However, Mr. Xu looked at Mr. Fang deeply, pursed his lips and said nothing more.

I thought to myself, this Mr. Fang is just courting death. I’ve blocked all his escape routes today. Let’s see how he will retreat in the future.

People grow up eating grains and cereals. Who can guarantee that they will not get sick for their entire life?

Thinking of this, Mr. Xu could only shake his head helplessly and remain silent.

Seeing that Mr. Xu was silent, Mr. Fang thought that he had nothing to say, so he snorted smugly and turned away.

He thought, since Old Xu likes to praise Old Yan so much, let them be embarrassed together. He would rather ignore him!

And he continued to enjoy the attention of others, his heart filled with vanity.

Yan's House:

When Mr. Yan returned home, he felt very depressed.

Even though he knew that the other party was always deliberately making fun of him, he still couldn't help feeling jealous and upset.

Isn’t it just 100 grams of Tianshan tea?

He still doesn't believe that he can't buy it!

So he picked up the phone and called each of his bastards separately, telling them that no matter what method they used, they must get the more expensive clove tea.

That way he could save his face in front of everyone.

When the descendants of the Yan family received this inexplicable task, they were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Finally, after discussion, they assigned the task to Yan Zhipeng, the eldest grandson of Mr. Yan.

When Yan Zhipeng received this task, he was a little dumbfounded. What kind of task was this?

However, since it was what the old man wanted, he could only do his best.

But where can I find this clove tea?

Thinking of this, Yan Zhipeng felt a headache. He rubbed his brain acupoints and then lay on the bed with his legs up in the air...

The other side:

Ai Yunyue and Di Nuochen came to a remote mountain top.

As soon as the car stops, there is a pavilion up the stairs.

Ai Yunyue was stunned for a moment, but walked up without hesitation.

Standing in the pavilion, she could see the various scenery at the foot of the mountain, which made her slightly stunned.

"How's the view?"

Di Nuochen stood beside her, his thin lips slightly opened.

"not bad!"

Ai Yunyue raised her eyebrows, looked around, and took a deep breath: "Why did you suddenly come here?"

"Don't you think it's quiet here?"

Di Nuochen was silent for a while, looking into the distance with a hint of meaning.

"It's quite quiet. Do you come here often?"

"It doesn't count!"

Di Nuochen glanced at her calmly and said, "I come here occasionally!"

"What do you want to see?"

Ai Yunyue raised her eyebrows and smiled faintly: "Are you here to relax because you're in a bad mood?"

However, Di Nuochen pursed his lips and said nothing more.

The surroundings fell into silence, with an occasional breeze blowing, making it feel a little cool.

I don't know how long it took before I heard someone's cold and low voice: "When are you going to report to school?"

"The morning after tomorrow."

"Um!"

Di Nuochen responded indifferently, and there was no further words.

Ai Yunyue looked at him speechlessly. What on earth does this guy want to do?

Bring her to such a remote pavilion to enjoy the cold wind?

I don't think he is such a boring person!

But he didn't say anything and she never asked!

"Um...is there anything else?"

Ai Yunyue looked at the scenery for a while, and couldn't help but say, "Or, let's go back!"

"Um!"

Di Nuochen didn't even look at her, but responded faintly.

However, Ai Yunyue waited for a long time, but still saw no movement from him.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that at this moment, he seemed to be shrouded in a strong sense of sadness, with indescribable loneliness, which made people feel distressed and unbearable.