Fortunately, Ye Fan didn't say anything, and closed her eyes again. In fact, she had guessed it a long time ago, but now she just confirmed something.
The corners of the lips rose slightly, fool.
Huo Qiu carefully glanced at her in the rearview mirror, temporarily relieved.
When he arrived at school, Huo Qiu eagerly went to open the door for Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Madam, can you do nothing about this matter?"
Ye Fan nodded: "Yeah."
Huo Qiu's eyes lit up, his face full of joy, and he bowed cautiously to Ye Fan, "Madam, you are so kind."
Ye Fan laughed and waved his hand.
Huo Qiu immediately smiled doglegally: "Young lady walk slowly."
Ye Fan carried his schoolbag and went in.
She didn't take it seriously, but Ye Fan, who was being talked about, had long been the focus. The school gate came and went, and someone took a picture of Huo Qiu bending over and bowing.
Although it cannot be posted in the forum, everyone has a private group, not only photos but also videos. Ye Fan, who was originally very popular, has once again become the subject of discussion.
"Ye Fan Ye Fan." When Cheng Jiake saw her coming, he quickly grabbed her and showed her the video of the morning. "This was taken in the morning by someone, the forum is not available, and you are going crazy in private. Is it really the hidden rich second generation?"
"..." Ye Fan almost burst out laughing, but still said solemnly: "No."
Cheng Jiake grabbed his hair and looked distressed: "But now everyone is discussing you. Some people say that you have found your biological father, and some say that you have been contracted. Some say you are a rich second generation, some say yes. Uncle Greasy, in short, I have everything."
Ye Fan took a look and didn't care. Instead of caring about this, he might as well think of a method to heal Huo Jingyan.
There was only one class in the morning. After the class, she went to the library to find materials. It was impossible for her to sit and wait.
After finding a few books and sitting in the corner, she sent a WeChat message to Butler Xu and asked how Huo Jingyan was.
Steward Xu: [Master hasn’t woken up yet, so don’t worry, Mrs. Young, I will always be here watching Master]
Ye Fan put away her mobile phone. She is holding a book about acupuncture and moxibustion. The theoretical knowledge in class and the books she read before, she has learned almost, but now she only lacks practice.
Just when Ye Fan was in a daze holding the silver needle, a voice of negative test came over.
"Are you self-harming?"
Ye Fan was taken aback, and the silver needle in his hand almost fell to the ground, frowning as he watched the visitor: "What does it have to do with you."
Get up with a book and prepare to leave.
Mo Wenlang grabbed her arm, Ye Fan threw him away like a frightened rabbit, and said vigilantly: "This is the school, Professor Mo."
Deliberately bite the three words Professor Mo very hard.
Mo Wenlang looked at her with dark eyes, with a secret smile on his face: "Isn't it all about school?"
Ye Fan looked back at him indifferently: "Mo Wenlang, I said, if you have any conspiracies, come at me, but I won't be threatened by you again."
Mo Wenlang smiled, but the smile was full of sullen scalp, making the scalp numb: "I thought you could not stand the gossip, hiding here to self-mutilate, it seems that I was wrong."
Ye Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, especially at school.
But Mo Wenlang's tall body blocked the only exit, and she could only stand here in a stalemate with him: "You get out of the way."
Mo Wenlang's eyes sank, with a cold glow in his eyes, and the smile on the corners of his lips disappeared. He slowly walked towards her step by step with a cold anger. To Ye Fan, it was like a mountain facing her. Squeeze it down and make her breathless.
"If I'm not mistaken, the sick seed is sick again, didn't you harm yourself with the silver needle, but try to target it with your own body?"
Ye Fan held onto his schoolbag tightly and forced himself to look up at him: "Mo Wenlang, what I do has nothing to do with you, you are not qualified to control me."
"I'm not qualified?" Mo Wenlang looked down and sneered: "You are right, I am not qualified, but our transaction is not over yet."
Ye Fan's heart tightened, scolding him shamelessly, and worried that they would be seen by others. Although he was unwilling, he still accepted his fate.
"I will find time to find you, so please get out of it."
Mo Wenlang snorted coldly, looked down at her very oppressively, and said quietly, "Lu Xiaoqi, if Aunt Zhen is still here..."
Ye Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at him in astonishment: "What do you call me?"
Mo Wenlang said with an unclear expression: "Lu Xiaoqi."
Hearing that, Ye Fan stared at him blankly, as if he wanted to see a familiar shadow on his face, but there was none.
Lu Xiaoqi was her name before her mother died, and she became Ye Fan when she came back with Ye Xueyi. She knew that her name was Lu Xiaoqi must be someone she knew before, but she felt that the person in front of her, whether it was appearance or temperament strange.
After the shock, Ye Fan became more vigilant: "Who are you?"
Seeing the more and more obvious vigilance in her eyes, Mo Wenlang laughed self-deprecatingly: "Who do you think I am?"
Ye Fan took a deep breath: "No matter who you are, I don't want to know, please let me go now."
Mo Wenlang's eyes became deep and complicated, and finally he laughed twice as if helplessly, stepped back and gave her a way.
Ye Fan didn't care what he was thinking. After getting free, he quickly walked past him.
Mo Wenlang's voice came over behind him: "It's really sad, Xiao Qi."
Hearing the name Xiao Qi, Ye Fan had a pause, but in the end she left.
After leaving the library, Ye Fan kept wondering who Mo Wenlang was. He had never seen someone like him in her memory, so how did he know her.
Also, he seems to have mentioned his mother.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan stopped completely. He called his mother Aunt Zhen. Does he really know his mother
Her mother used to be Lu Zhen, but later changed her name to Lu Zhiqin. Very few people know her mother's original name.
She doesn't want to know who Mo Wenlang is, but she wants to know what happened to her mother, maybe...
Maybe she still knows who her biological father is.
Together, this thought seems to have taken root and sprouted in the bottom of my heart.
A cold wind blew, and Ye Fan instantly sobered up a lot, knowing who his father was, so what would happen to him. For so many years, he ignored their mother and daughter. There must be a reason why his mother took her away back then.
Maybe, her biological father didn't even know her existence, maybe he already had his own family.
Thinking about it this way, the thoughts that just came up were suppressed by reality.
Tighten your clothes tightly, look at the gray sky, let the flow go!
However, Ye Fan didn't let Ye Fan wait long, and Mo Wenlang sent her a text message, which was still an unfamiliar number.
[Xiao Fanfan is so ruthless, anyhow I even hugged you before, carried you on my back, bought you candy, you called me Brother Lang before]