Short-lived cannon fodder A Yixin salted fish

On Friday night, when Chu Yi returned home, Han Yu had just finished a phone call and saw her enter the room briskly after changing her shoes, with a hint of joy on her face.

Han Yu asked with a smile, "Have you encountered any happy things in school?"

Chu Yihan put down her schoolbag, took a glass and poured herself a glass of water: "Today our class played basketball with class two."

"Did you win?"

"I lost."

Feeling good after losing?

Han Yu opened her eyes slightly, and she took a closer look at Chu Yihan. The latter's brows and eyes were stretched, and his pupils were shining brightly. He was indeed happy.

She suddenly thought of something, and stared at Chu Yihan with crooked eyes: "I remember that your new friend is from class two, right? She won your class?"

Chu Yihan put down the water glass, turned her feet slightly, avoided Han Yu's gossiping eyes, answered irrelevant questions, and said without emotion: "I'm going upstairs first."

Seeing Chu Yihan's calm and indifferent appearance again, Han Yu smiled, didn't discuss this topic further, and returned to the subject: "Grandpa's health has almost recovered, and he is going to have a banquet in Zhonghai on Sunday, and I want you to go too. "

Chu Yihan frowned slightly.

For the daughter of the love brain, Mr. Han no longer has any expectations. He has always wanted his more outstanding granddaughter Chu Yihan to inherit the family business.

So tomorrow's banquet is to celebrate Mr. Han's recovery and discharge from the hospital on the surface, but it is actually a social occasion. One is to let the opponents in the business field see that Mr. Han is still in good spirits, and the other is actually to let the future heir Chu Yi. Show up.

Although she didn't like such an occasion, Chu Yihan didn't intend to make the old man unhappy, so she responded, "Got it."

Seeing Chu Yihan walk up the stairs, Han Yu hesitated for a moment and stopped her.

"The kid named Zheng Qin in your class won't go to school next week." Han Yu paused, then said helplessly, "Hanhan, next time you get bullied at school, don't hide it, tell mom, okay?" ?”

If Chu Yihan's grandmother hadn't become suspicious and asked her to find out why Chu Yihan was allergic, and it turned out that Zheng Qin had recruited himself to monitor in the equipment room, maybe this would have passed.

Chu Yihan's footsteps paused slightly, without stopping, and hummed in a neutral way.

Han Yu stared at her thin back, and sighed inaudibly.

Back in the room, Chu Yihan raised her head and leaned against the door panel, and as the door closed with a "click", she raised her hand to cover her eyes.

The scene of Wen Yuan putting pressure on Zheng Qin's pheromone when she turned back to the basketball court flashed in her mind.

Wen Yuan's demeanor and words seemed to be deliberately imitating Zheng Qin in the surveillance.

Was she overthinking, or...Wen Yuan was really trying to vent her anger?

Zhong Hai Hotel on a Sunday night.

Wen Yuan followed Fang Jingbai to their company's anniversary banquet.Fang Jingbai holds a very high position in the company, and at the table, there were a lot of toasts and rainbow farts to her.

Listening to the business mutual praise among adults, Wen Yuan overwhelmed herself. While the host was introducing the company's development history, Wen Yuan was not interested in listening, so she and Fang Jingbai said hello and then sneaked out banquet hall.

The top floor of Zhonghai Restaurant is beautifully arranged, with glass on all sides, allowing you to enjoy the coolness of the indoor air conditioner and enjoy the night view of the city.

Only a few children were playing on the swings on the top floor, and Wen Yuan sat on a rattan chair in the corner.

After putting on the earphones, Shi Ran and her little apprentice joined the team. Wen Yuan was just about to start the game when a childish voice came out beside her: "Chicken! Jinma! Can you take me with you?"

Wen Yuan turned her head, and the teenage boy blinked and stared at her expectantly.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, Wen Yuan was defeated: "Okay, I told you beforehand, don't blame me if you can't eat chicken."

"It's okay!" The child raised his chin, sat down opposite her, and said confidently, "I'll take you to eat chicken!"

Wen Yuan thought the kid was quite interesting, and after greeting Shi Ran and the others, she pulled the kid into the team.

After jumping to port n, the kid and apprentice were knocked down as soon as they landed. The two climbed into the container clutching their stomachs and chatted.

The little friend Tang Seng chanted: "It's over, it's over, it fell into a box, and I haven't sat on the golden horse yet."

"You hide inside, don't get hurt." Shi Ran's little apprentice comforted him, "My master and her friends are very powerful, and the whole of Hong Kong will be ours later, we will definitely be able to eat chicken."

"Impossible, she said you are all good."

"She lied to you."

"Why don't I believe it?"

Wen Yuan thought the child was fun, so she deliberately teased him: "Then what if I really take you to eat chicken?"

"Then you are my boss!" The child frowned in confusion, "Ah no, I already have a boss, but if you can keep me alive, I'll let you be my boss."

Wen Yuan was amused by the child and laughed out loud. After laughing, she asked curiously, "Who is your boss now?"

"It's my role model! The strongest oga." The child mentioned his boss, and said with admiration, "She has excellent grades! I think she can't even break her head, she can do it at a glance!"

Saying or not saying is almost the same, Wen Yuan shook her head with a broken smile, and a person flashed in her mind.

She is also an oga with super good grades.

In such a dazed effort, Wen Yuan was sniped by the opponent, and Shi Ran pulled the two of them up.

The children saw that more than half of her blood was lost, and they couldn't believe that she could take him to eat chicken: "That's all?"

As soon as the words fell, the child was knocked down again, jumped up and screamed: "Ah, save me! Save me! I'm going to be fucked!"

Wen Yuan collected her thoughts, frowned and said coldly: "Be quiet."

For a moment, the three people in the team didn't dare to vent their anger.

Wen Yuan knocked down the kid before he was killed.

There were three footsteps nearby. Wen Yuan turned off the microphone and listened carefully to the sound of footsteps. After the child was pulled up by Shi Ran's little apprentice, he shrank in the container with traces of blood and didn't even dare to open the bag.

There was a burst of gunshots, and the four consecutive gun kings jumped out of the bottom right of the screen to like, followed by the system prompting that Wen Yuan became the first elimination king in this field, and the little kid exclaimed: "Awesome!"

"Come here and lick the bag."

"I'm coming."

10 minutes later, the chicken was eaten.

Wen Yuan put down her phone, took off an earphone, looked at the stunned kid, and raised her eyebrows: "How is it?"

The little boy boasted excitedly: "Boss is amazing! Boss is mighty! You are my father! You are my mother!"

This kid called father and mother so easily, Wen Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.

A laugh came from behind.

Wen Yuan turned her head and saw Chu Yihan standing a few steps away from her by the love flower bed.

Chu Yihan didn't wear a ponytail today, her long curly hair was loose, and she wore a thin braid in the front. She wore a taro purple knee-length gauze dress. The color retains the agility of a girl and adds a soft beauty.

It's like the slight smile on her face is gentle and there is a hint of playfulness that seems to be absent.

Wen Yuan was a little embarrassed when she was directly accused of taking advantage of children, but she was even more surprised by Chu Yihan's appearance: "Why are you here?"

"My grandfather was discharged from the hospital and held a banquet in the Fulu Hall on the sixth floor." Chu Yihan took two steps forward, "What about you?"

Wen Yuan remembered that when they had dinner just now, they heard from the HR department that they originally planned to book the Cailu Hall on the sixth floor, but they met the big boss who held a Zengfu banquet and covered all the halls with the word Cai on the sixth floor, so they changed the reservation to the fifth floor. Ruyi Hall.

It seems that the boss is Chu Yihan's grandfather.

Wen Yuan snorted and said, "My mother and their company celebrate their anniversary."

As soon as the voice fell, the child called out excitedly: "Boss."

Wen Yuan turned her head and realized that the child was calling to Chu Yihan.

It turns out that the oga with super grades is really Chu Yihan.

"Yueyue." Chu Yihan tilted her head and smiled at the child, "Your mother is looking for you."

"Ah, what does she want me to do again?" Yueyue pursed her lips and left reluctantly.

After Yueyue left, Chu Yihan sat in his seat, her gaze fell on the screen of Wen Yuan's phone on the table: "Are you guys playing games?"

Wen Yuan was asked in the earphones if they were still playing or not, Wen Yuan raised her eyes to Chu Yihan and asked, "Are you playing or not?"

"I'm not very good at."

"It's okay, I will, I will protect you."

Wen Yuan originally thought that a god of learning like Chu Yihan could learn everything quickly and should be top-notch in playing games, so it's not just a modest statement.

You can see Chu Yihan’s man-machine walking in the game, and was beaten to death by the man-machine before using the flying spear to kill him. She jumped against the window for a long time and couldn’t get in. When she got into the car and she was able to jump against the car, she heard Yuan only realized later that Chu Yihan really couldn't.

Shi Ran was about to die of laughter at Chu Yihan's operation, and couldn't help but tease: "Why are you so good at studying and so good at playing games?"

Chu Yihan turned on the mic, and said with some embarrassment: "I can't play well and delay you... Ah! I have someone here."

In the house searched, there were two sixth children in formation, and half of her blood was knocked out.

She turned on all the mics, and the sixth child in the team heard the soft girl's voice, and immediately said: "Yeah, it's a girl, I won't hit you, what about your teammate?"

Chu Yihan was dumbfounded, she pursed her lips, didn't make a sound, and didn't dare to move, she raised her eyelids and looked at Wen Yuan helplessly.

Shi Ran and the little apprentice were concerned: "Why did you lose so much blood, and you were raped?"

"She has four sixth children, I'm going upstairs now." Wen Yuan explained to Shi Ran and the others while dragging the chair closer to Chu Yihan.

The knees and shoulders of the two were close together, Wen Yuan leaned forward slightly to get closer, and the broken hair on her sideburns brushed Chu Yihan's cheeks, slightly itchy.

Chu Yihan tensed her nerves and forgot to breathe. She didn't let out a breath until Wen Yuan turned off her microphone and sat up straight.

Wen Yuan glanced at her, smiled and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, wait for me."

Chu Muhan opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing, hummed.

The other party was still talking to Chu Muhan: "Are you an oga? You must be an oga if you have such a sweet voice?"

"Sister, call us husband, how about we take you to eat chicken?"

"Go, go, don't take advantage of my sister, come on, just call me good brother."

The four laughed obscenely.

Chu Yihan tugged Wen Yuan's sleeve lightly, Wen Yuan frowned, her eyes turned cold, she took a bottle of medicine and went upstairs directly.

Seeing the footsteps, the four elders became vigilant, but two of them were brought down by Wen Yuan as soon as they went out with their guns. She dexterously changed the guns and reloaded them. Team.

Wen Yuan turned on all the wheat and snorted: "This kind of food is only worthy of being called a son."

The four old sixes were cursing and swearing in the earphones, and a laugh in the ear seemed very abrupt.

Wen Yuan turned her head and licked her lips, her brows frivolous, triumphant: "Am I formidable?"

"Amazing." Chu Yihan lowered her eyelids, her eyes slowly swept over Wen Yuan's moist red lips, and said slowly, "You are the most powerful."