, so he made a special call to inform the bodyguards who had been following him to follow closely. When he followed the young master to the place, remember to send a copy of the address to himself. Always on call to pick up someone.

The other side agreed, and here Uncle Ding drove to find a legal parking place, shook his head and sighed: "Young man, I really can't hold back."

The author has something to say: The couple's emotional strategy map is officially opened!

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