Face blindness, he refuses to raise fish! [Transmigration Book]

"Master Yuchen, don't joke like that, Brother Lu won't be happy to hear that."

Xiao Huangmao noticed the stagnation in the atmosphere, glanced left and right, and quickly moved out of Lu Yusheng to settle the situation.

Nan Yangxing then reacted, glanced at Wen Simiao's face like the frost of cold winter, and thought that Lu Yuchen was really talking nonsense with his eyes closed.

That's not how he wanted Lu Yusheng to dislike Wen Simiao.

He has an impression of this episode.

Lu Yuchen would take the initiative to stand up when everyone belittled Wen Simiao, and said a few words of kindness and understanding, and then approached Wen Simiao privately after the welcome party, and offered to help Wen Simiao escape from Lu Yusheng's control.

Of course I don't really want to help.

Just because he has received Lu Yusheng's attention, Lu Yuchen will not allow Wen Simiao to have a good time.

But he didn't intend to let Wen Simiao die. After all, the living will never be able to compete with the dead. What he wants to do is to trample this high mountain flower into mud, and let Lu Yusheng know that such a cheap and cheap thing can't match it after all.

"Yang Xing, why are you out of your mind?"

Nan Yangxing raised his head, and just happened to look into Lu Yuchen's falsely concerned eyes. The herbivore's intuition made his fingertips chill, and he explained dryly: "It's not very comfortable."

Lu Yuchen was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Nan Yangxing's light coffee-colored thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she covered her pupils with guilt: "It may be a cold."

He wasn't going to let the plot get back on track, so he spoke again, his words were full of temptations, "I have nothing to say, but you, how have you been living abroad these years, why don't you contact us?"

Lu Yuchen said with emotion: "It's really too busy. I do all kinds of documents every day. It's not that Yang Xing doesn't know how bad my English is. When I first went there, I hid in the quilt and cried every day."

"Really?" Nan Yangxing couldn't help looking at Lu Yusheng's position as he spoke, and unfortunately met his eyes.

Lu Yusheng didn't wait for his eyes to look away: "Look what I'm doing?"

Nan Yangxing didn't want Lu Yusheng to show special feelings towards Wen Simiao, so he guided: "Yuchen finally came back, Brother Lu, you should say a few words."

If Lu Yusheng had no EQ, this was clearly a good time to show concern for Lu Yuchen, but he wanted to say something inconsequential: "Aren't you angry now?"

"What's wrong with me."

Lu Yusheng couldn't see Nan Yangxing's stubborn mouth, and his eyes were obviously red at the time: "Didn't you just make a fuss about leaving?"

"Yang Xing won't be angry with Brother Lu because of this kind of thing." Lu Yuchen, who was ignored, hooked the corners of his lips, and actively adjusted, there was no smile in his eyes.

Nan Yangxing's reply was two dry laughs.

Lu Yusheng finally remembered to say a few words to Lu Yuchen, and he glanced over with oppressive eyes: "Why did you remember to contact me this time?"

Lu Yuchen smiled lightly: "It's not because Brother Lu is too good. My mother wants me to study hard with Brother Lu, so I have no choice but to come here."

Lu Yusheng did not comment on this reason.

In fact, it was a very flattering sentence, but Nan Yangxing knew in his heart that it was all a pre-fabricated excuse.

Because there was nothing to say, Nan Yangxing could only hold up the glass and drank the wine one after another, not seeing anything less for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuchen said again unwilling to be lonely: "By the way, is Yang Xing in love?"

Nan Yangxing didn't hide it either: "Well, we talked about three."

Lu Yuchen: "...we talked about three, did we talk about three in total?"

Lu Yusheng watched for a long time, and then spoke on his behalf: "Talk about three in one go."

Lu Yuchen: When I asked why it wasn't raining, it turned out that you made me speechless.

Nan Yangxing was thankful that the dim light completely covered his ears that were getting hot from shame: "I have nothing to say, I'm just talking and having fun, does Yu Chen like anyone?"

Lu Yuchen's smile faltered: "No."

Nan Yangxing took another sip of wine nervously, pretending to be surprised: "How is that possible."

Lu Yuchen frowned: "How can this..."

"Still drinking?"

Lu Yuchen was interrupted, swallowed back the rest of the words, turned to look at Lu Yusheng who suddenly spoke, but saw his eager eyes fell on the wine glass held by Nan Yangxing.

Lu Yusheng didn't interrupt other people's self-consciousness at all: "You still drink when you have a cold, aren't you afraid of a headache?"

Only then did Nan Yangxing realize that he was unconsciously sipping wine again, so he simply put down the glass and urged Lu Yuchen, "Then tell me what kind of wine you like."

Lu Yuchen dug his nails into his palms hard, and Lu Yusheng's indifference to him was so obvious that he could hardly maintain his mask: "There is no type, as long as I like him. very nice."

Before anyone else could speak, he put on the patch first, "Of course, this doesn't mean that I like Brother Lu, I just appreciate it."

Nan Yangxing responded out of politeness: "Well, there are quite a lot of people who like Brother Lu."

The protagonist under discussion, Lu Yusheng, interrupted without winking: "Why don't I know."

Nan Yangxing: "..."

The little Huangmao who hadn't interrupted the conversation was speechless. You are busy finding things for Wen Simiao every day, but you are not willing to come along to anyone who is willing to spare your life.

Nan Yangxing racked his brains to think of excuses, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, he took it out and looked at the screen, it was the call from the original owner's mother, he stood up impatiently: "I'll answer the call."

No matter what other people's reactions were, he directly pulled Wen Simiao's sleeve and took them away.

He was worried about letting 'Little White Rabbit' stay in the wolf's den by himself.

Finding a relatively quiet corner, Nan Yangxing picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Why isn't Xing Xing at home?"

The gentle female voice came into the ears from the receiver. Nan Yangxing had a sense of foreboding, but he still replied half-truthfully: "After class, I am playing with my friends."

Mrs. Nan was full of regrets: "Well, Mom and Dad are back home, and they planned to give you a surprise."

Nan Yangxing couldn't wait for it: "Then I'll go home right away!"

As soon as he finished the phone call with Mrs. Nan, Nan Yangxing changed his face, seemingly reluctant, and complained as soon as he opened the door when he returned: "My parents are back, and now they insist on letting me go back. How old are you... Don't worry about me continuing to play, I will take Wen Simiao and leave first."

Everyone looked at Lu Yusheng who had the right to speak.

Lu Yusheng raised his eyes: "Who knows if it's your excuse."

Nan Yangxing was going to show the call records.

Lu Yusheng didn't wait for anyone to come over: "Leave if you want."

So Nan Yangxing really couldn't wait to leave, his footsteps were so brisk that he forgot to pretend, leaving a room full of people looking at each other in blank dismay.

Nan Yangxing contacted the driver and stood at the intersection with Wen Simiao waiting.

Nan Yangxing asked again: "Didn't I tell you to call me if you have something to do?"

Wen Simiao looked at the traffic lights that showed forbidden traffic, her dark eyes were indifferent: "Does it make sense?"

Nan Yangxing reacted for a while before realizing that it was the act of calling him. He was at a loss for words for a moment, and he spoke again after a long while: "Yes."

Wen Simiao did not continue to ask.

After an hour of silence, the two returned to Nan's house. When they opened the door, they saw gift boxes piled up in the living room.

"The stars are back."

A slim woman in a dark green cheongsam turned her head, as gentle as an ink painting.

Nan Yangxing nodded, not used to this kind of kind care: "I'm back."

Mrs. Nan's eyes fell on Nan Yangxing's back: "This is the classmate Wen Simiao you mentioned, he is really a good-looking talent."

Wen Simiao nodded slightly: "Hello."

"Why are you so polite." Mrs. Nan smiled, "Just call me auntie."

Mrs. Nan is a very friendly person, she can get close to Wen Simiao through a few words, and her attitude towards Wen Simiao is even more refreshing. When eating together, she is as considerate as she treats her own son, and she keeps saying "Simiao is such a good friend." Children" were full of praise.

Wen Simiao attracted some of the 'firepower', which made Nan Yangxing feel a lot more relaxed, and his actions were more comfortable.

Mrs. Nan has the feeling that my family has a child who has just grown up: "It is rare for our stars to be so kind to one person."

Nan Yangxing coughed twice, and changed the topic: "Where's Dad?"

Mrs. Nan raised her eyebrows: "I know I'm busy with company affairs, and I will come to see you as soon as I return to China."

Nan Yangxing can only express his understanding.

After dinner, Nan Yangxing was going to take Wen Simiao upstairs together to prevent Wen Simiao from saying something that should not be said, and being noticed by Mrs. Nan.

"Why don't you talk to your mother for a while?"

Nan Yangxing deeply felt that he was a rebellious teenager, and pointed at Wen Simiao: "I still have something to say to him."

Mrs. Nan had no choice but to mention casually: "Hasn't Xingxing been to the company recently?"

To be honest, Nan Yangxing didn't know that there was such a need: "Well, I'm a little busy studying."

Mrs. Nan also heard that her family Xing Xing was very active in class these two days. Thanks to Wen Simiao's encouragement, she persuaded: "After all, you also have a job title, so you still have to go for a walk once in a while."

Nan Yangxing replied: "Okay, I'll go when I'm free."

Mrs. Nan smiled and said, "We Xing Xing are really good."

After dealing with Mrs. Nan, Nan Yangxing pulled Wen Simiao into his room, locked the door, and started a formal conversation.

Nan Yangxing: "I'll discuss something with you."

Wen Simiao was pushed to sit on the edge of the bed: "What?" Probably not to inform Mrs. Nan or something.

It was the first time for Nan Yangxing to say bad things about people behind his back, and he couldn't get used to it. He kept rubbing the corner of his clothes with his right hand: "As for the Lu Yuchen we met today, you should try to avoid meeting him in the future. Talk to him personally."

This was Wen Simiao's surprise: "Why?"

Nan Yangxing tried to make the consequences more serious, but he couldn't use an example of something that didn't happen: "Because he likes Lu Yusheng, do you understand? His methods are [-] times more extreme than Lu Yusheng."

Wen Simiao raised her eyes: "How do you know?"

Nan Yangxing said boldly: "Isn't it obvious at a glance?"

Wen Simiao was noncommittal.

This little young master with a brain paler than a goose feather didn't notice it at all in his last life.