Chapter 156

"Really?"

Fangfang was so nervous that she pretended to be a fool and said:

"Really! Wow, what a coincidence? "

Mo Yan looked at Fangfang coldly, and his tone was like ten thousand years of cold ice:

"Do you two really treat me like fools?"

Fangfang was about to speak. Mo Yan interrupted her: "stop the car."

"Yes..."

Fangfang drove her car into the parking space nervously.

"When Lin Yao bought this house, did he even buy a parking space?"

Mo Yan saw that Fangfang seemed to be very familiar, so he parked the car in a parking space with "sold" and house number written on it.

Fangfang shrunk her head and dared not speak, trembling.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped to the freezing point.

Mo Yan sneered:

"I remember, Lanheng garden is very close to the apple station. Lin Yao was anxious to take the endorsement to earn money to buy this house some time ago. I'm afraid she didn't want to invest, but wanted to live for Fang Xiaole?

It's close to where he works. The environment is good and the surrounding facilities are complete. It's very thoughtful.

Not even the head of household wrote Fang Xiaole's name, right? I thought this Fang was hateful, but at least he had backbone. It seems that I overestimated him. "

"No, the head of the house is sister Yao." Fangfang waved her hand again and again:

"Sister Yao asked me to find a real estate agent and rent it to Fang Xiaole with a very low rent. Now he doesn't know that the house belongs to sister Yao."

"Ha ha..." Mo Yan became more angry:

"I'm afraid I'll hurt other people's self-esteem if I live here. I have to hide it, don't I? I've never seen anyone put it upside down like this! Next, do you have to send cars, wives and children? "

When it comes to "sending his wife and children", Mo Yan suddenly stops and feels that he is completely talking nonsense. Isn't this the rhythm of forcibly giving himself to others as a wife?

"Hey hey, smoke sister, how do you react like me?" Fangfang felt funny, but she was frightened by Mo Yan's cold eyes and covered her mouth.

"Horizontal groove horizontal groove horizontal groove!"

At this time, Zhang Zhiqin, sitting in the back seat, shouted in surprise, put her head in her hands and said unbelievably:

"Brother Fang rented this house from Lin Yao?! This is too much! "

Fangfang thought that she had forgotten that this guy was still behind.

It's over. As a man, Zhang Jihua doesn't know how jealous Xiaole will be!

"Everyone is so familiar that they still charge rent? Your Lin Yao should give it directly to brother Fang! "

Zhang Zhiqin glared, very angry.

“？” Fangfang stared at Zhang Zhiqin blankly, wondering about this guy's brain circuit.

"Shut up!" Mo Yan drank coldly. Zhang Zhiqin immediately covered his mouth with his hands and looked at Mo Yan in fear.

"Don't say anything about the house!"

Mo Yan stared at Zhang Zhiqin and said coldly:

"Or kill your mouth!"

Mo Yan was worried that if this matter spread, the relationship between Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole would be exposed, so he asked Zhang Zhiqin to keep it confidential.

"Yes, don't worry, I'm very strict!"

Zhang Zhiqin quickly promised.

"Get off!"

Mo Yan opened the door, turned and said to Fangfang, "hold the tree!"

"Oh..." Fangfang whispered, got out of the car and took out the single tree.

"I told you to hold it! Don't you know how to help girls with things? "

Mo Yan stared at Zhang Zhiqin who was stunned.

"Ah? Yes, yes. "

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and hurriedly took over the bachelor tree from Fangfang and obediently followed Mo Yan behind.

"Send the things and take Lin Yao away!"

Mo Yan walked in front and said coldly. It seems that he is really angry.

"Your sister Mo has a bad temper."

Zhang Zhiqin whispered to Fangfang in the back.

"Keep your voice down and stop talking." Fangfang falsely patted him for fear that sister Yan would hear it.

The three entered the elevator. Mo Yan's face was gloomy and almost twisted out of black water. There was a dead silence in the elevator, and no one dared to make a noise.

Ding!

On the first floor, the elevator door opened and several people came in. The woman in front was stunned when she saw the three people, and then smiled and said hello:

"Agent Mo, assistant Liu, are you here too? Hello, Xiao Zhang. "

Facing outsiders, Mo Yan immediately showed a warm smile on his face and said to the woman:

"Hello, director Li! Director Zhong and director Luo are also there. I heard that deputy director Fang moved to his new house. We specially came to help him with his town house. "

Then he sincerely praised Li Guan and said, "guide Li, you are really getting younger and more beautiful!"

Different from previous work clothes, Li Guan looks very young today in a blue floral pleated skirt.

The top is a V-neck, slightly showing the full line of the chest, and wearing a platinum star necklace around the neck, which is sexy and generous.

"Wow, director Li, you've caught up with those big stars!"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned. The main reason is that Li Guan's dress today is too different from that in normal days, which gives people a particularly strong sense of shock.

Li Guan smiled elegantly. There was no shyness like a little girl. She nodded generously: "thank you."

She was followed by the old partners Luo Hui and Zhong Li Li. They met Li Guan at the door. They were also very amazed at today's Li Guan and were sincerely praising him all the way.

Seeing Mo Yan, the two old Jianghu also appreciated: "Mo agent is also very beautiful today. You and director Li are really competing for glory in two months and bright in a moment!"

"Sister Mo is beautiful? Hehe, haven't you seen her fierce? "

Zhang Zhiqin muttered in her heart, glanced quietly behind Mo Yan, paused in her eyes, and then moved away.

HMM... it's just a good figure. It's useless. It's not fierce!

After there were three more people in the elevator, the atmosphere was obviously much better, Mo Yan was not good, and he was no longer straight faced. It seemed that he had a good chat with Li Guan.

On the 12th floor, the six people got out of the elevator. Mo Yan glanced at Fangfang. The little girl trembled and hurried to Fang Xiaole's door to knock.

"Here we are."

There came a woman's voice.

"Xiao Su, just sit down and I'll go!"

Then came another woman's voice. The door was soon opened and a beautiful and gentle face appeared in front of the people.

"Miss Lin?"

Luo Hui and Zhong Li were surprised. Unexpectedly, Lin Yao opened the door.

Li Guan was silent and could not see any expression on her face.

"Welcome, everyone, come in."

Lin Yao opened the door, made a gesture of inviting in, took out the shoe covers on the shoe cabinet and handed them to several people in pairs.

"Oh, thank you, thank you! Miss Lin is so polite! "

Luo Hui and Zhong Li were flattered and quickly reached out to take over.

"Xiao Lin came so early?"

Li Guan smiled and asked casually.

"Yes, Fang Xiaole and I are good friends. I heard that he moved, so I came early to help."

Lin Yao smiled and continued to pass the shoe cover out of the bag to the people behind.

"Sister Yan, Fangfang, why did you come here? Come in and help."

Then she saw Mo Yan and Fangfang standing behind.

"Ha ha..."

Mo Yan put on his shoe covers and walked into the room with a smile. At this time, Fang Xiaole also came to greet the people.

Everyone brought their own gifts, and Fang Xiaole accepted them one by one and thanked them.

Lin Yao accompanied her to help put the gift into the bedroom, moved the plastic stool, made tea with a disposable cup and brought it to everyone in turn.

This is the host's etiquette when entertaining guests.

However, the enthusiastic Lin Yao doesn't seem to be the owner of the house.

Luo Hui and Zhong Li looked at each other with a complex and thoughtful look on their faces.

Li Guan was smiling and silent.

Mo Yan, with the same smile, but his eyes are getting colder and colder.

Only Zhang Zhiqin and Fangfang were at a loss. They always felt that the air in the room seemed to be suffocating.

For a time, the new house was full of mixed atmosphere and emotions.