On the way back, Ye Fan tilted his head to one side and closed his eyes, obviously refusing to communicate with him.
Huo Jingyan also pressed his lips tightly and did not speak, the cabin was silent and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed.
When he returned to Huo's house, butler Xu, who had received the news in advance, had already prepared dinner. Ye Fan, who hadn't eaten at Yi Xiuping's place, washed his hands and sat at the dining table for dinner, too lazy to talk to him.
"You go cook." Huo Jingyan snatched the chopsticks from her hand and looked at her condescendingly.
"I'm not your cook." Ye Fan wanted to snatch the chopsticks from him, and Huo Jingyan raised the chopsticks so that she couldn't get it at all.
Huo Jingyan said with a black face: "I haven't eaten yet, what qualifications do you have to eat."
Ye Fan choked, pushed aside the chair and got up. At this moment, she really wanted to leave him and go upstairs.
But when he saw his sickness, Ye Fan took a deep breath, his eyes were scary and calm, and he went to the kitchen.
Huo Jingyan was sitting on the chair that Ye Fan had just sat on, holding her chopsticks in her hand, turning the chopsticks lightly with her white, slender and beautiful fingers, and her dark eyes were deep.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan held a bowl of egg noodles expressionlessly and placed it heavily in front of him.
Huo Jingyan just glanced, and looked up at her: "You let me eat this kind of food?"
Ye Fan: "I love to eat or not."
With that said, I'm going to bring back the egg noodles.
But Huo Jingyan moved faster than her, guarding the bowl of egg noodles, staring at her: "Mine."
Even if you don't eat it, it's his.
Ye Fan ignored him, ate quickly, and went upstairs regardless of whether he would eat or not.
Back in his room, Ye Fan turned on the phone and saw Yi Xiuping's reply to her.
Professor Yi: [It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about it, don’t worry about your teacher, she is fine, don’t be late for class tomorrow. 】
Although Yi Xiuping said it was okay, Ye Fan still regretted letting Huo Jingyan go to his house.
Ugh.
After checking the time, Ye Fan was a little worried about Qiao Luo, and called Qiao Luo: "Luoluo, are you going home?"
Qiao Luo: "I'm at home, and I came back after I accompanied them for a meal just now. By the way, I saw Huo Qiu at the entrance of the school. Didn't you tell her you went to Professor Yi's house for dinner?"
Ye Fan knew that she didn't want to talk about family affairs and deliberately changed the subject. The two chatted a few words and then hung up the phone after making sure that Qiao Luo was okay.
In the apartment next to the university town, Qiao Luo was sitting on the carpet with his back leaning on the sofa. There were a few bottles of wine on the coffee table, and the wine was poured in a tall glass.
"It's boring to drink alone." In such a big apartment, she is the only one left. Quietly, it is inevitable that people feel lonely, and even drinking becomes boring.
The phone just put down rang again, this time it was from Qiao Zhiyan.
Qiao Luo didn't answer, and instead poured a glass of wine for himself, but the other party kept beating, as if he was going to hit her until she picked it up.
Qiao Luo answered the phone impatiently: "Uncle Six, you are so annoying, you still keep calling if I don't answer your call. I'm fine, and I'm home, so you can rest assured."
The other party's deep and deep voice came: "Qiao Luo."
Qiao Luo lowered his eyes, his eyelashes quivered, and he bit his lower lip: "Sorry Uncle Six, I'm really good, you don't have to call all the time. I am not a three-year-old kid anymore, I am twenty-three, so..." At this point, she choked a little, "Can you just leave me alone, can I beg you?"
Since she broke off with the Qiao family, and everyone in the Qiao family, except for Qiao Zhiyan, she cares about her as always, worried about her, and will give her pocket money as before, regardless of whether she needs it or not. A lot of pocket money was credited to her account every month. Knowing that she wanted to live outside, she simply bought an apartment not far from the school for her to move in.
Even her biological parents didn't come to trouble her all these years because of him. If it weren't for her brother's illness and hospitalization, she would have thought that her biological parents had found it in their conscience, but it was not.
The more I thought about it, the less it was in Qiao Luo's heart, and the tears flowed down his cheeks: "Qiao Zhiyan, I am no longer your niece, can you just leave me alone."
There is a pair of greedy parents, and a younger brother who is sick and hospitalized. These are her drags and have nothing to do with him.
Without waiting for a response from the other party, she hung up and cried depressed with her knees.
…
The next day, after the class, Ye Fan went to Yi Xiuping, but He Youwei told him that there was something at home that Yi Xiuping could not come today.
He Youwei pulled Ye Fan aside and asked in a low voice, "Ye Fan, what kind of grudge does your boyfriend have with his wife?"
Ye Fan shook his head: "I don't know either."
He Youwei said, "Mother cried after you left yesterday. I didn't dare to stay too much. The professor did not come today. It must have something to do with her."
Ye Fan frowned and wanted to call Yi Xiuping anxiously. He Youwei said, "I've called just now, and even if something happens, the professor won't tell you."
But Ye Fan still fought, and the result was the same as He Youwei said.
Ye Fan said, "If you don't leave school, I'll go to see your mother."
He Youwei said: "Then I will go too."
"What are you talking about?" Wan Ziyue walked over at this time, "Where did you just say you want to go?"
Ye Fan didn't say a word, He Youwei smiled and said: "Nothing, what about you, what is so happy?"
Wan Ziyue's gaze swept across the two of them, then raised the A4 paper in her hand, and said triumphantly: "I have prepared another paper. This is my essay outline. I think if my paper Once the thesis is finished, maybe I can graduate early."
He Youwei looked carelessly: "What kind of paper is so great."
Wan Ziyue glanced at Ye Fan. Ye Fan thought she thought she was getting in the way and left.
He Youwei didn't have much interest: "Wan Ziyue, why have you been obsessed with writing papers recently? You have been killed by the professor for writing so much before, and you still don't give up."
Wan Ziyue was confident: "This time it must be different, wait and see!"
He Youwei cut his voice: "Don't you think that you started to swell when you published a paper last time, I tell you, you still have to be down-to-earth."
Wan Ziyue immediately became angry: "Don't look down on people."
With that said, Wan Ziyue threw the outline of her thesis on his face.
He Youben who was thrown a face wanted to get angry, but was stunned when he saw the outline of the paper.
Seeing this, Wan Ziyue immediately said, "How about it, don't you look silly?"
Why did you pick up the scattered A4 papers, the baby's face was full of disbelief: "This is... yours?"
This is clearly the outline of the thesis belonging to Ye Fan that he saw in Professor Yi's office when he handed in his homework yesterday.
Seeing that his face was wrong, Wan Ziyue quickly snatched the outline of his thesis from him, with an aggrieved appearance with red eyes.
"Why, don't go too far, I know you look down on me, but you can't slander me either."
After speaking, he took the outline of the paper in his arms and ran away crying.