"I have to go to the dormitory again." He also wanted to tell the people in the dormitory not to discuss this matter.
Don’t post it online.
"Is the public relations department ready?" Yan Yian asked.
Yan Ci nodded: "Yeah."
When was it prepared?
[Could it be that his second brother already knew about his drug addiction and made preparations in advance?]
[Damn it, second brother didn't tell me earlier, making me worry for so long.]
Yan family: "..."
No, you don't look worried at all.
Have you forgotten how you watched the fun and laughed at your second brother for having a mental problem?
The banquet was very speechless.
He was worried, and eight out of ten sentences were slandering him.
A little worried, but not much.
He waved his hand feebly, sending him on his way.
He will be pissed off again later.
Second brother looks...
Before he could finish the three words "to fade", he saw Yan Ci silently quicken his pace.
【cut. 】
*
Yan's mother helplessly looked at her son who was constantly playing tricks on her in his mind.
"I'm a little hungry too, Xianjue, do you know where that private restaurant is?"
Yan Xianjue's attention was immediately diverted.
He shouted back, "I know!"
"It's opened by a good friend of my second brother."
He thought for a moment and said, "It's the chubby friend from my second brother's middle school."
He used his hands to show an exaggerated size.
Very vivid.
Yan's father and mother both thought of the chubby, chubby little boy.
At first, they were very confused. How could Yan Ci, who looked so smart and thoughtful, make friends with such a silly person?
Yesterday and today, they were brainwashed by Yan Xianjue and even began to think that Yan Ci's cleverness was only on the surface.
He is a fool at heart!
*
Oh my god!
Yan's mother had just stepped into the door of the private restaurant.
Then I heard Yan Xianjue shouting.
The others looked calm.
Only Yan Yian and Yan's father supported her naturally, one on each side, with such skill that it was heartbreaking.
Father Yan didn't forget to whisper his concern: "Be careful."
Mother Yan also whispered through gritted teeth: "Don't blame your son!"
If he wasn't always so jumpy, would I be scared?
[Isn't this Shen Fangli and her second aunt who likes to pimp for the rich? ]
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