She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Ah Zhan, I heard from my little cousin that there is a female classmate in their school who praises you as a good person everywhere."

In the afternoon, Qi Yu stayed in Yan Zhan's office to enjoy the air conditioning and didn't want to go out.

He came here to deliver something for his brother, but the sun was strong outside and he didn't want to go back so soon.

Qi Yu shared gossip about her little cousin and herself with Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan was busy with his work and didn't want to pay any attention to Qi Yu.

But, good guy?

He has never been a good person in his life.

"Someone has given you a nice guy card, but aren't you curious at all about who gave it to you?" Qi Yu walked over, supporting Yan Zhan's desk with both hands, determined to show her presence.

Yan Zhan still said nothing.

"It was the girl who sold you the jade. I heard that you stood up for her? You suppressed the cooperation with the Li family?"

It’s a pity that Chyi Yu doesn’t work as a paparazzi.

He really hears everything.

Manshu?

Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly. The little girl praised him as a good man?

"Hey, give me some feedback. I heard that the news has spread all over Yingcai that the little girl didn't learn her lesson and wanted to take shortcuts to get close to the head of the Yan family. Don't you have anything to say?"

Seeing that Yan Zhan still didn't say anything, Qi Yu simply sat down on his desk.

Yan Zhan finally raised his head and gave him a cold look.

Qi Yu immediately raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, I'll go down!"

After getting down from the table, Qi Yu became a little more obedient.

"Well, you're not really doing something with that little girl, are you?"

Three people make a tiger. Things that happen in school can become distorted as they spread.

"And the Li family, are you sure that Mrs. Li won't go out and say something nonsense?"

"She's not stupid." Yan Zhan didn't think that Mrs. Li would offend the Yan family just because her daughter had a conflict with her classmates at school.

Mrs. Li is not stupid, but she finds that there is someone in her family who is quite stupid.

"Grandpa, I seem to have upset Uncle San."

Yan Siyu went home early today, not daring to delay for a moment, just because she wanted to tell the old man about something before he went to bed.

"Hmm?" Old Master Yan half-closed his eyes and dozed off on the sofa.

When people get old, they have less energy.

At least you can't stay up late at night and go to bed at ten o'clock.

Although it's not time yet, it doesn't stop him from dozing off.

He has been hanging out at St. Paul's Hospital these days, playing chess and drinking tea with Old Man Ming.

Of course, he was the one who drank the tea, while Old Man Ming could only drink water.

"I don't know if Third Uncle will come back tonight. I want to apologize to him in person." Seeing that the old man was about to fall asleep, Yan Siyu hugged his arm and shook it.

The old man was shaken awake by her: "Huh? What are you apologizing for? How did you offend Ah Zhan?"

"It was Jiayin who had some unpleasantness with a new classmate. Jiayin thought that the new classmate had told the teacher about her, so she got angry and tore up the new classmate's draft paper. But no one knew that the new classmate would draw on the draft paper..."

She told the old man the whole story, emphasizing that Li Jiayin's mistake was unintentional and that the new classmate was being too assertive and unreasonable.

"I'm not trying to speak up for Jiayin, I just hope the two of them won't quarrel. After all, they are classmates and they still have to get along for a year."

"Uncle San must have misunderstood me."

Yan Siyu felt aggrieved and her eyes turned red.

Although Mr. Yan loves his granddaughter, he is not a person who cannot distinguish right from wrong.

Ah Zhan has always been aloof and would not stand up for a little girl for no reason.

"Who is that new classmate? Can he really design jewelry?"

A little girl who is still in high school actually understands design. Could it be that she learns from her family?

"Yes..." Yan Siyu hesitated to speak.