Invincible daughter-in-law

He Zhuolun looked at the pulled arm and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Lang Yan hesitated to speak, and then smiled: "It's okay, I just want to pinch your face, thank you for inviting me to dinner today."

He squeezed He Zhuolun's face with both hands, and quickly ran into the room.

"You..." He Zhuolun was in so much pain that he wanted to catch him back and beat him up, but when he saw the embarrassment on Lang Yan's face, he knew that this person must be embarrassed to say thank you in person, so he made the gesture of pinching his face cover up.

He laughed angrily on the spot: "This guy..."

He Zhuolun rubbed his aching face and walked into the room.

Wu Shu, who was waiting for his return, immediately left to take out the slippers for He Zhuolun: "Master, Mr. Fang Er passed away _ hours ago."

He Zhuolun paused as he changed his shoes, and frowned: "Passed away so soon?"

"Mr. Fang Er is old, and it is expected that he cannot be treated successfully. Besides, there are fierce internal struggles in the Fang family. Maybe someone will take the opportunity to kill Mr. Fang." Wu Shu stood up: "The Fang family will be here The funeral will be held tomorrow, and members of our He family will definitely go to pay respects, so I don't know if the young master wants to go in person or send someone over."

"Mr. Fang Er is the only person in the Fang family who wants to have a peaceful relationship with the He family. Because of him, the two families can be peaceful for a while. Now that he has passed away, if I don't go to worship in person, it will be both emotional and reasonable." It can't be justified, and it will also make people in other families feel disappointed." He Zhuolun changed back to his shoes: "Prepare the car, return the money

home_time. "

"Yes." Wu Shu immediately went out to ask someone to prepare the car.

He Zhuolun called to Lang Yan who was sitting on the sofa: "Lang Yan, come here."

When Lang Yan heard He Zhuolun call him by his name directly, and his expression was serious, he also put on a serious look and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The second old man of the Fang family has passed away, and I need to go back to my home to prepare." He Zhuolun put his hand on Lang Yan's shoulder: "Although I don't know why you have been following me, I must warn you, the second of the Fang family You must not go to the old man's funeral."

Lang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Is this funeral dangerous?"

"Well, accidents can happen at any time."

Lang Yan smiled: "So, you are worried that something will happen to me, aren't you?"

He Zhuolun frowned.

At this time, Wu Shu came in and said, "Master, the car is ready."

"Well, I'm leaving." He Zhuolun finished speaking to Lang Yan, turned and left the hall.

Facing the empty hall, Lang Yan yelled out of boredom: "It's so boring."

He turned around and went upstairs to take a shower and rest, when his cell phone rang, he took out his cell phone and saw He Zhuolun's name displayed on it, doubts flashed in his eyes: "How long have you been away, why don't you just call me?"

He pressed the answer button: "Young Master He, what else can I order."

He Zhuolun said: "Remember what I said just now, don't go to Mr. Fang Er's funeral." Lang Yan snorted.

I thought I would say something.

"and also……"

Lang Yan asked lazily, "What else?"

He Zhuolun was silent for a moment, then said: "I will be worried."

Lang Yan was slightly taken aback.

Before he could react, the phone had returned to silence.

"Hang up?" Lang Yan looked at the phone and chuckled: "If you say you are worried about me in front of me, can't you say it? You have to express it through the phone."

When he was thanking He Zhuolun just now, he seemed to feel very embarrassed, and he couldn't say thank you in a serious way.

Lang Yan put the phone aside, lay down on the bed, and murmured, "This feeling is really strange." When Elisa's mother and the others cared about him, they just felt warm in their hearts, but He Zhuolun's concern not only made him It feels warm, but also sweet, so sweet that the corners of the mouth can't help but rise, and I feel very happy.

Obviously they are all concerned, why is the mood different?

Having said that, when he returned to Country Z, he wanted to trouble He Zhuolun, so why did he listen to He Zhuolun's advice and not go to the funeral of Mr. Fang Er?

Lang Yan quickly picked up his cell phone and called Zhao Shanshan: "Sister Shanshan, what are you doing?

Do you have time to talk to seniors about life? "

As soon as Zhao Shanshan heard this, she knew that Lang Yan wanted to find her for something, and said with a smile: "Yes, I really want to know how the senior's life is progressing with that handsome guy last time?"

Lang Yan narrowed his smile: "He and I have reached the bed."

Zhao Shanshan happily asked: "Really? Senior, you didn't lie to me, did you? Which of you is below?"

Lang Yan was helpless and funny: "Obviously I lied to you. I came to you this time to ask if you know about the funeral of the second old man of the Fang family?"

"How can I not know about such a big thing? My dad has already received the invitation letter. The funeral of the second old man of the Fang family will be held at the Jiulongshan Funeral Home at nine o'clock tomorrow. Senior, why are you asking this?" Lang Yan didn't agree. Concealment: "I just want to know the time and place of the funeral, and then, see how to get into it."

The funeral of the second son of the Fang family will be heavily guarded, and it is impossible to let anyone in casually.

"Senior, if you want to attend the funeral, you can go in with us."

"No, I'll find a way to get in, and if you see me then just pretend not to see me, you know

? ”

Lang Yan didn't want to get involved with the Zhao family, so after hanging up the phone, he went to take a shower and sleep, not in any hurry about tomorrow's affairs.

After 08:30 the next morning, various wreaths and many high-end cars were placed outside the gate of the Jiulongshan Funeral Parlor. chat.

When Lang Yan came outside the funeral home, he was not in a hurry to go in. He first observed the situation outside, and then he stole the invitation letter from the person who came to the funeral without bodyguards, and entered the funeral home smoothly

In the funeral home, the guards are heavily guarded, and the bodyguards of the Fang family can be seen almost every five meters. Moreover, every 2 minutes, there will be a team of bodyguards from the Fang family patrolling past. In addition, there are security inspections at the door. Meter, check the person for a deadly weapon.

After Lang Yan entered the funeral home, he also made some observations before going to the blind corner of the monitor and waiting.

"Lang...Master Lang?" A familiar voice with uncertainty came into Lang Yan's ears.

He turned his head, and an old man in a black suit walked towards him. The unfamiliar yet familiar stern face made him squint his eyes: "Butler Fei?"

This Steward Fei was the one who sent him to study at Tansana Academy.

He didn't have much affection for this man, and every time he met, he would be reminded that his future obligation was to take good care of his future husband, or he would be asked to memorize the family rules, and then, the next time he met, he would be tested on how well he memorized.

Moreover, the two did not meet many times. Before he was 16 years old, he went to school to see him once every two years. After that, after seeing him once that year, they never met again. Therefore, the two also

Not much communication.

Butler Fei's eyes were full of surprise. Before he left, he lowered his voice and asked, "Master Lang, why are you here?"

Lang Yan asked him back, "Why can't I be here?"

Butler Fei said bluntly: "According to the requirements we have set with Tanzana Academy, you are only allowed to return to Country Z after graduation."

A sarcasm flashed in Lang Yan's eyes: "So, I'm back after graduation."

"What?" Fei Butler's eyes were full of disbelief: "You graduated? You really graduated? How is this possible?"

Back then, because the master didn't like this boy's daughter-in-law very much, when he sent Lang Yan to Tanshana School, he specially set up all the courses in the college with Principal Tanyaya, and each subject had to be awarded Excellent grades are allowed to graduate and return home.

It is conceivable that it is not an easy task to graduate, and maybe you will not be able to graduate in your lifetime.Now, Lang Yan told him that he had graduated, of course he couldn't believe it.

"Does Steward Fei want to see my diploma? It was issued to me by Principal Tanyaya herself." "No need."

After a while, Steward Fei managed to suppress the shock in his heart. He really didn't know how this child did it. Maybe this child is what people call a genius?

I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!

"Master Lang, since you have returned to China, why don't you come to me?"

Lang Yan looked at him funny: "Looking for you? Butler Fei, if I remember correctly, in the past 20 years,

You never told me how to contact me, how do you want me to find you? "

What's more, when he graduated, he never thought of contacting Steward Fei. When he returned to Country Z, he was also a person who avoided Steward Fei and came back secretly.

Butler Fei frowned: "You can ask the principal."

"Steward Fei, you must not know that Principal Tan Yaya suffered from dementia five years ago, right?"

Butler Fei frowned. He really didn't know about this matter. Ever since the incident happened ten years ago, he had seldom cared about Lang Yan and Tan Shana's actions.

He looked at Lang Yan carefully, and he was very satisfied with his outstanding temperament.

Butler Fei asked: "Since Young Master Lang is back, what are the plans of Young Master Lang? By the way, where does Young Master Lang live now? Do you need me to arrange a place to live?"

"I have already found a place to live, so I don't need to worry about the housekeeper."

Lang Yan guessed that Steward Fei appeared here, and that He Zhuolun should be nearby, so while talking to Steward Fei, he unconsciously swept his eyes around the crowd, looking for the figure of He Zhuolun

Butler Fei asked again: "I wonder if Master Lang can tell me the contact method?"

"I believe that with Fei's ability, there should be a way to contact me."

Steward Fei saw that Lang Yan didn't want him to find him, so he smiled indifferently: "As far as I know, Master Lang doesn't know anyone from the Fang family, so why did he come to the funeral of the second old man of the Fang family?"

Lang Yan didn't answer him.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement around, and someone said: "Master Zhuo, here we come."