Chapter 550

In the next few days, Shaoxing Jiuxing still came to see Yu panning as usual, but the difference is that this time he will come with Lele, and he Mulan is still busy taking care of Yu panning. Although Yu panning still doesn't want to wake up, he Mulan is still waiting at the door of Yu panning's ward.

The leaves outside turn yellow a few times. Feng Anyan is busy with his business. In addition to his routine and persistent sending greeting messages to he Mulan, his life seems to have been filled with work.

On this day, after a day's work, Feng Anyan returns home. Seeing her father and Lin Yuru worried, Feng Anyan is quite indifferent.

"Anyan, are you too tired these two days? Take a break. " Intuition feel he Mulan and Feng Anyan what contradiction between, but Lin Yuru did not ask.

"Nothing. Why don't you sleep?" Feng Anyan sat down and asked, then relaxed.

"My Lord and I are discussing the Mid Autumn Festival banquet." Lin Yuru said with a smile, want to raise some relaxed topic, let Feng Anyan happy.

"Mid Autumn Festival?" Feng Anyan was stunned, and then remembered that it was almost the Mid Autumn Festival, and the time was not far away, even approaching. During the Mid Autumn Festival, he should have been with he Mulan, but when he thought about his current situation with he Mulan, Feng Anyan could not solve his worries.

Lin Yuru didn't see any change in Feng Anyan's mood, but felt that he seemed more melancholy.

"Yes, I've discussed with the master, and I'm going to give it to your elder brother." Lin Yuru said with a pause, "you see, you've been very tired recently. You'd better give heaven something like this."

"Never mind, I can." Feng Anyan shakes his head and says that he can do it. Now he wants to paralyze his mind by his busy work, so as not to think of he Mulan again.

Although this way is very harmful to the body, but it is extremely effective.

Lin Yuru and Feng master looked at each other. Feng master worried and said: "Anyan, you don't have to be brave. If you are too tired, you can have a rest."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Anyan shook his head, "when the time comes, just let the servants send up the information they need and the list of banquets. There is not much time left. We should speed up the preparation."

"So to speak... But Anyan, your father and I are worried about your current state!" Lin Yuru has always been reluctant to talk, but this time she still can't help nagging.

Feng Anyan shakes his head, and then plans to go back to the room to have a rest. As a result, Feng Tianxiang shakes out with a cup of tea, and they almost bump into each other.

"Do you have eyes in the cup?" Feng Anyan asks discontentedly.

"Why are you so angry today that you've eaten gunpowder?" Phoenix day want to also dissatisfied fight back, "this is the health of chrysanthemum tea, you be careful."

Feng Anyan sniffed: "you've been drinking too much recently, so drink chrysanthemum tea to stop the fire..."

"Shh --" Feng Tian wanted to put his index finger up in front of his mouth, and motioned Feng Anyan to shut up. He peeped at his father's expression. Seeing that old man Feng was not surprised, he was relieved.

"You'll talk nonsense. I made it for my father." Feng Tian wants to say while flattering smile to gather up, handed the cup to Feng master.

"I'll go back to my room first. Please continue to be filial." Feng Anyan sneers and plans to go back, but is stopped by Feng Tian.

"You wait, you wait first!" Feng Tian wanted to turn around and get close to Feng Anyan. He pushed his glasses and said, "I heard that you are going to prepare for the Mid Autumn Festival banquet?"

"Yes, is it strange?" Feng Anyan looks at Feng Tianxiang for no reason.

"It's not strange, it's not strange, but I've prepared most of it. What do you want to do when you have nothing to do? Is something wrong? " Fengtian wants to know his brother very well. He has to give some of the things that fall on him, but it's still rare to take them. According to Fengtian's guess, something must have happened to his brother.

"Make a fuss." Feng Anyan coldly said a word, around Feng Tian want to go back to his room, Feng Tian want to touch a nose of ash, strange looking at the wind old man.

"Father, what's the matter with him?" Feng Tian wants to be quite aggrieved.

"Who knows, it may be rebellious." Master Feng shook his head and answered with a cup of tea.

Feng Anyan went back to his room and began to work hard. Feng Tian had no choice but to hand over the Mid Autumn Festival banquet to Feng Anyan for preparation, but he was also very happy.

Time passed quickly. When Feng Anyan came back to himself, it had been a night. Then he felt that his eyelids were fighting, and his bones seemed to be falling apart. Under this kind of fatigue, he didn't have the heart to think about anything else, so he stretched himself and fell asleep on the bed.Fengtian wants to open the door carefully in the morning. She looks at her brother through the crack of the door. She is relieved to see that he has finally gone to bed. Then she turns off the light for him.

Feng Anyan's intensity of work scares him. He doesn't know how the boy can survive.

Fengtian wants to see the time. Today is Monday. On a weekday, he has finished his clothes. When he suddenly remembers that he was in college, he smiles. If only he were a student, but in a twinkling of an eye, it's time for him to use a razor.

In Jiaxu University, the cleaners are cleaning the fallen leaves in the yard. The students walk into the university one after another. Pei Yan takes office as a new official. The topic spreads widely in the University. Many people are talking about this handsome and tasteful new president.

"The last Dean retired. It's said that Professor Du had a chance to become the new dean of the school of history. Unfortunately..."

"The last president was president Xu, but he didn't look as good as Pei Yuan."

"That is, as soon as president Pei stands up, that is the gold lettered signboard of our university. When I send a picture of President Pei to the Internet, many people say they want to report it!"

Students began to chatter about Pei Yan. Fortunately, Pei Yan had been used to it for a long time. During the period when he came to the school, under the active leadership of teachers, Pei Yan was very familiar with the structure of the school, the general style of students, and even some gossip.

Of course, many of these eight trigrams are about he Mulan. Some of them are true and some of them are ridiculous. Pei Yan just listened to them and laughed them off.

"Good morning, Dean Pei!" After greeting the people on the road, Pei Yan walks into his office and puts down his bag. The person with a sunny face faded his smile and showed a worried look. He has been here for several days, but he has never seen he Mulan. Originally they came back together, but he can't get in touch with her. Pei Yan is very worried.

"Premier Pei." When Pei Yan was distressed, a teacher knocked on the door and came in.

Pei Yan looked back at the teacher and said with a smile, "what's the matter?"

"I want to talk about Mr. He." The teacher looked at Peiyan with a serious expression.