This makes Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously want to distance himself from Luo Yurou.

However, every time Zhang Xiaofan's buttocks step backward, Luo Yurou's body moves forward two steps. In the end, she will ride directly on Zhang Xiaofan's body.

Looking at Luo Yurou, who is about to sit on her lap, Zhang Xiaofan smokes.

He reached out and pushed the girl back to her seat. His face was very serious and serious. He looked into her eyes and said.

"Luo Yurou, now I can tell you without any concealment."

"I, Zhang Xiaofan, only represent myself. I'm not the Godson of Master Zhang in your mouth. I won't have such a godfather, and I don't care to have one. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Xiaofan pointed his finger to his nose, words, sonorous and forceful, and there is no half point lying, or camouflage meaning.

Xuanyuan Yunqing and Zhao Tianxiang are college classmates who have been together with Zhang Xiaofan for four years. Naturally, they know Zhang Xiaofan very well.

Now, they are seeing Zhang Xiaofan's expression on his face, his action in his behavior, and his tone of speech.

All of these, indirectly or directly, prove to them that everything Zhang Xiaofan said to them before is true, and none of them is a lie.

But it's not just Xuanyuan Yunqing and Zhao Tianxiang who are Zhang Xiaofan's "old classmates" who can see this.

Even Luo Yurou on one side is also aware of this, but also understand the truth of this matter.

"Ha ha... It seems that I think too much..."

At this point, Luo Yurou shakes her head and can't help laughing at herself. She knows Zhang Xiaofan's family background very well before.

According to the data of students' files, Zhang Xiaofan is just a happy village in Beihe province. His three generations are farmers' families who depend on nature.

However, with such a mediocre rural youth.

Even if there is something extraordinary, it is absolutely impossible to have anything to do with Master Zhang, who is a powerful and independent leader in Jiangnan.

"Maybe..."

"Maybe I like him too much and want to be with him too much..."

After getting a positive answer from Zhang Xiaofan, Luo Yurou's hopes just began to fade away like the tide.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment

For Luo Yurou at the moment, her heart is greatly disappointed, and the whole person is even more depressed, as if there is something on her mind

"Yurou, how dare you think that Zhang Xiaofan is just an ordinary country boy. How could he be the dry son of Master Zhang?"

"Even if it's ten thousand steps back, Master Zhang really wants to recognize a son."

"It's absolutely impossible to go to Zhang Xiaofan, the arrogant, to be his son, isn't it? It's not something that makes master Zhang lose face and share. "

As she spoke, Guo Meimei squinted at Zhang Xiaofan. She looked like a peacock, looking down at a hairless chicken on the ground. How arrogant