Yan Hua looked at him blankly, and Fei Shan was happy.
"Are you so surprised that you are speechless?"
"No, I was so scared that I couldn't speak." Yan Hua glared at him, "Are you too idle?"
Fei Shan shook his head: "Is it so weird that I like you?"
Yan Hua glanced at him and lowered her head to eat the food.
"I'm serious." Fei Shan's voice became serious, "Can you give me a chance?"
"We are not suitable for each other." Yan Hua said, "I am a widow and I have a son. You are a popular actor with a bright future. You will meet someone better in the future."
Fei Shan smiled and asked her: "What is better?"
"If you tell me from face, there should be no such thing." Yan Hua analyzed him seriously, "But it's much better than family background. Don't you all pay attention to being well-matched?"
"Our family is not particular." Fei Shan raised his eyebrows, "You can tell just by looking at my brother and sister-in-law."
Yan Hua shook her head: "We are not suitable anyway."
"Who is suitable? Lang Ruoxian..."
Yan Hua was stunned, and Fei Shan quickly said: "My sister-in-law didn't say that, I saw it last time. The way he looked at you was so obvious, and I'm not blind."
"It doesn't matter to us." Yan Hua said, even if there was before, there will be no more in the future.
Fei Shan gave her a piece of fish: "Does he think so too? I don't think he will give up, just because of what happened abroad?"
"We will meet sooner or later." Yan Hua put down her chopsticks, "If you want to say this today, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
"Don't refuse me in a hurry." Fei Shan smiled: "Look, if Lang Ruoxian continues to pester, what can you do? You are in the Lang family, you can't leave, you can't leave, you can only confront him head-on. .”
Yan Hua thought of Lang Ruoxian's temperament and said nothing.
"It will be different with me." The Fei family is fully capable of competing with the Lang family, and I am not afraid of Lang Ruoxian. So, I am your best choice.
This sentence was not spoken in his heart, it was Fei Shan who changed his mind temporarily. He felt that if he said this, there might be no chance at all.
"I know what you mean, but I don't need it." Sure enough, Yanhua twitched her lips, "Am I going to go to court with the Lang family to get the custody rights of Gungun, and then take him away?"
"I'm looking down on myself by doing this." Yan Hua lowered her head, "Stop talking, we are not suitable."
Although Lang Hongyue threatened her at first, others were very kind to her and Gungun. Maybe there will be disputes in the future, but not now.
"OK!" Fei Shan raised both hands, "Then at least don't stop me from pursuing you and give me a fair chance."
Her stomach ached after the meal. Yan Hua glared at Fei Ying after receiving Gun Gun: "You already knew that, right?"
"No, no, no, just a little earlier than you!" Fei Ying stretched out her little finger, "How about it? Did you reject my brother?"
Yan Hua ignored her, and Fei Ying begged for mercy: "Actually, my brother is really good. He is no worse than Lang Ruoxian, right? Although he doesn't have a company, he is not short of money. Besides, Fei still has half of his shares!"
"Come on, let's go home." Yan Hua picked up her son and turned to Fei Ying, "Next time you do this, I'll punish you by going to the foundation to work every day."
Fei Ying laughed and waved goodbye to her.
Yan Hua underestimated the capabilities of the paparazzi, and she made the headlines again the next day...
"Fei Shan and Yan Hua were having an intimate meal. Do you think something good is about to happen?" She sneered and called Fei Shan, "How are you going to deal with it?"
Fei Shan asked cautiously: "Do you suspect that I deliberately exposed them?"
"No." Yan Hua had no doubt at all, "You are not such a stupid person."
"Haha!" Fei Shan laughed, "Of course I'm not, don't worry, I'll post on Weibo and it will be solved later."
Yan Hua didn't know what Fei Shan was going to do, but she had an intuition that he could handle it. I went to give Gungun a bath. After I finished, I came out and saw that there were new headlines.
#@飞山, you have to join in the fun when Yan Hua and I are having dinner, okay now! I will never take you to dinner again.
This is Fei Ying’s Weibo, and Fei Shan forwarded it almost at the same time.
Netizens felt it was a pity. It turned out to be a dinner party for best friends, and their idol was there to enjoy the meal. Many people shouted to let Fei Shan and Yan Hua be together. Some people even said how beautiful they would be if they had a child.
"That husband is also very handsome, and the children Yan Hua will have after marrying him will be even more beautiful." Someone suddenly said this. However, they were soon drowned out by other messages. Lang Ruoxian punched the table, making his men tremble in fright.
There was a circle of people sitting in the conference room. Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the scholar.
The scholar waved his hand, and everyone quietly left with grateful expressions on their faces, and soon it was empty.
"Master." The scholar had to remind him, "If Miss Yan really doesn't forgive you, then I'm afraid you'll still be angry later. It's better to get used to it early."
Lang Ruoxian glanced at him coldly: "What's wrong with me?"
"Out of control." The scholar adjusted his glasses, "You haven't lost control in many years."
Yes... After that incident, he learned how to control his emotions. But now...
Lang Ruoxian rubbed his eyebrows, knowing that something was wrong with him. He looked at the air for a long time and then said, "Give me the car keys and I'll go out."
Yan Hua now tries not to go downstairs at night because she is afraid of running into Lang Ruoxian. Especially since she and Fei Shan made headlines again today, she was a little worried, but she didn't expect that the guy hadn't come back at eleven o'clock.
"...Really!" Yan Hua laughed at herself, thinking that she was just looking for trouble.
Isn't it a good thing that Lang Ruoxian didn't come back
I don't know when it started raining outside, and it got heavier and heavier. Yan Hua looked out the window. It was already November, and such heavy rain was rare. When she took a shower and prepared to go to bed, the rain did not let up, but the wind started blowing.
"Second Young Mistress!" The aunt outside knocked on the door.
Yan Hua put on some clothes and opened the door. She saw her aunt with a worried look on her face and said, "The news just issued a warning. A typhoon may be coming."
"Typhoon?" Yanhua turned around and found her phone, and saw that there was indeed a notification.
"The Meteorological Bureau has not detected it before, saying that a cloud suddenly drifted in." The aunt was a little worried, "If it really comes, we may not be able to get out."
The Lang family's villa area is next to the sea. When a typhoon comes, let alone the road, you can't get out of the windows.
"We usually prepare in advance, but today it was so sudden that we didn't even have food at home." Auntie continued to worry. We usually eat fresh vegetables at home, so we always buy them on the same day.
Yan Hua thought for a moment and said, "It's okay. As long as we have food and water, you can go to bed first! Besides, the typhoon may not really come."
After saying this, Yanhua went to bed and began to worry as she listened to the howling wind outside and the raindrops hitting the window. She covered Gungun with a quilt and closed her eyes. Go to sleep first and talk about it tomorrow...
"Master, we can't go back." The scholar hung up the phone, "The highway is closed."
Lang Ruoxian stood by the window, looking at the rain outside. Bai County is a small county near G City. It is in the other direction of the sea, so it does not have such a big impact.
"Take the first step." Lang Ruoxian picked up his coat.
The scholar stopped him: "Master, the typhoon has landed."
Yan Hua was woken up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Gungun rubbing his eyes. The wind was still howling outside, and the rain was beating against the windows as if it would rush in at any moment.
"Mama..." Gungun nuzzled into her arms and pointed at the curtains, "It's raining heavily!"
Yan Hua looked at her phone and saw it was past seven o'clock. She dressed Gungun and opened the curtains to take a look. It was so turbid outside that it was impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth, and everything was shrouded in a curtain of rain.
Gungun pressed his face against the window, shivering from the cold: "Mom?"
He had never seen such weather and was not sure if it was raining.
"This is a typhoon." Yan Hua took out a book about weather and turned to the typhoon page for him to read. "It is very powerful. The wind is very powerful and can blow away people and houses."
Gungun looked at the paintings in the album and threw himself into Yanhua's arms: "Gungun, don't be blown away... No!"
"If we stay in the house, we won't be blown away." Yan Hua led him to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Because of these words, Gungun didn't even come close to the window today, he stayed far away...
"Second Young Mistress!" The two aunts downstairs had already prepared breakfast, and they looked outside worriedly.
"There are side dishes for breakfast, but what about lunch? We can't just eat white rice..."
Yan Hua touched Gun Gun's head: "There are so many things at home, so just eat whatever you have. It doesn't matter. We also have instant noodles, pickles, bacon and so on."
In Yan Hua's opinion, this is nothing.
On the other hand, the two aunties kept mumbling about how Gungun could eat instant noodles that were too long or too short. In the end, Yan Hua stopped trying to persuade her. She was complaining and only had so much to eat.
Fortunately, there was no power outage or water supply, and even the mobile phone had signal. Both Fei Ying and Fei Shan called to inquire about the situation. Fei Ying also called out that she wanted to come over, but Fei Yi took the phone away and suppressed her.
"Mom!" Around noon, Gungun, who was sitting on the carpet watching cartoons, suddenly shouted.
Yan Hua was shopping on Taobao and was shocked when she looked up. The parasol in the yard was blown away at some point, and it blew messily against the tree. Yan Hua remembered that the pillar under the parasol was a big iron bump, which could be blown away...
"Don't blow Gungun!" Gungun patted his chest. He probably felt that such a big umbrella could be blown away, but his little fleshy ball would not be blown up to the sky. He patted himself to comfort himself, "You can't get out of here."
Yan Hua peeled an orange for him in a funny way and said, "Well, I won't blow away Gungun, my mother is here!"
Lunch was rice, and Yan Hua had to admire her aunts at home. They found a pineapple and made fried rice with pineapple and bacon. Then I fried the pickles in water, and they tasted pretty good.
"The weather forecast said that the typhoon won't leave until tomorrow." After dinner, Gungun took a nap, and Yanhua and Feiying chatted on WeChat.
Fei Ying: Lang Ruoxian is not at home
Yan Hua: Not here
Fei Ying made a snickering expression: I'm asking this for my younger brother.
She mentioned Lang Ruoxian, Yan Hua put down her hands and looked at the chaotic sky outside, where did this guy go...