The Monster President is going crazy again

The night before school, the girl packed her books, went to bed early and had a good sleep, so that she could go to school to see her teachers and classmates in the best condition the next day.

Just thinking about it makes me happy.

the next morning.

The girl got up at 6 o'clock, washed, changed her clothes, carried her pink schoolbag, opened and closed the door, and skipped past the man's room.

The sound of her jumping footsteps was particularly piercing in the corridor. Even after she walked away, you could still hear the girl humming happily.

The tall man opened the door of the room and followed her with his long legs.

She was wearing a skirt that just reached her knees. Her exposed calves were white, thin and straight. She had a pink schoolbag on her back. She looked like a middle school student.

When the girl walked downstairs, the first person she saw was He Wenhao.

He stood in the restaurant, waiting for Ye Yan to come out.

The man hadn't woken up yet. The girl thought, if she finished breakfast and went out early, maybe she wouldn't even see him. That would be great!

She looked at the breakfast on the table, rolled her eyes, and asked tentatively:

"Ah Hao, can I eat first? I'm in a hurry to go to school."

Before He Wenhao could answer, Ye Yan just walked down the stairs.

He Wenhao shifted his focus:

"Boss."

When the girl heard Ah Hao calling him, her heart tightened, but she still didn't dodge.

Ye Yan walked to the dining table but did not sit down. He stared at the girl with his green eyes and raised his eyebrows, as if to say: Don’t you know how to call people?

The girl noticed his gaze, lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and called out "Uncle."

not bad.

The man then sat down with satisfaction. Only after he sat down could others sit down.

The girl lowered her head and concentrated on eating. Her cheeks were bulging with food and she looked like she had a good appetite.

In fact, the girl was in a hurry and wanted to eat quickly and go to school early.

Ye Yan looked at her eating with relish and felt inexplicably in a good mood.

Less than 10 minutes later, the girl put down her bowl and chopsticks and said cheerfully:

"Uncle, I'm full, can I go first?"

She looked at Ye Yan with her big eyes, asking for his consent.

The girl has become well-behaved. At this critical juncture, it is better not to offend him. It will never go wrong to be sweet-mouthed and call him a few more times.

The man was still chewing something. The girl was waiting for him to nod in agreement. The man looked up at He Wenhao:

"Ah Hao, you take her there."

He Wenhao is Ye Yan's personal bodyguard, and also works part-time as his exclusive driver and right-hand man. Unless it is under normal circumstances, he will never leave Ye Yan's side.

Ye Yan asked him to send her off, which shows how much he values ​​the girl.

"Okay, boss."

When the limited edition Maybach drove up to the girl, Hao saw that she seemed a little worried. He got out of the car, walked around to the back seat, opened the door for her, and asked:

"what happened?"

The girl shook her head and said, "It's okay."

As we drove down the mountain from the castle, into the city center, and were about to go to Kyoto University, the girl said anxiously:

"Ah Hao, you can just stop here."

He Wenhao was puzzled, so he stopped the car and turned to look at the girl.

The girl asked, "Can you change to a more low-key car next time?"

He Wenhao thought for a moment and said:

“This is already the most low-key one in the garage.”

Okay, just pretend she didn't say anything.

What kind of low-key car could that person have?

Four-seater cars are considered low-key. If it is a two-seater sports car, those dazzling red, glaring blue, and strange-looking ones, driving on the street can cause traffic jams.

After thinking about it, the girl also felt that it was true.

If Ah Hao had changed to a two-seater sports car and drove it here, he would probably attract the attention of the entire school.

Wen Xiaonuan didn't want to stand out so much.

When the girl was about to get off the bus, He Wenhao handed her a bank card and said, "This is from the boss. Use it for lunch."

The girl didn't dare to answer, she looked at He Wenhao eagerly and asked:

"Ahao, has my father's inheritance been transferred? If it has been, I will have money and I don't have to spend his money."

The meaning is obvious, the girl doesn't want to spend a man's money.

"Because my house was burned down, I couldn't provide many documents. I needed to apply for certificates one by one to transfer my property. This takes some time. It's not that fast."

"Oh, okay, then can you lend me some money? I'll pay you back after I've completed the formalities, okay?"

He Wenhao finally figured it out. Would she rather borrow money than spend the boss's money?

"Keep the card and return the money to the boss when the time comes," said He Wenhao.

"No, lend it to me."

The girl insisted, and He Wenhao couldn't just refuse to lend her the money, so he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to the girl.

"No need to pay it back."

This stack of money looked like it was worth 10,000 yuan. The girl reached out and pulled out a few bills, saying:

"That's enough. Thank you, Hao."

He Wenhao was really not used to someone saying thank you to him, but he felt comfortable hearing a girl’s thank you.

He Wenhao smiled.

The girl opened the door and got out.

Soon, the girl mixed in with a group of college students, and He Wenhao watched her walk into the school.

He sat in the car for a while, making sure everything was fine before he drove back to the mountain.

When He Wenhao handed the bank card to Ye Yan, his face was so dark that ink seemed to drip out of it.

"He Wenhao, if you dare to lend her money again, you won't get any commission from the missions."

Calling him by his full name, it seems like he is not joking.

He Wenhao was helpless.

He was provoking someone.

It’s so hard to be a human being.

Since the girl went to school, the man has seen her less often.

She eats lunch at school at noon, and the man only sees her at breakfast and dinner time. She leaves after breakfast in the morning and returns to her room after dinner in the evening. The communication between the two is almost zero.

One day at dinner time, the girl came back from school and walked in happily.

Seeing Ye Yan sitting at the dining table, it was obvious that he was waiting for her to have dinner.

He Wenhao saw that the atmosphere was not right and stood aside.

The girl put down her schoolbag, washed her hands, and sat obediently at the dining table.

A box was pushed in front of her.

"Here's a cell phone, take it."

The most popular mobile phone brand nowadays, or the latest model, the girl stared at the mobile phone box blankly, without reaching out her hand, she said:

"I do not need."

The girl's voice was cold.

She didn't want him to buy it.

The man's face was as black as charcoal.

What a ungrateful thing.

He said it as if he was begging her for it.

The man felt a little regretful for letting her go to school.

Ye Yan sneered and said unhappily:

"By the way, the money in Professor Wen's account was the salary I paid him. Now my medicine is gone, and I don't have the formula anymore, so I can get my salary back, right?"

The girl’s eyes widened into the size of bells. Is there anything like this?

This bad guy!

"You bastard..." He forced himself to hold back the word "dump".

If she scolded him and made him angry, would he not let her go to school?

The girl frowned, bit her lips angrily, and glared at Ye Yan with a fierce look.

The man smiled proudly, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The girl immediately took the phone on the table in her hand. She would rather take it than miss it. This bad guy had withheld her father’s money. Now, she couldn’t pay back the money she borrowed from Ahao.

The man glanced at her and said, "Huh? Just accept it obediently."

The hand pulled it away quickly, as if afraid that he would regret it the next second.

You little brat, I can't control you!