Han Jinchu closed his eyes subconsciously, but the slap did not fall.
She opened her eyes in surprise, but saw Feng Qinlan's hand stopped in mid-air by herself.
"I can't beat you. If you get swollen, you won't have to go to school tomorrow." Feng Qinlan said angrily: "But you don't have to eat dinner today! Jinnian, go to dinner!"
Han Jinnian agreed, paced in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Han Jinchu, why do you say you have to ask for some punishment? Don't you also like the young master of the Mo family? I'm surprised, why don't you follow He said hello? Maybe they are really blind, and they still miss you."
"I went back to my room to do my homework." She didn't plan to answer Han Jinnian's words, and went sideways into the room and went straight back to the room.
"Han Jinchu! What are you pulling? I don't like you the most!" Han Jinnian roared behind her back, but she couldn't manage it.
What happened during the day today made her feel tired enough, and it just so happened that she was not in the mood to eat dinner, so she was right to lose weight!
Father Han’s voice came from outside the room. He parked the car back to the courier company before coming home: “Why doesn’t Jinchu come out to eat? Does she have no appetite?”
"Why don't you have any appetite! She! She took her mother's words to the ears, and didn't say hello to the young master of the Mo family all day long! Maybe she didn't even see each other! So her mother punished her not to eat dinner! "Han Jinnian deliberately kept talking old and loud, and the poor-quality door panels couldn't stop her voice at all, and all the words reached her ears.
"You always have to eat rice. Don't force her too much." Father Han sighed, "Is she still just a child."
"Oh, what you said is nice, have you settled the rent next month?" Feng Qinlan gave him a blank look, but turned to Han Jinnian and said, "Go and serve her a bowl of rice. She was already skinny like a monkey. If you lose weight, you will have to become bones! Little Master won't like a bone!"
"Oh..." Han Jinnian reluctantly went to serve the meal, walked to the door of her room, knocked twice on the door and said, "Hey, Han Jinchu, we have dinner!"
The door lock was broken, and Han Jinnian entered the room directly after knocking on the door regardless of whether he agreed or not.
She was sitting at the desk drawing something, Han Jinnian walked over a few steps: "Hey! It's dinner!"
The sudden sound made her startled, and quickly covered the painting: "Why don't you knock on the door when you enter the room?!"
"Knock? Are you deaf? I knocked so many times. Did you really not hear or pretend you didn't hear?" Han Jinnian gave her a white look and then looked at her objects: "What are you painting? "
"Nothing." She hurriedly collected the painting, and just about to put the painting in the drawer, when Han Jinnian rushed up and grabbed her hand, she moved back quickly while pulling open the painting to look at it.
In the painting, a young master wearing sunglasses stands on the ground, although only a few strokes, he draws people vividly.
What Han Jinnian has to admit is that Han Jinchu's painters are pretty good.
However, being a painter is doomed to death! Because painters are basically famous after they die.
"You return the painting to me!" Han Jinchu frowned. She almost didn't lose her temper to Han Jinnian, but this time, she looked very angry.
This proves that she has feelings for the young master of the Mo family, and the feelings are not shallow!
"This man... is very much like the little young master of the Mo family! Han Jinchu, you still have feelings for him? In that case, why don't you take the initiative to find him? For your own happiness and for the happiness of our family." Han Jinnian stepped forward, took the picture back, and threw it to her: "I advise you to go to see the young master of the Mo family tomorrow. Our family can rely on you now!"
After Han Jinnian finished speaking, he turned and left.
She was the only one left in the room.
The wind blew the scrolled painting away again, and the boy from the Mo family seemed so familiar and unfamiliar.
If he is still Xia Yichen, not the superior Mo Yichen, how good would it be
One night, passing through tossing and turning.
The next morning, the Mo family.
"Young Master, the information you want has been sorted out for you." The Mo family servant handed over a document before Mo Yichen got on the bus.
"Thanks." Mo Yichen nodded slightly and got into the car.
"Can I really not eat another strawberry tart?" Mo Ning asked pitifully to the servant's aunt, "Isn't it okay to eat one more bite?"
"Sorry, little lady... If you take another bite, I will be punished by the princess. You have gained two catties this month. It won't work if you continue this way. The little handsome guys now like slim girls!" The aunt persuaded me kindly.
"Ouuuu... Aunty bullying!" Mo Ning pouted a mouth and got into the car. Due to the school incident yesterday, there were eight bodyguards and two more cars following them today.
But these two are obviously used to the bodyguard following.
"Molemon, you are so fat as a pig, are you still eating?"
As soon as Mo Mengmen got into the car, Mo Yichen on the side said this abruptly.
"You... Mo Yichen! You say I'm fat again! I just have a little more meat!" She is obviously less than a hundred catties!
"Really? Does it make a difference?" Mo Yichen glanced at her with a smile, his poisonous tongue was always unbearable.
Molemon was immediately so angry that he got out of the car, walked to the front of the car and got in.
The faint smile in Mo Yichen's eyes showed that all he wanted was Mo Ning to sit in front of him with anger, so that no one would bother him to read the information!
"Young Master... You are..." The driver uncle looked at the rearview mirror in the car in astonishment. He hadn't seen the young master smile for a long time. Was it his dizzy eyes just now? He couldn't help asking, but the smile immediately faded.
"Let's go." He tightened his lips, lowered his head and turned over the information.
The information is only a few pages, and it's just a matter of Han Jinchu from this period of time. Regarding her previous incident, only a short sentence was written in the information: Feng Qinlan's gambling led to family failure, and ten years of uncertain residence.
Unsettled residence...
He suddenly remembered that he had sent a letter to Han Jinchu, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't reply. He always thought that Han Jinchu didn't like him, and didn't want to reply at all. Now it seems that things are not what he imagined.
Set his mind, he continued to read the information.
It said the school and class she was attending, that class... He recalled that today, he had been to almost all the high school classes to find someone, but he didn't see Han Jinchu's shadow. As for the class written in this information, he had obviously been to it.
Didn’t happen by chance, or... She deliberately avoided herself
If you haven’t met by chance, it’s naturally the best, if it’s deliberate...
He frowned and reached out to rub his temples.
The autumn was high and refreshing, and a new day in Emperor Zhong began again. The girls were standing at the gate of the school but did not go in. They were all looking at the street in front of them, as if they were waiting for some important people.