The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

After all, Liu Yingdie was only twenty-eight years old, which was the age when she transformed from an ignorant girl to an intellectual young woman, so her mentality changed quickly, and she forgot about Peng Chuan's bullying of her in the blink of an eye.

In other words, she doesn't want to think about it. Years of hardship have given her good self-regulation skills. After all, life has to go on.

Looking at Liu Yingdie who looked like a curious baby, Qin Fan was greatly surprised. This innocent expression on her face was so cute.

Then he chuckled and said in a funny way: "Actually, what you see is an illusion. I am over fifty years old, but I look young because I take good care of myself."

Qin Fan just made a joke, but Liu Yingdie believed it and showed a surprised expression, "Oh my god, you are so powerful, can you teach me?"

"... "

Qin Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "This... do you still take it seriously?"

"Puch..." Liu Yingdie smiled, like a delicate and blooming peony, "Take me as a fool, I am just playing along with your joke."

There was a faint blush on her face when she smiled, and her mature style was like a glass of mellow wine, making people intoxicated.

Qin Fan was a little distracted. The temptation for this man was too fatal. He swallowed and said in a dry voice: "Press it and see if it feels better."

Liu Yingdie looked at her arm. The scarred area had scabbed over, and the redness and swelling had subsided. The effect was exaggerated.

Her beautiful eyes flashed softly and she said, "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. You haven't had lunch yet. To express my gratitude, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Don't you have to pick Jingjing up from school?" Qin Fan asked.

"The shop is very busy at noon and they can't take care of her, so she eats at school at noon." Liu Yingdie replied.

"Oh, then go to your store, I just want to eat spicy hotpot."

"Okay, let me give you a taste of my craftsmanship."

The two were talking and laughing, and soon they arrived at the shop.

It can be seen that the business of the small shop is usually good. There are many students passing by on the road outside the small shop. Their eyes will glance at the closed shop door from time to time, with a regretful expression on their faces.

Liu Yingdie didn't prepare so many things, so she wouldn't open the door today. She asked Qin Fan to sit and wait while she went to work in the kitchen.

Qin Fan had nothing to do, so he turned on the TV hanging on the wall. The midday news was being broadcast, and the host with a sweet voice was reading seriously.

"Recently, our country will hold a grand Luotian Dajiao ceremony, which will last for twelve days. It is reported that delegations from all over the world have arrived at Baiyun Temple in the capital. This ceremony has attracted more than a thousand Taoists. It is the largest ceremony at home and abroad since the Ming Dynasty. The ceremony is grand, has the longest ceremony, and has the largest number of participants.”

"According to the announcement on the website of the relevant department, the host of the Luotian Dajiao is Wudang leader Yunhai Zhenren..."

The TV screen cut to an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a Taoist robe.

Qin Fan couldn't help but sigh when he saw a familiar face. Master Yunhai was an easy-going person. Although he was a Taoist figure, he had no airs and was quite respected in the ancient martial arts world.

Of course, high status is one thing, but more importantly, Master Yunhai is one of the few masters in the heaven realm. This is the main reason for his high status.

Then, the TV screen changed again, and Qin Fan stood up abruptly, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face.

In the solemn Taoist temple, there were more than a dozen people sitting. Qin Fan knew all of these people. Normally, he wouldn't be so surprised, but the key thing was that he saw four masters in the crowd.

I went. When the Luotian Jiao was held in the past, the four masters took turns to go. This was the first time they attended at the same time.

More than twenty factions from Zhengyi and Quanzhen, and nearly a hundred sects almost all participated. Such a large battle was truly unprecedented.

"The General Office of the CPC Central Committee and the General Office of the State Council issued the "Notice on the Establishment of the Provisional Luotian Dajiao Mobilization Committee". The relevant notice is as follows..."

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and smelled something unusual. Both the ancient martial arts community and the government seemed to attach too much importance to this Luotian Festival... Does it have any special significance?

"You like to watch the news? This is really strange. Not many young people watch the news nowadays."

Liu Yingdie came out with a bowl of cooked Malatang. When she saw him watching the news intently, she couldn't help but smile.

Qin Fan came back to his senses and chuckled: "It's okay, just take a look."

He can't say that most of the people who appear on the news are his juniors, right?

"The spicy hotpot is ready, try it and see if it tastes good." Liu Yingdie put the bowl in front of him, then sat next to him, looking at him expectantly.

Qin Fan poked a beef ball with a bamboo skewer and put it into his mouth. After chewing it for two times, his eyes widened. He gave a thumbs up and praised: "It tastes delicious and rich in texture. It's amazing!"

Liu Yingdie smiled brightly and said: "It's delicious, just eat more. If it's not enough, I won't make it again."

"That's enough, that's enough. You haven't eaten either. Let's eat together." Qin Fan pushed the bowl over.

"No, I'm afraid you don't have enough." Liu Yingdie smiled.

This spicy hotpot tasted really good. Qin Fan was addicted to it and stuffed things into his mouth one after another.

The smile on Liu Yingdie's face was even bigger. As a chef, there is nothing happier than others enjoying the food you make.

After eating, Qin Fan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth clean, and said with a satisfied expression: "I'm so full."

"Do you want more?" Liu Yingdie asked.

"No need." Qin Fan waved his hand, glanced at Liu Yingdie's arm, his heart moved, and asked: "Sister Liu, why did you go to find Peng Chuan?"

"... "

Liu Yingdie's smile froze, she shook her head and sighed: "It's nothing, don't ask."

"Sister Liu, after all, I am also Jingjing's godfather. If you have something to hide, just tell me." Qin Fan pursued without giving up.

"This..." Liu Yingdie looked embarrassed, then sighed and said quietly: "Well, someone in my family is critically ill and hospitalized. I urgently need a lot of money for surgery, so I wanted to borrow some money from Peng Chuan."

Qin Fan frowned, seeming to be thinking about something. After a while, he took out a card from his pocket and said, "Sister Liu, there are hundreds of thousands in this card. It's my salary card. Take it and use it." Bar."

The salary and benefits of being a teacher at Pengda University are quite good. In addition, the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a key municipal construction project with abundant funds, so the teacher's salary is also quite high. The annual salary is about 300,000, and there are five insurances and two housing funds. The treatment is very good. Called rich.

But these hundreds of thousands are nothing to Qin Fan. If he is willing, he can raise tens of billions of dollars in minutes.

Liu Yingdie would definitely not accept it and quickly refused: "No, I can't ask for your money."

"Take it, do you still want to find Peng Chuan?" Qin Fan put the card on the table and said.

Liu Yingdie bit her red lips lightly and was about to speak when Qin Fan continued: "Don't hesitate. It's not a loan from anyone. I won't charge interest."