Doting on a wealthy family: Difficult to deal with a strong wife

"Pfft..." Ling Luo was amused by the words of his best friend and the exaggerated appearance, grabbed the handbag beside him, and lightly threw it over, "Who scared you. The Yin family just feels uncomfortable and doesn't know what to do Take it easy, you only care about playing games, and you don't care about Yinjia playing. Hmph!"

The little girl folded her arms around her chest and deliberately turned her head to the side, not looking at her friend.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his hand to scratch her armpit, immediately made Ling Luo giggle, and surrendered: "Oh, stop scratching, it's so itchy, stop quickly."

"Do you still dare to ignore me?" Zhang Xiaofan stopped, but did not take it back, but asked threateningly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, stop now, I'm afraid of you." Ling Luo giggled coquettishly, begging for mercy, "Good sister, quickly take back your hands."

Only then did Zhang Xiaofan let her go, withdrew his hand and sat down in front of her, and looked at her seriously: "Tell me, where did you go earlier? Why did you look like you were meeting your little lover when you left, and it was like meeting your rival when you came back?" Like? Could it be that someone can feed my little Lolo fly?"

"Bah, bah, you just ate flies. It's disgusting." Ling Luo immediately vomited in disgust after hearing the last sentence, "Can you talk properly?"

"Then why don't you hurry up and tell me what happened during the few hours you went out?" Zhang Xiaofan immediately put away his spoofing attitude and asked seriously.

Ling Luo rolled his eyes, carefully organized his thoughts, and then told the details of what happened today to his only friend.

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaofan heard that she went to Ouyang Mansion with Mrs. Ouyang, one of them didn't control the letter, his voice was raised eighteen degrees, and his eyes almost popped out.

It seems that he didn't realize that his voice was too high, but instinctively used a pair of small hands to cover his mouth that was opened wide because he felt incredible.

Ling Luo was taken aback by her sudden exclamation, and glared at her angrily: "Can you stop making such a fuss? It's the middle of the night, you scared me to death."

Zhang Xiaofan was so excited that he was overwhelmed. He grabbed Ling Luo's little hand flatteringly, and said incoherently: "No, my Miss Ling, do you really not know or fake? Don't you know, our Longhua Heaven, how many beauties are there, who want to go into Ouyang Mansion to see? How do you...how do you..."

Ling Luo was annoyed at first because she wasted this rare opportunity and ruined it because she was startled, and now she heard the words of her best friend, she waved her hand and said: "Okay, no matter how many people want to go in, It has nothing to do with me, anyway, it’s late at night, and I didn’t see it clearly when I got there. I’m tired, so I’m going to take a shower and sleep.”

"Hey, Luo Luo, come back and speak clearly." Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhang Xiaofan immediately reached out to grab her, and said flatteringly, "How could you just leave like this?"

"What else do you want?" Ling Luo's good temper has long been ruined by himself, with a little force, he shook off his friend's hand, "Don't ask, I beg you, okay?"

She was regretting that she missed this opportunity because of her fuss. Unexpectedly, her best friend would sprinkle salt on her wounds. She wanted to stay away from this kind of best friend for the time being.

As soon as Ling Luo entered the bathroom with the clothes in hand, there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom. The voices of Yin Junhao and the other two teenagers came anxiously: "Luo Luo, Xiao Fan, what's the matter with you two? What happened? What's the matter? Open the door, with us here, no one can hurt you."

Zhang Xiaofan was being left out by Ling Luo and was sullen. Hearing the voices outside, she yelled at the door angrily: "It's nothing to do with you. I'm just playing with Luo Luo."

The chattering sound outside the door immediately stopped, and it became quiet all of a sudden. After a long time, one of them replied weakly: "Okay, then let's go."

After saying this, after waiting for a while, the sound of their leaving footsteps reached Zhang Xiaofan's ears.

……

When Yue Feiyang returned to the base of the Shenlong team, the brothers had already assembled their troops and left through the dedicated channel. There was only a detailed combat report left in his office, and only after he came back to read it. Give them instructions immediately.

He threw down the key, sat on the chair, reached out to pick up the report, studied it in detail, and then communicated with his subordinates through remote video. After everything was dealt with, he lay down and rested in peace, but echoed in his mind. Looking at the contents of my sister's phone.

He turned over and sat up, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and found that it was already three o'clock in the morning. He shook his head again, stopped thinking about those troublesome things, closed his eyes, and performed the health-preserving exercises taught by his master, so that he could fall asleep quickly .

……

In the Imperial Capital in March, the weather was still very cold. Early in the morning on the weekend, on the campus of Imperial Capital University, many students who had worked hard for a week walked outside in twos and threes.

They should seize the good time of the weekend, relax themselves, recharge their spirits, and prepare for the next week of study.

Yue Feiyang was wearing a black leather jacket and a pair of windproof sunglasses. He drove a military jeep and stopped at the gate of Imperial University. He took out a certificate and handed it to the gate post. Stop in front of an office building.

As soon as he got out of the car, an old man with white hair and beard hurriedly greeted him at the door: "Comrade, you are welcome."

Yue Feiyang smiled politely: "Mr. Hu, why did you come out in person? This is really frustrating to the younger generation. You just need to wait in the office. I will go up by myself when I get there."

"Xiao Yang, there are not many talented and humble young people like you now. I am an old man. It is a blessing for the society that you are willing to teach in our school." Mr. Hu held Yue Feiyang's hand kindly and said , "Your talent, I have already learned from my superiors, and now our school lacks talents like you."

"Mr. Hu is too much, the junior is just a little bit good, not a talent." Yue Feiyang walked towards the teaching building while supporting the old man.

This old man is the former president of Imperial University, Hu Yiren. Although he has retired now, he still stays at the school as a doctoral supervisor, and lives on the campus.

"Xiao Yang, come, let me introduce you." The old man brought Yue Feiyang to the upstairs office and said to him enthusiastically.

Yue Feiyang swept his eyes and found that there were three middle-aged people in their fifties sitting inside, two men and one woman, the woman was of medium build, wearing a well-fitting blue suit, wearing a pair of reading glasses, with gentle eyes and a warm smile , Hearing the old man's voice, he raised his eyes from the computer screen and looked over.

The two men are tall and short. The tall one is about 1.9 meters tall. He is thin and has almost no sensuality on his body. His cheeks are sunken and his eyes are protruding.

If it was not daytime, and this person was sitting under a bright light, people would mistake him for a terrifying skeleton.