Chapter 232: New Year's Eve (V)
"Your family will blame you for coming here to celebrate the New Year."
"Or, you should go back."
Tu Ran changed the subject directly to ease his embarrassment.
The boss was unhappy when he heard this and pointed out the window, "Look at how heavy the snow is outside! How can I go back in this weather? Walking back? It will kill me."
"It's New Year's Day, don't say anything unlucky."
"You're the one who said it. I came all the way here to see you, and you still want to chase me away. You're the most heartless person."
The boss cursed, but his heart was full of love.
I just want to pounce on him and knock him down, and eat him up completely.
Because although this place is shabby, there are only two of them here.
The boss, who is in a sweet relationship, wishes that there were only the two of them left in the world.
"If you don't tell me what to eat, I'll just watch and make it. I'm hungry too."
Tu Ran turned and went into the kitchen and began to organize the food he bought in the town.
Xie Nancheng’s phone calls did not stop, but most of them were from company employees wishing them a happy new year.
Xu Xin: Boss, Happy New Year.
Jin Yu: Brother Nancheng, Happy New Year! I've thought about this for a long time. I was indeed ignorant. I know I was wrong. Can I still go back to the secretariat after the New Year? I will never do something like that again.
Lin Siyao: Mr. Xie, Happy New Year.
Feng Yao: Mr. Cheng, Happy New Year. I have something important to tell you, do you want to hear it?
Xie Nancheng replied with three words: I don’t want to listen.
Feng Yao: No, I came to you just to tell you this, haha, don’t waste my brother’s sincerity.
Xie Nancheng: Say it.
Feng Yao: I brought Mu Wanjun home to celebrate the New Year, hahahaha.
Xie Nancheng: ???
Xie Nancheng really didn't expect that this guy could bring Tu Ran's female classmate home for the New Year.
Xie Nancheng was not the kind of person who cared about women, so he didn't look at Mu Wanjun's appearance carefully after meeting her several times. He vaguely remembered that she had a baby face and was rather sweet.
I thought Feng Yao was just joking before, but I didn’t expect him to be serious. What does it mean to bring it home for the New Year?
I don’t know about the customs in the south, but in the north, if you bring someone of the opposite sex home for the New Year, it means that you have approved of them in your heart and want to get the blessings of your family. To put it bluntly, it means you are heading towards marriage.
Didn't Mu Wanjun reject Feng Yao? How could this happen?
Feng Yao: Am I awesome, Mr. Cheng?
Xie Nancheng: You are indeed something.
Xie Nancheng: But I tell you, this woman is my wife’s classmate, don’t mess around. If this affects our relationship, I will kill you.
Feng Yao: Look at what you said, every word you said is about your wife. Master Cheng, you have changed, Master Cheng, you have become a coward.
Xie Nancheng: Get out.
At this moment, Feng Yao came to pick up Mu Wanjun, and he even felt a little excited.
The moment Mu Wanjun went downstairs, Feng Yao was stunned.
She didn't dress up deliberately, but instead wore very ordinary clothes.
She wasn't even dressed as beautifully as she was when we met for hotpot yesterday.
Mu Wanjun was only wearing a beige dress with a small brown knitted vest on the outside.
She wore a long black down jacket, brown snow boots, and a knitted hat on the outside.
She was dressed like a college student, not trying to look young, which was in line with her age.
only……
Seeing that Mu Wanjun lives in such a big house, her family must be well off.
It's impossible for her to only have a few pieces of clothing. It's Chinese New Year, not to mention that she has to celebrate the New Year at someone else's house.
"You... aren't wearing a dress?" Feng Yao couldn't help but ask.
"I can't go to your house without wearing a dress? Then I won't go."
After Mu Wanjun finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. Feng Yao hurriedly got out of the car and stopped her.
"Oh, ancestor, don't be angry, I didn't mean anything else."
"I just see that every New Year's Eve, many girls will wear beautiful dresses to represent the new year and new atmosphere."
"But I'm from southern Sichuan, not like you northerners." Mu Wanjun raised her chin.
"Yes, yes, it's my fault. Princess, please get in the car."
Feng Yao probably never thought that one day he would become humble.
When he was in love before, although he was quite considerate to his girlfriends, no girlfriend dared to show him disrespect.
Even when we quarreled, I would take the initiative to coax him.
So over the years, deep down in his heart, he always felt that women would come to him on their own without any need for coaxing.
Isn’t this retribution?
Mu Wanjun sat in the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce and deliberately asked, "I didn't buy anything. It's not good to go empty-handed, right?"
"It's okay, I bought it. I'll just say you bought it when the time comes."
"Is this okay?" Mu Wanjun asked casually.
"I invited you to my house for the New Year, so how can I ask you to spend money? Just go."
Mu Wanjun said nothing, and the two of them drove to the Feng family's old house.
Like the Xie family, the Feng family became wealthy relatively early.
Therefore, everyone has their own old house, and the elderly are reluctant to move out.
Family traditions are very important, and the younger generations must come back during festivals.
When we were almost at Feng's house, there was a small incident.
Feng Yao was jokingly saying at the time, "Mr. Cheng said that you are his wife's classmate, so he asked me to treat you well."
"Why didn't I realize before that my Cheng Ye is a wife-loving maniac?"
Mu Wanjun said indifferently, "That man is not worthy of Tu Tu at all."
In Mu Wanjun's words, the boss doesn't even deserve to be lucky, and she actually uses that man as a substitute.
Feng Yao laughed so hard he fell backwards, "Hahahaha, if Mr. Cheng heard your comments like that, he would be so angry that he would die."
"I'm just telling the truth."
At this time, Feng Yao's cell phone rang.
It turned out to be a video call from Ling Feier.
I explained it very clearly to Ling Feier, and in the end she begged me to be friends with her and not to delete her WeChat.
It’s strange to say, we have been together for more than a year.
After the breakup, Feng Yao didn't feel sad at all, and he couldn't even remember Ling Feier.
Feng Yao clicked to connect.
Ling Feier: A Yao, what are you doing?
Ling Feier was wearing a sexy nightgown and lying on the bed without getting up.
His face was hazy with sleepiness, but he looked very lustful.
The voice was even a little hoarse, which men generally couldn't stand.
Feng Yao didn't even look at Ling Feier. He held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead.
Feng Yao: I'm driving.
Ling Feier: Where are we driving to?
Feng Yao: Going back to the old house to celebrate the New Year.
Ling Feier: Oh yes, today is New Year’s Eve, I almost forgot about it. Unfortunately, I have work arrangements and I’m out of town running announcements. Poor me, I’m all alone.
Feng Yao: Do you have anything else to say? No, I'm hanging up now. I need to drive.
Ling Fei'er: Ah Yao, I miss you so much. I want to see you. Are you free? Can you come out tomorrow? I'll fly to Xiangcheng to find you.
Feng Yao: No time.
Ling Feier: Don’t you miss me at all?
Feng Yao: We have broken up.
Ling Fei'er: But I don't want to break up. Are you really going to give up on me for a stranger? Do you think it's worth it? How is that girl better than me? She's just a college student who hasn't graduated yet. She doesn't have much. She just relies on her wealth and wealth. Are you going to fall for her?
Now, some people are not happy.
Mu Wanjun interrupted: You can say bad things, but you can't say I'm bad.
Ling Fei'er: What's that sound? Who's talking?
Feng Yao impatiently pointed the camera directly at Mu Wanjun.
Ling Feier was shocked.
Mu Wanjun smiled slightly: Hello.
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