eurekapd Chapter 34 This isn't a 200-pound rich woman, isn't she a money-spreading child?
Chapter 34 This isn't a 200-pound rich woman, isn't she a money-spreading child?
Under He Fan's overwhelmingly authoritative and manipulative remarks.
The system has assumed that Ankang's act of donating money is not against regulations.
Wu You returned shortly afterward.
He was also holding He Chaoyue's ID card, driver's license, and brand-new green vehicle registration certificate.
"Sister Fan, Uncle and Aunt, it's all done." She said, raising her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
finally reached.
Ji Anran was already waiting under the pavilion not far away.
He Fan had originally planned to leave earlier.
He Chaoyue took the thing Wu You handed her, opened it, and couldn't stop smiling as she looked at the name on it.
This car is really mine now; my daughter really bought it for me.
Seeing the two people with flushed faces, He Fan felt quite good himself.
Repaying one's parents is more about satisfying oneself than fulfilling their needs.
Although this reward is probably due to the system...
He Fan said to the two of them, "Let's go, lunch is about to start."
Wang Jingfang checked the time; it was already 11 o'clock. She quickly slung her bag over her shoulder and got up.
He said to He Chaoyue, "Yes, yes, you should go back and take a good look. Let's go back to the shop quickly. I'm worried that some students who are working part-time might cause trouble."
"Okay, let's go back and take a look!" He Chaoyue agreed, closed the box, and carefully carried it out.
The three bid farewell to Wu You.
Wu You still needs to take care of some things here, so she tells He Fan to call her anytime if he needs anything.
As He Fan stepped out of the exhibition hall, he saw a man standing in a pavilion not far ahead.
The man had medium-length hair, wore a white shirt, and had a slender figure; his legs looked as if they had just stepped out of a comic book.
Who else could this person be but Ji Anran?
Ji Anran's appearance score is 89.
Although she wasn't considered particularly attractive among He Fan's romantic interests.
But with this appearance, he would definitely stand out in a crowd, and everyone would think he's a handsome guy.
Just then, Ji Anran looked over, and He Fan raised his hands above his head and waved at him.
Turning to He Chaoyue and Wang Jingfang, she said, "Mom and Dad, I won't go back with you yet. My friend is coming to visit me."
As she spoke, she pointed out Ji Anran's location to the two of them.
Ji Anran saw someone waving at her and strode over.
They were just a few steps away from reaching the group.
Ji Anran was a little confused by the appearance of this family of three, but she could only bite the bullet and move forward.
Sister Fan mentioned before that she has a child, so this one wearing a Crayon Shin-chan vest must be her.
When he came over, he vaguely heard the child call the woman next to him "Mom".
So this woman, who is probably in her forties, is Sister Fan?
Ji Anran forced a smile: "Sister Fan, it's great to finally meet you."
As he spoke, he prepared to shake Wang Jingfang's hand.
When He Chaoyue saw the boy looking dazed, he rushed over and tried to touch his wife's hand, but she slapped it away without saying a word.
Wang Jingfang also looked constipated.
He whispered to He Fan, "Fanfan, is your friend... not quite right in the head?"
He Chaoyue looked Ji Anran up and down, then said to He Fan, "Why don't you come back with us?"
He Fan sighed and facepalmed. This time, Ji Anran was treating her mother like her, was that even acceptable?
He Fan: "An Ran, this is my mom..."
Ji Anran was so embarrassed that she almost poked a hole in her new leather shoes with her toes.
Is this Fan Jie, who's wearing a Crayon Shin-chan vest, the one who spent tens of millions on herself?
This isn't a 200-pound rich woman, isn't she a money-spending prodigal?
He Fan watched as Ji Anran's face turned red and then white, then red and then pale again, but she couldn't utter a single word.
I had no choice but to let my parents go back first, saying that I had some work to discuss and that they would go back in the afternoon after having a meal.
He Chaoyue and Wang Jingfang then got into the car and drove away, looking back every few steps.
Watching He Fan's parents drive away in a flash in a Land Rover Range Rover Autobiography Long Wheelbase.
Ji Anran finally put aside the scenarios in her mind where she had mistaken someone for someone else.
This car is definitely not something an ordinary family can afford, so this Sister Fan in front of me...
This should be his number one supporter.
He hesitated before speaking, "Um, Sister Fan... little friend, you, uh... me."
He Fan rolled her eyes: "Sister Fan is Sister Fan, stop calling me 'little kid.' Stop calling me 'you' and 'me.' How long have you been waiting?"
Ji Anran sighed softly, as if in despair: "Not long after, Sister Fan arrived."
He Fan: "Let's talk about where to eat while we eat. I'm actually a bit hungry right now."
Ji Anran: "I made a reservation at Ayana Restaurant, which is nearby. Shall we walk there?"
He Fan had heard that this restaurant was very popular online. The restaurant had three floors and stood on a spacious beach, facing the boundless sea.
The square building is like a guardian, orderly and silent, listening to the sound of the waves, day after day.
Netizens call this place 'the loneliest restaurant in the world'.
He Fan knew that it was difficult to make a reservation here, and Ji Anran must have spent a lot of money to book it.
No wonder his loyalty dropped after I stood him up yesterday.
Feeling guilty, she didn't ask any more questions and nodded in agreement.
The two walked side by side along the coastal path. The sea breeze blew the strands of hair that fell on He Fan's cheeks, with one or two strands casually resting on the bridge of her straight nose. Her unadorned face was slightly flushed by the sunlight.
Ji Anran, who was walking beside her, couldn't help but take out her phone and take a picture.
Hearing the shutter click, He Fan turned to look at Ji Anran in confusion, and Ji Anran quickly put her phone into her pocket.
"Keep it, keep it as a souvenir," Ji Anran explained hastily.
He Fan smiled nonchalantly, which only made Ji Anran more stunned, her cheeks flushing.
System: Ding~ Loyalty of target Ji Anran (No. 1) +20
He Fan was focused on walking when he glanced at Ji Anran with curiosity.
He Fan: Men's hearts are unfathomable. He added me back yesterday because I didn't reply to his messages, but when we met, before I could even figure out how to sweet-talk him, he added me back himself.
System: Host, Number 1's loyalty is already 55, keep it up!
He Fan: Okay, I'll do my best!
The two walked to the restaurant entrance, each lost in their own thoughts.
Just as I was about to enter, someone bumped into me from behind.
He Fan lost his balance and staggered a few steps to the side, but was steadily supported by Ji Anran beside him.
Seeing that He Fan was alright, Ji Anran looked up at him.
The girl was wearing a tight-fitting pale yellow dress, barefoot in a pair of slip-on canvas shoes, and had a small white bag slung across her shoulder. She looked quite honest and well-behaved.
But she had no intention of apologizing.
She rolled her eyes at He Fan and Ji Anran and then decided to continue walking inside.
Ji Anran strode towards the girl and grabbed the bag slung across her shoulder.
Before he could speak.
The girl got angry first: "What are you doing? Are you blind? You bumped into me and grabbed my bag."
This was the first time Ji Anran had ever met someone who was spouting nonsense with their eyes wide open.
"You bumped into my friend from behind. You think you can just leave without apologizing?"
A fleeting look of guilt crossed the girl's eyes.
But he still stubbornly insisted, "You guys were wandering around aimlessly in front of me and bumped into me."
"Besides, even if I did bump into you, so what? What are you trying to do by grabbing my bag? This bag is worth over 60,000 yuan. Are you trying to rob me?"
Before Ji Anran could react, the girl yelled at the top of her lungs, "Robbery! Robbery!"
Ji Anran was so angry that she ground down her molars.
If the other party were a man, he might be able to throw a couple of punches at such a scoundrel.
But since it was a little girl, he had no choice but to resign himself to letting go of her hand.
"Tch, is it even necessary to snatch this bag? The logo is all double-printed." He Fan's voice drifted over.
The girl was about to leave after Ji Anran let go, but she stopped abruptly upon hearing He Fan's words.
She glared fiercely at He Fan, then turned and walked into the restaurant.
He Fan was speechless when he saw her resentful eyes.
It's as if I've done something terribly wrong to her by saying those embarrassing things.
If she hadn't arrogantly declared that her bag cost 60,000 yuan, He Fan wouldn't have bothered to care whether it was real or fake.
"Xiao Fan... Sister, are you alright?" Ji Anran asked, trying to make conversation.
He Fan: Goodness, the way they address each other has changed again in just a short while.
System: Host, he's 26. I bet he can't call you "sister" since you're like Crayon Shin-chan, right?
He Fan: Fine, shout whatever you want.
"It's okay, ignore her. Go eat, you're starving."
Ji Anran sighed softly and nodded in agreement.
He is very discouraged now.
This grown man has disgraced himself in the past 26 years.
It's one thing to mistake someone for another.
I had a terrible fight with a girl today, I don't know if this counts as a failed relationship...