Chapter 22

Yu mu'an's body stiffened and blinked. His eyelashes almost touched Feng Yan's skin, with a feeling of heat.

"In the little white house, no other women are allowed in except you. If you see them, you'll get out." Feng Yan continued, "well done, sister."

"You..." he read a word hard in his mouth. Yu mu'an gave an exciting spirit, stretched out his hand and pushed Feng Yan's chest hard. While running out, he shouted, "you, you're abnormal!" Call her sister? He called his sister! It's disgusting!

Feng Yan shrugged his shoulders, smiled slightly on his lips, turned around and shouted, "do you want the driver to take you to the airport?"

"No, I'll go myself!"

Yu mu'an's angry voice disappeared outside the door, and Feng Yan's smile gradually withdrew.

Leng Shaoqing waved his hand, motioned the others in the living room to go out and handed the trigger to Feng Yan, "general Feng, trigger."

Feng Yan turned his head and looked at the trigger, his eyes deep.

"They only know that this trigger can inherit the family business, but they don't know. It's also conditional." Feng Yan didn't take the trigger, but youyou said, "if you're not the one who sealed the family, even if you get the trigger, it's just a trigger."

Leng Shaoqing nodded secretly in his heart. Only when his surname was Feng, or the Feng family recognized by the Feng family leader, could he be qualified to inherit the family property with this ring.

"Put your finger away, next time..." Feng Yan shook his head. "There's no next time. I'll lose it again. Let you go to the Gobi desert to extract oil."

"Yes, Mr. Feng." Leng Shaoqing bent down and spoke respectfully.

Outside, Yu mu'an ran away. The driver of the seven digit car had to pick up people. Yu mu'an was almost scared to death. He only asked the driver to take it to the station and took a taxi to the airport.

The airport was crowded. At ten o'clock, Yu mu'an's parents' plane arrived at the airport smoothly.

Wearing canvas shoes and backpacks, Yu mu'an stood on tiptoe in the crowd, ready to welcome his parents back. I can't say how happy I am. Maybe the habit of picking up the plane comes more than excitement.

Anyway, my father is the old-fashioned father. He raised her as a boy from childhood and had less communication. He didn't treat her as a little lover in his previous life at all; His gentle mother is really gentle and can twist out water. Like a small jasper in ancient times, his madness for art is also enviable... Yu mu'an himself also likes music and performance, but he was cut off by life. He still has some resentment towards his mother.

Therefore, she is more comfortable without her parents; Therefore, even if the family building is very close to the school, she chooses to live in the school.

"Ann! Ann! "

While thinking, I heard a familiar voice.

Yu mu'an quickly recovered, found his mother's figure in the crowd, immediately smiled, waved and shouted, "Mom! Mom, I'm here! "

Yu mu'an's mother was wearing a dark patterned upper and lower skirt and a shawl around her body. Her hair was soft on her shoulders. When she raised her hand and waved, it also showed an artist's breath. It is in sharp contrast to Yu mu'an's informal manner, but Yu mu'an inherited his sweet appearance.

"Mom!" Yu mu'an ran to his mother, hugged her, pushed the suitcase for her, and said hello to his father, "Dad!"

"Yes." Yu Zhengting nodded slightly and smiled a little on his face. Yu Zhengting is full of energy. His facial features look soft. He was also a handsome man when he was young.

"Let's go!" Yu mu'an said he was about to go forward, but he was suddenly held by his mother.

Anxinjie smiled helplessly at Yu mu'an, "did you forget? When your father called you yesterday, he said he would bring you a schoolgirl. Why don't you make every effort to meet people? As a student sister, it's too impolite, isn't it? "

"Oh! Yes, yes. Oh, where are the people? " Yu mu'an remembered that he was stunned when he looked in the direction his mother pointed.

I really don't blame her for not saying hello, okay? The mother's primary school sister stood two meters away from her, and her eyes never came here. She only carried a bag on her shoulder. She wore ordinary clothes and didn't look dusty. She really didn't look like flying back from the airport with Yu mu'an's parents.

However, the little girl really has some aura. Her facial features have some raw and pure appearance. Danfeng is curious in her eyes and has a good figure.

"Zhou Ruoyu." Yu Zhengting called the girl and said, "Ann, this is your primary school sister. She has just been admitted to Rongcheng university this year and is a freshman in the performance Department of the Academy of Arts this year."

"Hello, you." Zhou Ruoyu gave Yu mu'an a timid look and was amazed. Beautiful, it's so beautiful! More beautiful than the stars seen on TV.

When Yu mu'an heard the words "art academy", he felt some pain in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded and reluctantly smiled, "Hello, my name is Yu mu'an. My father's surname is Yu and my mother's surname is an. My father loves my mother, so he named me Yu mu'an. "

Yu Zhengting and anxinjie looked at each other and smiled.

"What a good name! What a good moral! Miss Yu and miss an are so good that you must be very happy. " Zhou Ruoyu said sincerely.

"Well, yes!" Yu mu'an nodded, a little bitter in his heart. He didn't answer again. He just said, "it's getting late. Let's go back quickly! When I get back, I happen to have lunch. "

"Yes, let's go!" Anxinjie also agreed. After nodding, the four people went home together.

Along the way, Yu mu'an learned about Zhou Ruoyu's life experience and knew that she was a child from the poor ditch. She was admitted to the University and became the pride of the whole village. Yu mu'an could not help feeling a little pity for Zhou Ruoyu and made a better impression on her.

Qian Duoduo's family is also very difficult. Her father named her Qian Duoduo. He just hopes that she can make more money and have more promise. At least, she should make herself happy.

And Yu mu'an has an inexplicable preference for this kind of self-reliance, self-reliance and self-improvement girl.

When you get home, you can't let the three people who have just returned from the airport cook. As a result, Yu mu'an, who was not very good at cooking, took a spoon and was ready to make do with cooking for the three people.

Ling Ling

While washing the dishes, Yu mu'an's phone rang.

Wiping his hands and looking at the strange phone number, Yu mu'an hesitated to pick it up, "hello? Hello? "

"What are you doing?"

The low and magnetic male voice suddenly hit Yu mu'an's heart. She looked nervously at her parents who were cleaning Zhou Ruoyu's room over there and whispered, "Feng Yan? Is that you Why are you calling me? "