The aircraft landed about three meters away from the door.
Jiang Xinchen liked models very much. Some models were defective products with missing parts, so Meng Fu dismantled a few parts and made a new one for him.
Of course, she didn't use laboratory materials for the shell she gave Jiang Xinchen.
Jiang Xinchen didn't need counter-reconnaissance or anything else. Meng Fu only used a chip from the laboratory.
The shell is still made of Jiang Xinchen's discarded materials. With so much force, only one wing was broken, so the quality is considered good.
The aircraft landed on the ground three meters away from the door. After the wings trembled for a while, it lay on the spot, motionless.
Pei Xi walked over to take a look, raised her foot and touched the aircraft. When she saw that it was not moving, she walked back into the house.
He didn't even glance at the aircraft that landed on the ground.
The man in black took a look at the object and looked at it as it didn't look like a dangerous object. He also took back his gun and went back upstairs.
In the house, Yang Lai and Mrs. Yang Meng Fu had just gone to find Yang Hua. .
Only Butler Yang and Duan Shenmin were left. Duan Shenmin originally wanted to ask Butler Yang about the whole aircraft thing. He seemed to be quite interested in the aircraft, but seeing Pei Xi acting like this, he fell silent.
It was only when Duan Shenmin saw the housekeeper going out the door when he went upstairs that he whispered to Pei Xi: "Since I said it was not contraband, there is no need to do this."
Pei Xi looked at Duan Shenmin. She clearly saw the interest in his eyes just now: "No one has hidden your profession. She didn't show it out sooner or later, but now?"
What does she have to show off
Think you're awesome
Duan Shenmin was stunned.
Pei Xi went to knock on the study door.
Butler Yang looked at the two people and then at the gate. He quickly went to the gate and picked up the dying aircraft. One of its wings was broken and it should be unable to fly.
There were voices coming from the flower room. Butler Yang thought about it and went upstairs with the aircraft.
Jiang Xinchen did not live on campus these two days and had been staying at Yang's house. However, he applied to live on campus himself. When Butler Yang went up, Jiang Xinchen's door was ajar and he looked outside.
Butler Yang held the aircraft and looked at Jiang Xinchen. He didn't know how to explain it for a moment. He handed the aircraft to Jiang Xinchen and lowered his voice: "Jiang..."
Pei Xi really did something wrong in this matter.
Butler Yang only thought that Pei Xi was overly worried about the safety of Dean Li. Meng Fu made this thing for Jiang Xinchen himself. Mrs. Yang and Yang Lai both knew about it and liked it very much.
If he knew that Pei Xi had broken him with his own hands, there would definitely be a crack in the relationship between the Yang family and Pei Xi. After thinking about it, Jiang Xinchen could only be wronged.
After all, this aircraft is not a big deal. When the time comes, he will just buy one to compensate Jiang Xinchen.
He wanted Jiang Xinchen not to tell Yang Lai and the others about this matter.
"Thank you," Jiang Xinchen stretched out his hand, took the aircraft over, and then said calmly, "I won't tell my uncle."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Xinchen gently closed the door.
Without waiting for Butler Yang to speak, he seemed to have expected what Butler Yang was going to say.
Butler Yang was outside the door, looking at Jiang Xinchen's door. For the first time, he felt at a loss when facing the 17-year-old Jiang Xinchen.
In my heart, I was not so excited about the fact that Yang Zhaolin was about to join the scientific research team, so I just walked downstairs in silence.
As soon as we arrived downstairs, the chef from the kitchen came out with a fruit plate and looked at Butler Yang, "Master Xiao Jiang just asked me to wait for the aircraft to pick up the fruit. Why hasn't it come down yet? I'll go up and have a look."
Yang Zhaolin of the Yang family is mature, Yang Liufang is unruly, and Jiang Xinchen can do such childish things. People in the Yang family treat him as a child.
After hearing this, Butler Yang glanced upstairs, then waved his hand to the chef: "It's okay, there's no need to send it up."
The chef was stunned and went back with the fruit plate.
inside the door.
Jiang Xinchen took his mobile phone and sent a text message to Jiang Yu: Assistant Jiang, have you bought the house
Yang Lai wants to take Jiang Xinchen with him, mainly to use his spare time to go to the Yang family to see him. However, Jiang Quan doesn't think that Jiang Xinchen should live in the Yang family for granted. He has already contacted a real estate agent to see if he can buy a house in the Jingcheng school district. house.
Jiang Yu replied quickly: There are a few documents that have not been completed. You can get them done 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 fumbled around on his own and found out that this aircraft could synchronize audio and video. Just now he controlled the aircraft to fly down from upstairs to find the chef in the kitchen. He went back and forth many times today.
If it had been two years ago, Jiang Xinchen would have been unable to bear this matter according to his straightforward temper.
Especially when Meng Fu gave it to him.
But in the past year, Jiang Xinchen has grown up a lot. He knows that this is not the capital, and he is not the young master of the Jiang family who did whatever he wanted before.
Jiang Quan is struggling in T City.
Jiang Xinchen knew why Jiang Quan agreed to Yang Lai bringing him to the capital, so that Jiang Quan would have no worries in T City and could wholeheartedly fight against people with different intentions.
The Yang family's kindness to him was just for Yang Hua's sake. Meng Fu was not Yang Hua's biological child. In the end, he 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 knew this very well, and he would not affect Meng Fu or the Yang family because of this matter.
It will not embarrass Meng Fu.
He didn't even want to be a drag on Meng Fu and Jiang Quan.
Jiang Xinchen opened the drawer, carefully put the aircraft back into the drawer, then picked up the notebook again, lowered his eyes and continued to work on the questions.
He's not strong enough yet.
**
downstairs.
Outside the greenhouse.
Yang Lai looked at Meng Fu who was not moving on his phone and was surprised, "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 go to dinner with us."
Jiang Xinchen is not stupid. She saw Jiang Xinchen flying the aircraft up and down many times today. Why did it suddenly stop flying
She opened WeChat and asked Jiang Xinchen.
Jiang Xinchen directly sent her a picture, which was a complicated math question. His tone seemed to be the same as before. When Meng Fu saw that the question was still blank, he replied directly—
Forget it, you'd better stop eating. I'll ask my aunt to pack it back for you to eat.
You can still be saved.
Meng Fu took back his phone and looked at Yang Lai, "Let's go, uncle."
"Xinchen isn't going out?" Yang Lai looked at the room.
Meng Fu pushed his wheelchair and said casually, "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 was not at the level required by Mrs. Duan, it was not low. Why did he feel like a fool every time he met Meng Fu recently.
Isn't this an illusion
Meng Fu pushed Yang Lai out. He could see two people who were obviously not easy to mess with guarding the door. They were Dean Li's people.
Seeing them, Yang Lai originally thought that Meng Fu would ask him, but he didn't expect that Meng Fu walked 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. He has a special identity. He is dangerous around him, and the people around him are also dangerous. You are a person, running around all the time, uncle. I don’t want you to be targeted.”
Yang Lai just realized this. After he realized this, his back was dripping with cold sweat.
He knew that there seemed to be people in the capital and it was safer than outside.
But what about Meng Fu
She flew everywhere to film.
If someone was really targeting Meng Fu because of Dean Li or Duan Shenmin, Yang Lai felt that he could not be sorry for Yang Hua even if he died a hundred times.
"Oh." Meng Fu didn't know what he was thinking and replied lazily, not caring.
Yang Lai listened to her tone and didn't ask any questions or blame him. He felt relieved.
"What did you two say?" Mrs. Yang and Yang Hua followed.
Yang Lai treated them casually and said casually: "I chose a place to eat."
The four of us went to a quiet old restaurant to eat together. This restaurant was in a loft style, not many people came, it was a membership system, and the prices were a bit outrageous.
Meng Fu would definitely not come to a place like this to eat.
It took more than an hour for the four of us to have a meal. When we 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 down the hat of the cotton-padded jacket behind her, covering her eyes and wearing a mask: "My agent is coming to pick me up. There is a magazine shoot tomorrow. They will be here soon."
"Agent?" Yang Lai was stunned.
Meng Fu glanced at him, looking at the growing number of eyes around him, and sighed: "Uncle, you are more famous than me."
Meng Fu covered herself, so no one noticed her, but there were many people who knew Yang Lai. Countless people called him "Dad" on the Internet, and many people looked over.
Only a lot of 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: "Then your agent is here, send me a message immediately."
Meng Fu nodded, "Okay."
She watched Yang Lai's car leave, and the appraising eyes around her disappeared naturally.
The consumption here is not affordable for ordinary people, and there is not much traffic. Occasionally, Meng Fu's figure in the baggy clothes looks familiar, but most people look away.
after all-
There is no one who is as casual as Meng Fu.
Meng Fu squatted on the spot, dragging the hem of his large cotton-padded jacket to the ground. He opened WeChat and asked where Su Cheng was.
behind the door.
Su Cheng held his cell phone and called Ma Cen with his cold expression, "Eat."
Ma Cen was watching a movie, "Have the affairs of the Ren family been settled?"
"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 to the parking lot when he saw his classmates squatting on the side of the road, and his cold eyes turned gentle.
Su Cheng, who was not very cooperative with Ma Cen's questioning, finally said: "Nothing has been done about it."
Still indifferent attitude.
"Are you just doing business like this?" Ma Cen was also helpless at Su Cheng's unwillingness to accept hard advice. She thought for a while, "Their eldest lady has found me. How can I say that we have some friendship with the Chinese Medicine Base. "
Ma Cen persuaded again, "Squadron leader, if you give them time, how many of them can achieve the goal?"
"I don't know, I'll hang up if it's okay." Su Cheng said lazily.
Ma Cen choked.
They have always been powerless against Su Cheng.
Su Cheng hung up the phone and saw an additional message on WeChat.
Meng Fu: Where.JPG
Meng Fu is used to being lazy and uses emoticons to express everything she can, so she collected a bunch of emoticons.
Su Cheng occasionally saw useful emoticons from Ma Cen and Su Xian, and would save them and send them to her.
He walked up to Meng Fu, reached out and pulled her hat.
Meng Fu turned his head. She was wearing a mask and a cotton-padded hat. She only saw a pair of peach blossom eyes. Under the neon light, those beautiful peach blossom eyes looked a little careless.
He stretched out his hand towards her, his eyes without any warmth fell on her eyes, and he said slowly, "I'm going back."
"Hey," Meng Fu put his hand on it, "Did you come out of it?"
She looked inside the hotel.
"Yeah." Su Cheng could feel the glances from around him.
Meng Fu was dressed like a homeless man and no one could recognize him. Su Cheng stood in the crowd. Because of his height and handsome and prominent facial features, he always attracted attention. In the past, he would wear a mask.
He just came out of the base today. He didn't bring any with him. Feeling the looks from 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 directly in.
"Su Di didn't come out?" The car window was one-way, so Meng Fu flipped open his hat and pulled off his mask.
"He hasn't reached the standard yet." Su Cheng stepped on the accelerator.
Meng Fu nodded, sent an emoticon to Su Di, and saw Jiang Yu looking for her.
Jiang Yu: Miss, I asked a real estate agent to take a fancy to this house. I originally had time to see it in person this week, but the young master just mentioned whether we can move there as soon as possible. Please ask someone to help check the security of this house.
Meng Fu was surprised.
She originally thought about letting Jiang Xinchen move to her place during the holidays, but Zhao Fan said it was not safe. After all, there would be some paparazzi there, so Meng Fu gave up.
Meng Fu: Okay.
Jiang Yu sent over an address.
Meng Fu looked at the address and told Su Cheng about it.
"School district room?" At a red light, Su Cheng stepped on the brakes, tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel, and tilted his head slightly.
"Here." Meng Fu didn't know much about this, so she clicked on it to show Su Cheng the map and pictures there.
Su Cheng knew the map here very well and knew where it was at a glance.
Housing prices in Beijing are very expensive, especially in school districts.
Jiang Yu asked someone to buy a second-hand house. The environment of the community was average, and the building was a bit old. Su Cheng took one look at it and withdrew his gaze: "Go back to Assistant Jiang, he doesn't need to take care of the house."
Meng Fu said "Ah", she looked at Su Cheng, and then went back to Jiang Yu.
Let him no longer have to worry about the house.
The car drove towards the edge of Beijing University and finally stopped at Su Cheng's duplex floor.
Meng Fu had agreed with Jiang Yu about the house. He tilted his head and looked at Su Cheng. "I'll give Assistant Jiang the order then." After thinking about it, he said sweetly: "Thank you."
Su Cheng parked the car with one hand still on the steering wheel. After hearing this, he paused, turned sideways, and said slowly: "You... want to say thank you to me?"
"...be polite."
Su Cheng lowered his head, looked into her eyes, wrapped his fingers around her side, and unbuckled his seat belt very slowly, his voice low: "Okay, how can I thank you?"
Meng Fu likes to show off very much: "...I have no money."
"Well," Su Cheng looked at her, his voice was still his usual cold voice, but looking at her dark eyes, there was something different and gentler than before. When he lowered his head slightly, his cold black eyes were misty. He said calmly, "Are you selling yourself?"
Meng Fuyou, who has been criticized by everyone in the entertainment industry, was tricked by himself: "..."
Su Cheng slowly approached, unbuckling his seat belt with his fingers without letting go. His facial features were heavily shadowed due to the less obvious lighting, making him look even more grim.
The space in the car is not large, and the air feels strange for no reason.
Meng Fu raised his head. She looked at Su Cheng, held the phone and pursed her lower lip, "I won't sell it for the time being."
"For the time being?" Su Cheng was going to open the passenger door. His eyelashes drooped, and his gaze moved from her inexplicably beautiful eyes to her slightly pursed lips. He murmured, "That means I agreed. ?”
The hand opening the door paused.
This somewhat direct gaze was a bit scorching. His face was less than ten centimeters away from hers, and there was a very light medicinal fragrance on his body, wrapped in a light breath.
Meng Fu: "Not completely..."
"Then tell me now," Su Cheng lowered his palms, hugged her slender waist through the cotton-padded jacket, and pulled her close to him. He lowered his head and got close to her, his Adam's apple rolled, and he still had a nice low voice. :"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 warm lips, gracefully yet forcefully.