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"I found it, Brother Zhuang, do you want me to send it to you?" The thin monkey raised his head and asked.

"Well, thank you."

Zhuang Qing nodded, and after Shouhou sent him all the screenshots, he turned and left after confirming that there were no omissions.

On the way back, Zhuang Qing took a look at the screenshot.

The screenshot is the content of the school's anonymous forum.

Someone posted some intimate photos of him and Yan Xichen.

Two of them are the photos of Yan Xichen picking him up and walking into the room at the Yan family reception last time.

There is also a picture of him leaning against the door, holding Yan Xichen in his arms, blushing all over his face.

At first glance... well, it's quite ambiguous.

The person who uploaded the photo only said a few words in the main building, but the meaning revealed in the words was very clear.

The other party was deliberately telling others that between him and Yan Xichen, either he took care of Yan Xichen or Yan Xichen took care of him.

Probably because everyone likes to discuss this kind of gossip. Many comments in the screenshot are curious about who Zhuang Qing is and what his identity is.

However, judging from the screenshots, no one knew who he was at that time. It was about four days after that that students appeared in their pet hospital one after another and called to see him.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Qing opened the chat box with Shouhou and sent a message.

Zhuang Qing: Is the person who uploaded the photo the dark-looking classmate who played basketball with Yan Xichen before?

After thinking about it, Zhuang Qing could only think of such a person who looked like he had a feud with Yan Xichen, and indeed cheated him once at the reception of Yan's family.

The thin monkey was probably playing with his mobile phone, so he returned soon.

Thin Monkey: Yes, this is the grandson!

Shouhou: But brother Zhuang, don't worry, the boss asked someone to delete these things as soon as he found out, so they didn't spread.

At this time, Zhuang Qing happened to walk to the place where he and Yan Xichen had been walking before, turned around and walked towards the bench.

After sitting down, Zhuang Qing looked at the thin monkey's head with the word "honesty" written on it, and thought for half a second. Among Yan Xichen's roommates, only this child seemed to be the most straightforward, and he would say what he asked.

Subconsciously turned the phone twice, Zhuang Qing lowered his head slightly, and sent another message to the thin monkey.

Zhuang Qing: What happened between him and Yan Xichen?What's the holiday?

Thin Monkey: There's nothing wrong with it, this grandson doesn't know what's going on, he especially looks down on children from rich families like the boss and the others, and his own stepdad is a nouveau riche, isn't he also rich?

Thin Monkey: In the last basketball game, he intentionally scratched the boss's arm, and the boss returned it in the same way. As a result, the grandson still has the face to hate the boss and spread rumors outside all day long.

Thin Monkey: I don’t know if it was a coincidence or stalking on the birthday of the boss. I sat behind the boss secretly. I heard that I planned to take a sneak shot, but then I ran away somehow.

On the child's birthday?

Zhuang Qing frowned, that day he and the little bastard said they wanted to be together in the cubicle, and when they were kissing, they found someone outside the door.

Could it be that this student is outside the door?

Before Zhuang Qing could finish thinking, a few more messages from Shouhou were sent over.

Thin Monkey: Then this time the boss attended his sister's birthday and went back to school saying that he wanted to settle accounts with his grandson, but the boss didn't do anything to him, just found a place to beat him up.

Thin Monkey: But the grandson was not injured at all, but his face was scratched, and he disappeared after taking sick leave!

Thin Monkey: After that, he dropped out of school some time ago and went abroad to play with his stepdad, and before he left, he hired someone to post these photos in order to take revenge for the last time, and to tarnish the reputation of the boss and the boss's father.

Thin Monkey: Absolutely!

Skinny Monkey: Brother Zhuang, let me tell you, this grandson is crazy, our boss has never provoked him.

Zhuang Qing: Well, I believe it.

After understanding the ins and outs, Zhuang Qing didn't continue to chat with the thin monkey. He just wanted to know where the little bastard went.

Before contacting Yan Xichen, he first called his family.

"I'd like to ask for a few days off."

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhuang Qing spoke directly.

"Okay." Without any hesitation, Lu Meng nodded his head in agreement, then asked carefully after a pause, "So, what happened?"

"Someone posted a photo of me and Yan Xichen together on the school forum. Although it has been deleted now, it was circulated privately, and almost all these students know about it."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Qing looked up at the teaching building in the distance, and suddenly fell silent for a few seconds, "If you guessed right, the Yan family should know about it a few days earlier than us."

"Come on, don't you?"

Lu Meng was also dumbfounded, and then he thought of something, and quickly comforted Zhuang Qing, "It's okay, it's not necessarily true, Xi Fei will contact me every day, but she never asks me, maybe they don't know, you Don't scare yourself."

"Well, let's do this first, I won't go to work tomorrow." Zhuang Qing responded lightly, without saying anything.

"All right, all right, do your work first, and come to me anytime you need anything."

"Ah."

After hanging up Lu Meng's phone call, Zhuang Qing sat quietly on the spot, dazed for a while.

It was probably an intuition, he felt that the Yan family's parents should know.

But the two elders didn't look for him, and didn't let the little bastard cut off contact with him, they just didn't let him see him.

I just don't know, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Raising his head slightly, Zhuang Qing looked at the young couple passing under the street lamp not far away, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "It's so fast..."

Looking away, Zhuang Qing got up, straightened his back, and walked out of the school.

The steps are calm and firm.

On the way back to the dormitory, Zhuang Qing took out his mobile phone, bought the air ticket for that night, and headed to the airport after taking the documents.

On the way there, Zhuang Qing called Yan Xichen.

This is their first phone call in the past few days, and they just sent messages before.

It didn't pick up as quickly as before. After a long time, it was picked up a second before it automatically hung up.

"Doctor Zhuang?" The little bastard's lower voice came from inside.

"Ah."

Zhuang Qing responded, turned his head to look at the scenery that was going backwards all the way out of the car window, and asked lightly, "Where are you?"

Yan Xichen didn't answer directly, but paused for two seconds, then asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just haven't missed you for a few days."

Zhuang Qing didn't make it clear, but he knew that the little bastard was smart and had always captured his emotions very accurately.

Although most people couldn't hear the change in his words, Zhuang Qing thought that Yan Xichen must have guessed it.

"I miss you as well."

Yan Xichen laughed a few times, then suddenly softened his voice, and said to him: "Doctor Zhuang, trust me, I will let you see me."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Zhuang Qing slowly put down the phone and looked out the window in a daze.

He didn't know what the little bastard was like now, and he didn't know how the other party would come to see him.

Obviously he was already approaching each other, as long as they got on the plane, they would be in the same city in an hour or two.

He should have waited patiently, but now, Zhuang Qing suddenly had an urge to fly to the little bastard immediately.

Then hug each other tightly, and tell him firmly in his ear: I am here, to accompany you.

This inexplicable eagerness did not disappear until Zhuang Qing arrived at the airport.

However, what Zhuang Qing didn't expect was that before boarding the plane, he received a call from Yan Xifei.

Zhuang Qing never thought that the moment he connected with his friend on the phone, there would be mutual silence.

Maybe 1 minutes, maybe 5 minutes.

After a long silence, Zhuang Qing heard his friend sigh suddenly, and asked him hesitantly: "Zhuang Qing, are you and my brother...really together?"

"Yes."

Although the voice was soft, there was no hesitation.

"how long have you been together?"

Yan Xifei felt a little headache, one was her own brother, and the other was her good friend for many years.

It turned out that these two were together, and she was the last to know about it!

"On his birthday."

Zhuang Qing was a little dazed suddenly, and the scene of that day appeared in front of his eyes unconsciously.

It was on that day that he took the identity of his boyfriend.

As a birthday present, it was given to Yan Xichen.

Come on

-Complete-

70. Meet Yan's parents

"You mean, you were together at that time?"

Yan Xifei was stunned, that is to say, during her birthday party, these two people got together under her nose.

It's not that her brother is unilaterally clinging to others, but in a relationship?

"Yes."

Listening to her friend's firm answer, Yan Xifei only felt that she had received a lot of shock, and she was stunned for a long time before speaking again.

"You...is that brat from my family pestering you first?"

According to Yan Xifei's understanding of the two people, this is the most reliable one she can guess.

After struggling for a second, she still couldn't help asking: "Then are you serious?"

"Xi Fei."

Zhuang Qing called her suddenly, lowered his eyes, and said in a serious tone, "I won't play with anyone's feelings."

"understood."

Yan Xifei didn't ask any more questions, but just whispered something before hanging up the phone, which he didn't hear clearly.

The call ended and the plane arrived on time.

Zhuang Qing suppressed his messy thoughts and followed the people around him on the plane.

Maybe God also knew the urgency in his heart, nothing happened on the way, and he landed on time two hours later.

He doesn't want to wait a minute now.

Walking out in a hurry, Zhuang Qing took the mobile phone, frowned subconsciously and rummaged through the software, intending to call a car.

But in the next moment, he crashed into someone's arms.

The familiar faint scent of vanilla lingered in her nose, Zhuang Qing raised her head in a daze, and met those familiar black eyes.

Suddenly, I felt my throat tighten and I couldn't say anything.

Obviously since he set off, he has not told Yan Xichen that he will come tonight, and he is sitting in another