The aircraft landed about three meters away from the door.
Jiang Xinchen liked models very much. Some of the models were defective products with missing parts, so Meng Fu disassembled a few parts and made a new one for him. .
Of course, she did not use any materials from the laboratory to make the shell for Jiang Xinchen.
Jiang Xinchen didn't need anti-reconnaissance or anything else, Meng Fu only used a chip from the laboratory.
The outer shell is made of Jiang Xinchen's waste materials. With such a strong force, only one wing was broken, so the quality is good.
The aircraft landed on the ground three meters away from the door. After the wings shook a bit, it lay there motionless.
Pei Xi walked over to take a look, raised her foot and touched the aircraft, and when she saw that it was not moving, she walked into the house.
He didn't even look at the aircraft that fell to the ground.
The man in black took a look and saw that it didn't look like a dangerous item, so he took back his gun and went back upstairs.
Inside the house, Yang Lai had just gone to look for Yang Hua with Madam Yang Meng Fu.
...
...
Only Butler Yang and Duan Shenmin were left. Duan Shenmin originally wanted to ask Butler Yang about the whole aircraft matter, as he seemed quite interested in it, but when he saw Pei Xi like this, he kept silent.
It was only when they were going upstairs that Duan Shenmin saw the housekeeper go out the door, and he whispered to Pei Xi: "Since it is said that it is not contraband, there is no need to do this."
Pei Xi looked at Duan Shenmin. She had clearly seen the interest in his eyes just now. "No one has ever hidden your profession from us. Why did she reveal it earlier or later, but at this moment?"
What does she have to show off?
Do you think you are great?
Duan Shenmin was stunned.
Pei Xi went to knock on the study door.
Butler Yang looked at the two of them, then at the gate, and hurried to the gate to pick up the dying aircraft. One of the wings was broken, so it should not be able to fly.
There were voices coming from the greenhouse. Butler Yang thought about it and went upstairs with the flying vehicle.
Jiang Xinchen has not been living on campus these two days and has been staying at the Yang family. However, he applied to live on campus himself. When Butler Yang went upstairs, Jiang Xinchen's door was half open and he was looking outside.
Butler Yang held the aircraft and looked at Jiang Xinchen. He didn't know how to explain for a moment. He handed the aircraft to Jiang Xinchen and just lowered his voice: "Jiang..."
Pei Xi did something wrong in this matter.
Butler Yang just thought that Pei Xi was overly worried about the safety of Dean Li. This thing was made by Meng Fu personally for Jiang Xinchen. Madam Yang and Yang Lai both knew about it and said they liked it very much.
If they knew that Pei Xi had broken him personally, there would definitely be a rift in the relationship between the Yang family and Pei Xi. After much thought, Jiang Xinchen could only let him down.
After all, this aircraft is not a big deal. He can just buy one to compensate Jiang Xinchen when the time comes.
He wanted Jiang Xinchen not to tell Yang Lai and the others about this.
"Thank you," Jiang Xinchen reached out and took the aircraft, then said calmly, "I won't tell my uncle."
After saying that, Jiang Xinchen gently closed the door.
He didn't wait for Butler Yang to speak, as if he had anticipated what Butler Yang was going to say.
Butler Yang was standing outside the door, looking at Jiang Xinchen's door. For the first time, he felt a little overwhelmed when facing the 17-year-old Jiang Xinchen.
He was no longer so excited about the fact that Yang Zhaolin was about to join the scientific research team, and just walked downstairs in silence.
As soon as I got downstairs, the chef from the kitchen came out with a fruit plate and looked at Butler Yang. "Young Master Jiang just told me to wait for the aircraft to pick up the fruit. Why hasn't it come down yet? I'll go up and take a look."
Yang Zhaolin of the Yang family is mature, while Yang Liufang is undisciplined. Only Jiang Xinchen would do such childish things. Everyone in the Yang family treats him as a child.
After listening to this, Butler Yang glanced upstairs, then waved to the chef: "It's okay, no need to send it up."
The chef was stunned and took the fruit plate back.
Inside the door.
Jiang Xinchen took out his phone and sent a text message to Jiang Yu: [Assistant Jiang, have you bought the house? 】
Yang Lai wants to take Jiang Xinchen to visit Yang's family mainly during their spare time, but Jiang Quan doesn't think that Jiang Xinchen should live in Yang's family as a matter of course. He has asked someone to contact a real estate agent to see if he can buy a house in the Beijing school district.
Jiang Yu replied quickly: [There are a few documents that have not been completed. They can be completed when you go to school. 】
Jiang Xinchen glanced at the aircraft and pursed his lips slightly.
Meng Fu didn't give him an instruction manual, but he figured it out on his own and knew that the aircraft could synchronize audio and video. He had just controlled the aircraft to fly down from upstairs to the kitchen to find the chef, and he had gone back and forth many times today.
If it had happened two years ago, Jiang Xinchen would have definitely not been able to control himself given his straightforward personality.
Especially since this was given to him by Meng Fu.
But in the past year, Jiang Xinchen has grown a lot. He knows that this is not the capital, and he is no longer the young master of the Jiang family who did whatever he wanted.
Jiang Quan has a hard time in T City.
Jiang Xinchen knew why Jiang Quan agreed to let Yang Lai bring him to the capital. That way, Jiang Quan would have no worries in T City and could devote himself to fighting against those who had ulterior motives.
The Yang family treated him well only out of respect for Yang Hua. Meng Fu was not Yang Hua's biological daughter, and in the final analysis, she had nothing to do with the Yang family.
Meng Fu seemed to have a good temper, but Pei Xi seemed to dislike Meng Fu.
Jiang Xinchen is very clear about this, and he will not let this matter affect Meng Fu and the Yang family.
Nor will it make Meng Fu embarrassed.
I don’t want to be a burden to Meng Fu and Jiang Quan.
Jiang Xinchen opened the drawer, put the aircraft back carefully, then picked up the notebook again, lowered his eyes and continued to do the questions.
He is not strong enough now.
**
downstairs.
Outside the greenhouse.
Yang Lai looked at Meng Fu, who was staring at the phone motionlessly, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Meng Fu looked at the motionless red dot and thought for a moment, "No, I'll ask Xinchen if he wants to have dinner with us."
Jiang Xinchen is not stupid. She saw Jiang Xinchen flying the aircraft up and down many times today, so why did it suddenly stop flying?
She opened WeChat and asked Jiang Xinchen.
Jiang Xinchen directly sent her a picture, which was a mixed math problem. The tone seemed no different from before. Meng Fu saw that this was still a blank question and replied directly -
[Forget it, you’d better not eat it. I’ll ask my aunt to pack it up for you. 】
[You can still be saved.] 】
Meng Fu took back her phone and looked at Yang Lai, "Let's go, uncle."
"Xinchen isn't going out?" Yang Lai looked around the room.
Meng Fu went to push his wheelchair and said nonchalantly, "If he doesn't learn math well, he might not have the face to eat."
Yang Lai: “…Are you serious?”
Meng Fu was surprised, "What else?"
Yang Lai stopped talking.
He felt that although his IQ did not reach the level required by Old Lady Duan, it was not low either. Why did he feel like a fool every time he met Meng Fu recently?
Is this an illusion?
Meng Fu pushed Yang Lai out of the door and saw two people guarding outside the gate who were obviously not easy to deal with. They were Dean Li's men.
Seeing them, Yang Lai originally thought that Meng Fu would ask him, but he didn't expect Meng Fu to just walk past them without saying a word.
Yang Lai glanced at Meng Fu, then lowered his voice and explained to Meng Fu: "There is a guest at home. His identity is special and he is in danger. The people around him are also in danger. You are alone and have been running around all year round. Your uncle doesn't want you to be targeted."
Yang Lai just realized this, and after that, he broke out in a cold sweat.
He knew that there seemed to be someone guarding the capital, and it was safer than outside.
But what about Meng Fu?
She flies everywhere to film.
If there really were someone who was targeting Meng Fu because of Dean Li or Duan Shenmin, Yang Lai felt that he would be sorry for Yang Hua even if he died a hundred times.
"Oh." Meng Fu didn't know what he was thinking. He replied lazily and didn't care.
Yang Lai listened to her tone, didn't ask any more questions, and didn't blame him, so he felt relieved.
"What did you two say?" Mrs. Yang and Yang Hua followed.
Yang Lai was casual with them and said casually: "Let's choose a place to eat."
The four of them went to find a quiet old restaurant to eat. The restaurant was a loft-style restaurant, not many people came, it was a membership-based restaurant, and the prices were a bit outrageous.
Meng Fu would definitely not come to a place like this to eat alone.
It took more than an hour for four people to have dinner, and when they came out, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
Yang Lai was downstairs, looking at Meng Fu, "Are you going back to Jianghe tonight?"
Meng Fu looked at the street. She reached out and pulled the hood of her cotton-padded jacket to cover her eyes. She also wore a mask and said, "My agent is coming to pick me up. I have a magazine shoot tomorrow. They will be here soon."
"Agent?" Yang Lai was stunned.
Meng Fu glanced at him, then looked at the increasing number of eyes around him, and sighed: "Uncle, you are more famous than me."
Meng Fu shielded herself from view, so few people noticed her. However, many people knew Yang Lai, and countless people called him "Dad" on the Internet, so many people came over to look.
More people paid attention to Meng Fu.
Yang Lai also realized that he had attracted attention. He was not afraid, but he was afraid of exposing Meng Fu and Madam Yang. He quickly said, "When your agent arrives, send me a message immediately."
Meng Fu nodded, "Okay."
She watched Yang Lai's car leave, and the prying eyes around her naturally disappeared.
The consumption here is not affordable for ordinary people, and there are not many people. Occasionally, I feel that Meng Fu's back in baggy clothes looks familiar, but most people look away.
after all--
No other top star goes out as casually as Meng Fu.
Meng Fu squatted on the spot, with the hem of her wide cotton jacket dragging on the ground. She opened WeChat and asked where Su Cheng was.
Behind the door.
Su Cheng held the phone and called Ma Cen with a cold expression, "I ate it."
Ma Cen was watching a movie. "Have you dealt with the Ren family's affairs?"
"Actually, you don't have to be too harsh. After all, no one..."
Su Cheng took out his car keys and was about to walk towards the parking lot when he saw his classmates squatting on the side of the road. His cold eyes turned gentle.
Su Cheng, who was not very cooperative with Ma Cen's questioning, finally spoke up: "Nothing has been done."
Still indifferent attitude.
"You are just doing this in a businesslike manner?" Ma Cen was helpless with Su Cheng's attitude. She thought for a while and said, "Their eldest daughter found me. After all, we have some relationship with the Traditional Chinese Medicine Base."
Ma Cen persuaded again, "Captain, give them some time. How many people can achieve the goal?"
"I don't know. It's okay. I'm hanging up now." Su Cheng said lazily.
Ma Cen choked.
They have never been able to deal with Su Cheng.
As soon as Su Cheng hung up the phone, he saw an extra message on WeChat.
Meng Fu: [Where.JPG]
Meng Fu is used to being lazy, and she uses emoticons to express everything that can be expressed with them, so she has collected a bunch of emoticons.
Su Cheng would occasionally see useful emoticons from Ma Cen and Su Xian, and would save them and send them to her.
He walked over to Meng Fu and reached out to pull her hat.
Meng Fu turned her head. She was wearing a mask and a cotton-padded hat on her head. Only a pair of peach blossom eyes could be seen. Under the neon lights, those beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed a little careless.
He extended his hand to her, his cold gaze fell on her eyes, and he said slowly: "Let's go back."
"Hey," Meng Fu put her hand on it, "Did you come out from inside?"
She looked inside the hotel.
"Yeah." Su Cheng could feel the eyes around him.
Meng Fu was dressed like a homeless person and no one could recognize her. Su Cheng stood in the crowd. He always attracted attention because of his height and handsome facial features. In the past, he would wear a mask.
He had just come out of the base today and didn't bring anything with him. Feeling the gazes from people around him, he frowned and took Meng Fu directly to the parking lot.
His car was parked here. He opened the passenger door and stuffed Meng Fu in directly.
"Su Di didn't come out?" The car window was one-way, so Meng Fu opened his hat and took off his mask.
"He hasn't met the standard yet." Su Cheng stepped on the accelerator.
Meng Fu nodded, sent an emoticon to Su Di, and then saw Jiang Yu looking for her.
Jiang Yu: [Miss, I asked the real estate agent to find this house. I originally had time to go and see it in person this week, but the young master just mentioned whether we can move there as soon as possible. Can you ask someone to help check the security of this house? 】
Meng Fu was surprised.
She originally wanted to let Jiang Xinchen move to her place during the holidays, but Zhao Fan said it was not safe, after all, there would be some paparazzi at her place, so Meng Fu gave up the idea.
Meng Fu: [Okay. 】
Jiang Yu sent an address.
Meng Fu looked at the address and told Su Cheng about it.
"School district housing?" The light was red, Su Cheng stepped on the brakes, tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips, and tilted his head slightly.
"Here." Meng Fu didn't know much about these things, so she clicked on them to show Su Cheng the map and pictures of that place.
Su Cheng was very familiar with the map here and knew where the place was at a glance.
Housing prices in Beijing are extremely high, especially for school district housing.
The second-hand house that Jiang Yu had someone buy had an average neighborhood environment and was a bit old. Su Cheng took a look and then retracted his gaze: "Reply to Assistant Jiang, he doesn't need to worry about the house."
Meng Fu exclaimed "Ah!" She looked at Su Cheng and then went back to Jiang Yu.
Let him not have to worry about the house anymore.
The car drove towards the edge of Peking University and finally stopped at Su Cheng's duplex floor.
Meng Fu had already discussed the house with Jiang Yu. She tilted her head and looked at Su Cheng. "Please call Assistant Jiang for the order when the time comes." After thinking for a moment, she said, "Thank you."
Su Cheng parked the car with one hand still on the steering wheel. Hearing this, he paused, turned sideways, and spoke slowly: "You... say thank you to me?"
"…be polite."
Su Cheng lowered his head, looked into her eyes, put his fingers around her side, and slowly unfastened the seat belt. His voice was low: "Okay, how do you thank me?"
Meng Fu likes to show off: "...I don't have any money."
"Well," Su Cheng looked at her, his voice was still his usual cold voice, but when he looked at her dark eyes, there was a little tenderness that was different from before. When he lowered his head slightly, his cold black eyes were misty. He said slowly, "Then sell your body?"
Meng Fu, who had no rivals in the entertainment industry, was tricked by himself: "..."
Su Cheng approached slowly, his fingers unbuckled the seat belt but did not let go. The dim lighting cast heavy shadows on his facial features, making him look even more stern.
The space in the car is not big, and the air feels a little strange for some reason.
Meng Fu looked up, she looked at Su Cheng, held up the phone, pursed her lips, and said, "Not for sale for now."
"For the time being?" Su Cheng was about to open the passenger door. His eyelashes drooped, and his gaze moved from her inexplicably beautiful eyes to her slightly pursed lips. He muttered, grasping the key point, "Does that mean you agree?"
The hand opening the door paused.
This somewhat straightforward gaze was somewhat scalding. His face was less than ten centimeters away from her, and there was a very faint medicinal fragrance on his body, wrapped in a faint breath.
Meng Fu: "Not completely..."
"Then tell me now," Su Cheng slid his hand down and hugged her slender waist through her cotton-padded jacket, pulling her closer to him. He lowered his head and got close to her, his Adam's apple rolling, and his voice was still very pleasant and deep: "It's too late."
By the time Meng Fu blinked, his breath had already sprayed on her face. Su Cheng lowered his eyelashes, paused for a moment, and then gently pressed his lips against hers, gentle yet strong.
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