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Summer fretful, the dance hall lively, let people's mood unable to calm down.

Even though the clothes Jane Fan was wearing could already be considered cool, in such an environment, she still could not help but be restless.

He pushed the door open and walked out. He could see a hint of green in his eyes, and the corners of Jian Fan's lips curled up into a faint smile.

Bending her waist, she found a quiet place to sit down. Just as she was about to take off her high heels, she enjoyed the quiet.

An inappropriate rustling sound came from the bushes.

"Who's there?" Jian Fan frowned. In such a high-class place, everyone really did dare to mess around.

It was so late at night, yet he was so passionate outside. Could it be that those demure young ladies were not afraid of the criticism from the reporters?

Hearing Jian Fan's voice, the grass grew quiet for a moment, and then the rustling became even more obvious.

It seemed like that person did not take his words to heart. Jian Fan frowned slightly, his beautiful eyes were like glass in the night sky, captivating others.

Song Chengyou followed her out. He saw a touch of beauty in the night, and it was so beautiful that it could captivate one's heart.

"Little Fan …" He opened his mouth to call for help, but when he saw the figure climbing up the stairs, he changed his mind.

Hiding himself behind the fake mountain, Song Chengyou's gaze was like a camera as it shot towards the man approaching Jian Fan.

The sounds in the grass did not stop, and the mood that Jian Fan was in when he wanted to go out and relax was also broken. She stood up and knocked lightly on the table. Then she turned and walked to the door.

The pavilion was situated in the middle of the courtyard, with a marble floor beneath it.

The man could no longer restrain himself. He hurriedly rushed out and kneeled on the ground.

"Xiaofan, I beg of you. "Help me!"

The man in front of her was dressed in ragged clothes.

He was prepared to subdue a man in the event of a sudden attack.

However, the man's voice made her doubt his words. Immediately afterwards, she was able to clearly see his appearance.

Zhou Fu? Why was he here?

"Uncle Zhou." "You get up first." Jian Fan went forward to help Zhou Fu up, but Zhou Fu kowtowed three times.

"Xiaofan, I can't. Xiaofan, I beg of you, please save me. Even if it's for Tongtong, can you save me? " Zhou Fu cried his eyes out. He was already over ten years old, but in front of Jian Fan, he was acting like a child who had made a mistake.

Jane Fan stared at him, feeling that something was wrong. In the end, he only smiled faintly.

"Uncle, please sit up." "As for the matter, let's talk about it." Jane Fan pulled up Zhou Fu, but Zhou Fu was a bit nervous, but he still followed her instructions and sat on the stool. He rubbed his hands from time to time, clearly in a hurry.

"Xiaofan, Uncle has something to trouble you with." After a long moment of mumbling, Zhou Fu finally spoke.

Jane Fan nodded, her glass-like eyes revealing a hint of scrutiny.

It had already been a few months since he last saw Tongtong's father. At that time, Ling Chen had sent them away, giving them a luxurious life. Logically speaking, Tongtong's father should have already stayed in that place safely for the rest of his life. But now, looking at him, Jane knew something had happened.

"Uncle, be straightforward." Jane Fan gently smiled.

Seeing that his plan had worked, Zhou Fu first wiped away his tears, before asking in a trembling voice, "Xiaofan, Uncle is going to ask you something. Did Tongtong marry Ye Han?"

"Yes." Jane Fan nodded. The scheming in Zhou Fu's eyes made her feel uncomfortable.

In her eyes, Zhou Fu was always an honest old man, but looking at the craftiness in his eyes, Jane Fan knew that he was not as simple as he seemed. Perhaps, there was a problem with him buying fake medicine for Chen Xinshui that day. Suspicion arose in his heart, and when Jian Fan looked at Zhou Fu, his smile became even friendlier.

Zhou Fu thought that Jane Fan didn't know his plan, so he gave a silly smile, "Xiaofan, actually, that …. I'm a bit short on cash these days, but I can't get in touch with Tongtong. Can you give me Ye Han's number? I want to borrow some money from him! "

"Oh. "This …" Jane Fan dragged his last words and deliberately observed Zhou Fu's expression.

Zhou Fu was very calm and composed, trying his best to get closer to the side of shyness and naivety. However, just this one point had betrayed his true nature.

Jian Fan smiled and opened his bag, "Uncle Zhou, how much money do you need? I'll take down your account number now and call you tomorrow. "

"There's no need for that." Zhou Fu quickly refused.

"Why would Uncle Zhou mind?" Tongtong and I are good friends, her father is my father. For your daughter to take care of your father is a matter of course, so why delay it, Uncle Zhou? " Jian Fan smiled as he took out a pen and paper. Seeing Zhou Fu's frown, he came up with a plan in his heart.

"Uncle Zhou, Ye Han has been busy lately. He doesn't pick up his phone often. If you really want to talk to him, I can call him and ask him to come and pick you up. " Zhou Fu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"Xiaofan, you really are a good girl." Zhou Fu was so grateful that hot tears welled up in his eyes. He had already found the wrong person, so why would he need to touch that cold nail?

"Xiaofan, this is your uncle's account." Zhou Fu shyly took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket.

Jian Fan reached out to take it. The faint smell entered his nose. She frowned slightly, but when she opened the paper, a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

"Uncle Zhou, you must not have had a good rest either. I'll get someone to help you change your clothes and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow morning, when you get up, you'll be able to receive the money. " Jane Fan stood up and helped Zhou Fu. Zhou Fu was so frightened that he took a step back, and then he realized that his actions were too excited, so he shyly touched his own hair.

"This, Xiaofan, there's no need." He smiled with the simple simplicity of a peasant.

"Uncle, you're welcome." Jane Fan smiled and pulled him by the arm, half-supporting him as they walked down the pavilion.

Some people passed by and saw Zhou Fu. They could not help but frown and scold him, "How did you get in here? Who allowed you to be here? "

The defense of the ball was very high, and the people invited were also very high.

For someone like Zhou Fu to appear at a royal ball was indeed a strange thing.

What was even weirder was that he was able to find the backyard. This couldn't help but make the waiter extremely nervous.

"I brought him in. Take him down and change his clothes. We'll leave later. " Jian Fan smiled at the waiter who had a flattering look on his face, before patting Zhou Fu on the shoulder in a consoling manner, handing him over to the waiter.

The waiter took Zhou Fu and left. Jane Fan returned to the pavilion and lightly knocked on the table.

Song Chengyou hid behind the fake mountain, glanced at the distant Zhou Fu, then quickly followed.

Jian Fan sat in the pavilion for a while longer, but without Zhou Fu as an uninvited guest, her mood became much calmer.

She held Zhou Fu's account in her hands, forming a ball of paper and holding it tightly in her hands.

The light fragrance, combined with the smell of Jane Fan's sweat, gave off a charming feeling in the air.

Ling Chen pushed the door open and walked out. When he saw her sitting on the pavilion, the corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smile.

When he saw Pan Wenfang earlier, he knew that Xiaofan had also participated in this ball.

So, did she dance with anyone? Did she let anyone hold her waist?

This kind of heat in his heart made him unable to calm down. As soon as he jumped a little with Ling, he hurriedly looked for Jian Fan's figure.

Finally, when he was out of patience, he met Song Chengyou and found out that she was here.

"Xiaofan." The night wind is very cold. " Ling Chen walked up the stairs with an elegant and doting smile on his face.

"No matter how cool it is, it's just a piece of cake." Jian Fan clenched his fist tightly around the slip of paper. It was obvious that he did not want Ling Chen to see it.

"What is it? "Fever?" Ling Chen was already sitting across from Jian Fan, reaching out to touch her fair skin.

"Nope." Jian Fan sneered and stood up abruptly. Without even looking at Ling Chen, he turned around and walked out.

Ling Chen stood up, grabbing her arm, but she abruptly flung him away.

Ling Chen was stunned on the spot, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a sneer, "What did you see?"

"What do you want me to see?" Jian Fan retorted with a bit of a guilty conscience, but it was concealed by her bluff.

"No matter what you see, it doesn't count." Ling Chen did not expect to meet Jian Fan at the royal ball, and did not expect to let Jian Fan see his intimate contact with another woman. However, he liked it when Jane Fan was angry about it. After all, this was the only way to prove that he still had a small place in Jian Fan's heart.

"Director Ling, I don't have time to play word games with you." Jian Fan glared at him, seemingly a little jealous.

Ling Chen was overjoyed, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a demonic smile, forcing Jian Fan to the side of the pillar, he tyrannically blocked her path, "Is my Little Fan angry? They're just a means for me to use in public relations. Why would Xiaofan use them like that? "

"What's wrong with me?" Jane Fan stared at him unhappily.

"That's it." Ling Chen tapped her pouting mouth. The usually arrogant and calm Jian Fan would never do something so cute.

"Let me go!" Jian Fan's face turned red from embarrassment as he struggled in his embrace.

Ling Chen, on the other hand, seemed as if he wanted to get into a trap as he hugged Jane Fan tighter and tighter. He could see her pale white skin, her beautiful collarbone, and her beating heart.

"Xiaofan, admit it!" You like me the same way I like you! " Ling Chen's eyes lit up as he looked at Jian Fan closely, causing his heart to beat wildly. His heart was beating uncontrollably, his hot breath spraying onto her ears. The ambiguous words caused her heart to beat even faster …

He leaned over with a charming smile, his lips seemingly carelessly brushing hers …

"I don't like you. Director Ling, you're overthinking it! " Jian Fan pushed him away, looking at Ling Chen with a smile that was not a smile.

"Also, I have important things to do. If Boss Ling is really bored, it's fine to bring anyone to date here! " Jian Fan's heavy blow was dodged by Ling Chen, but it gave her enough time to win. After getting out of Ling Chen's confinement, Jane Fan walked back to the ball with her heels on.

The ball was as lively as ever. As soon as Jian Fan entered, a sky-piercing wave of heat attacked him. At the same time, Pan Wenfang's clearly anxious expression also appeared on her face.

"Xiaofan, where did you go? Do you know that I have been looking for you here for a long time? "

"Little Aunt, it's too hot inside. "I'm going out to cool off for a while." Jian Fan held the small bag and looked at Pan Wenfang fawning on him. Pan Wenfang silently glanced at her, but in the end, she still passed.

"Since it's cooler now, then shouldn't I help aunt with the things that I should do?" Pan Wenfang pulled Jian Fan and gave her a general idea of why they were here. Only then did Jian Fan realize that they were here to collect money for those poor children. Moreover, this time, the target of their support was not the distance, but rather, the welfare home in the suburbs.