Chapter 169

Sun Yuanyuan's face immediately darkened. "That's my wife, not yours. What I do to my wife has nothing to do with you."

"..." Song Linye shrugged, "Your wife is your wife. I can't possibly cut my wife's belly one, two, three or four times."

Sun Yuanyuan, "I'll wait."

After the two elementary school students finished arguing, Song Linye took his men away.

Lu Xingyan, who didn't say a word the entire time, was silently pulled away by Song Linye.

The more he thought about it on the way, the angrier he got. He turned around and promised Lu Xingyan, swearing a poisonous oath, "Wife, don't worry, I will never let you get hurt."

Lu Xingyan: ...

The vein on his forehead was throbbing. "Go away! No one will think you're dumb if you say less."

Song Linye calmed down, his eyes full of dissatisfaction, but then he thought, if he really swore, where would Song Yan's clarity of mind come from?

When he thought of this, Song Linye shuddered.

"No, I'd better not swear on this thing. This poisonous oath is as fast as it is gone."

Song Yan was tightly entangled by Qin Huan, "Don't move, I'm about to fall."

Qin Huan refused, "It's time to eat now. It's time for you to make the most of your time."

"" Song Yan was puzzled, what is the real effect

Qin Huan held Song Yan's hand and walked forward until they reached the school gate. He took out Song Yan's cell phone, and with a beep, the light of freedom was right before his eyes.

Song Yan's mouth twitched as he looked at the self-aware Qin Huan and asked, "When did you become so self-aware?"

Qin Huan shook his head and pretended to be deep.

"No, it's just that the food at school is too bad."

Song Yan had a deep understanding of this and said, "I had the opportunity to eat it once before." After eating it, he actually vomited out the overnight meal.

Qin Huan skillfully pulled the man to a small roadside stall, "Boss, I want all the pancakes, or none..."

The boss looked at Qin Huan helplessly. He didn't want the chips, lettuce, peppers, or onions.

Then I'll make you a pancake.

With doubt in his eyes, Song Yan couldn't help but cover his eyes, "Qin, Huan!"

Qin Huan quickly sat up straight, "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

"I just don't want the chili."

Qin Huan was about to say something, but Song Yan glared back at him.

The boss took one look at the exquisite omega and said, "The other one is for you to eat."

Song Yan blinked and nodded awkwardly, "Yes."

The boss waved his hand. "That's easy. I've heard that omegas are allergic to many things. It's better to be careful with snacks."

Because Song Yan only ordered a pancake with an egg and some secret non-spicy sauce.

Song Yan's nose twitched slightly twice.

"This sauce smells familiar."

The boss chuckled and said, "Really? This is made by me, exclusively at home."

Song Yan nodded. It was a bit like the Wangji Jianbing that he had eaten on the roadside before.

"I see."

Take a bite, chew it, and your eyes light up.

That's the taste. Looking at the boss, his eyes lit up. "Boss, I wonder if you know a man named Wang Sanhuo."

"" I thought about it for a while, but nothing came to mind. I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't know."

Song Yan nodded, and so did Ye. Wang Sanhuo was less than 30 years old at that time, so how could he know him?

He sighed and was about to leave with the pancake when he heard a childish roar coming from inside.

"How dare you! Whoever dares to call me, Wang Sanhuo Dawang's name, will be impatient to live!"

"!" Song Yan looked at Wang Yan, who was wearing a red scarf and a small bun on his head. He was covered in mud and it was hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl. On the left side of his school uniform was neatly written the name Wang Yan, and on the right side was written the name Wang Sanhuo Dawang.

A whole ghost fire boy,

He just looks a bit like Wang Sanhuo.

"You are..." Song Yan just opened his mouth and heard Wang Yan say, "You are looking for me, King Sanhuo."

Wang Yan raised his chin and looked at Song Yan proudly.

Song Yan: ...

When I see your eyes, I know who you are, Wang Sanhuo.

Following behind was a woman in ragged but neat clothes. She was already difficult to deal with when she didn't speak, and she became even more difficult to deal with once she opened her mouth.

"Wang Yan! Stop right there! I've told you eight hundred times, stop playing in the mud! Can you take me to Nanjing University or Peking University?"

Wang Yan didn't care. "What's the point of going to college? They don't teach you how to make money."

Seeing that Wang Yan was not going to listen, the woman became furious and swept the broom beside her across and slapped Wang Yan in the face.

"You little bastard, explain to me clearly what I mean by not teaching you how to make money."

Wang Yan covered his spanked buttocks with a look of grievance on his face.

"I didn't. What I meant was that I could inherit your pancake stall in the future. Look at how tall you are now. As long as I don't abuse bad ingredients privately in the future, it will be enough to support me for the rest of my life."

"What if you regret it later?"

"No way, there's absolutely no way I'll regret it."

“…”

Song Yan rubbed his nose. He thought he was forced to go out and make pancakes at such a young age, but who knew that it was the bullet he had received as a child that hit him right between the eyebrows.

Qin Huan saw that Song Yan seemed to know the kid from Jianbing Guozi's family, so he asked, "Brother Yan, do you know that guy?"

Song Yan nodded, "I know him. He's the big brother who made me a pancake and brought some to you."

"Oh. ---hmm."

Qin Huan's eyes widened, "What did you say?"

Qin Huan pointed at a primary school student and said, "This class of primary school students is so terrible! They always keep their promises."

“…”

After dinner, I walked around with Qin Huan for a few laps at noon, just as if I had disappeared.

In the afternoon, Qin Huan looked at the four o'clock on his watch.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes full of reluctance, "Brother Yan, I don't want to leave you."

Song Yan pointed at the bag of snacks beside him with an expression of great incomprehension.

"Well, I know you don't want to leave your ATM."

"Uh... no."

Song Yan had no expression on his face.

Qin Huan smiled awkwardly, "Haven't I eaten for a long time?"

"Is there no money in my card or something, or is there no snack shop in your school?"

Qin Huan, "The policy hasn't changed yet, so there are no snack shops."

Qin Huan looked at Song Yan with a look of grievance on his face, and Song Yan felt embarrassed by his gaze.

Turn around and leave quickly.

Qin Huan happily returned with two bags full of snacks.

There was a big look of pride written on his face.

After separating from Qin Huan, Song Yan reunited with Lu Xingyan and the others.

"Song Linye, why are you here?"

Song Yan had a bad look on his face. Ever since he threw Ding Ke into his room that time, he had never given him a good look.