C24 Bad

Hee Zhuolun turned and left the guest room.

Lang Yan had a bad premonition, he immediately pressed the "Up" button, but the basket did not have any response.

"Is it broken?" He frowned, bent down to check the control board, but did not find anything wrong, so he guessed that it was very possible that Hee Zhuolun had asked someone to shut down the main control board.

At this moment, his phone rang.

Lang Yan took out his phone and saw that it was the Lord of Vice-principal. He immediately answered the phone: "Dear Ms. Elissa, good morning, oh, no.

The person on the other end of the line wasn't as polite as he was. "Lang, did you forget that there was a prom tonight?"

"I haven't forgotten." Lang Yan said apologetically: "However, I am sorry, I have already returned to Z Nation, so please help me apologize to everyone. If there is a chance in the future, I will make it up to everyone."

Everyone had specially arranged this graduation ball for him long ago. They had been looking forward to it for a long time, but they had never expected that he would agree so readily. Everyone must be very disappointed.

"You child …"

Elissa was both angry and helpless, because what awaited him at the ball was not one or two people, nor were there twenty or thirty people, nor were there three or four hundred people, but rather, the entire school.

But before she could finish speaking, someone interrupted her. "Elissa, how can you use such a tone to speak to your father?"

"…" Elissa massaged her aching temples.

The teacher at the side said softly, "Vice-principal, the Principal seems to have gotten senile dementia again."

Elissa, "..."

Principal Tanya snatched the phone away and said, "The child's father, that..."

When Lang Yan heard the gentle voice, his expression softened.

"You are... Who? I... What am I going to say? " Ta Ya looked at Elissa and the others in confusion.

"…" If it were any other schools, Tanya would have long since retired and taken care of her family. However, Tanya's school system was part of their inheritance system, and only after the principal had passed away would her descendants be able to inherit her position.

Then someone snatched the phone from Tanya's hand and asked, "Lang, have you returned to Z?"

Lang Yan heard the familiar magnetic voice and frowned: "Liehson?"

"Yeah, it's me. Tomorrow, I'll go to Z Country to find you."

Lang Yan, "..."

"Mistress, please finish what you have to do before you go find Young Master Lang. Otherwise, the old man will definitely send people to take you back." Someone kindly reminded him.

Liehson, "..."

"It's my turn to talk to my Lang." The phone went to another person: "Lang, I specially prepared a ring today to propose to you. How did you abandon me and return to Z Nation?"

"Go away, you sissy." The phone was snatched away again, "Senior Student Lang, where are you now?"

"You male nanny, I haven't even spoken to Lang yet, hurry up and return the phone to me."

"What are you snatching? Do you believe that I'll put your ring on your little JJ?"

"You … You are vulgar. "

Elissa glared at the girl who was snatching the phone with a darkened face. "Tasixia, I can announce that you have failed your etiquette class now."

"Vice-principal, I was wrong, please forgive me for being magnanimous."

Hearing how lively it was on the other end of the phone, Lang Yan could not help but laugh.

Elissa took back her phone and said: "Lang, since you have returned to Z Nation, you must take good care of yourself in the future. You must also remember one more thing, Tan Shanna will forever be your home, your backer."

Lang Yan was very touched. "Thank you, Elissa's mother. Oh yes, I will have to trouble Elissa's mother to take care of Furla in the future."

Furla was the person he was the most worried about.

"Furla..." Elissa paused, then replied: "Mn, I will, then I'll hang up first."

"Goodbye, mother Elissa."

When Lang Yan saw that the time for the call was five minutes and three seconds, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's time to change your number."

With this time, Liehson and the others would definitely be able to track him down to his city through communication.

Suddenly, there was a swoosh above his head. It was the sound of a window opening.

Lang Yan raised his head and peeked his head out of the window, smiling at him.

This smile was extremely gentle, so gentle that Lang Yan couldn't help but shiver.