C44 (1/2)
After dinner, Mrs. Wen brought them to the living room to rest, ”Xiao Yan, greet Wen Jun well. Little Star, come with me and cut some fruits. ”
Fan Xing looked at the two men who were sitting down in between the heavens and earth. Forget about letting Wen Yiyan greet them, he already treated them as nothing if they were nothing.
When they entered the kitchen, Mrs. Wen took out the snake fruit and orange that he had imported and placed them on the fruit bowl.
After Fan Xing washed the fruits, he took out his fruit knife and was about to cut them open.
Mrs. Wen held down the back of her blade and gently raised her hand, ”Little Xing, you have to cooperate well with Wen Jun in the future. Show Little Yan the big show tonight.”
”Acting?”
Mrs. Wen told her his purpose for inviting Fan Xing over tonight, ”It's to make Little Yan jealous.”
”Mom, is this not good … I don't like to use people. ”
The Mrs. Wen patted Fan Xing's hand, ”It's alright, Wen Jun knows what's going on.
Fan Xing was still hesitating.
”Don't you want to know what Little Yan thinks of you?”
Of course she wanted to know whether or not Wen Yiyan, who had always been cold, would be jealous or not.
If he wasn't jealous at all, that would mean …
Thinking about this, Fan Xing nodded his head.
After a while, Fan Xing and Mrs. Wen brought the fruits to the living room.
Seeing the two of them remaining silent, Mrs. Wen laughed, ”Come, let us taste some fruits.”
”You guys finally came out. I was just worried that no one would talk to me!”
”When did you become a chatterbox?” Fan Xing joked as she saw Wen Yiyan's expression darken again.
Liu Wenjun said, ”Because it's rare to see you, so I can't help but want to chat.”
The Mrs. Wen laughed, ”Brat, it's rare to see an aunt like you, why don't you chat more with me?”
”Cough, cough …” Wen Yiyan coughed.
The Mrs. Wen gave him a cup of water, but he did not accept it. He smiled and placed the cup beside him.
Fan Xing did not look at him. She felt the sofa beside her sink, and it turned out that Liu Wen Jun had picked up a plate of fruit beside her and sat down.
”Fan Xing, do you still remember our language teacher?”
”I remember that language teacher who liked Li Bai a lot.”
”Yeah, I went to his son's wedding last month.”
”His son is finally married? I remember four years ago, he used to joke that his son was an old bachelor who was destined to die of loneliness. ”
”Isn't that so? Now I'm going to be a bachelor too. ”
Fan Xing patted his shoulder, ”Kid, you're so humorous right now, why would you worry about not having a girlfriend?”
”It's a pity that Fan Xing secretly got married the moment you graduated, if not …”
”Or what?”
Under the stares of three pairs of eyes, and under the gloomy gaze of a pair of eyes, Liu Wenjun laughed out loud, ”Otherwise, I will definitely give you a big red packet.”
Fan Xing laughed again until his eyes became crescent moons. He did not notice that the teacup in his hand had suddenly turned over and fell to the ground.
Liu Wen Jun pulled Fan Xing's white hands, ”Check if they were burned?”
”It's fine, my hand didn't get burned.”
Wen Yiyan's face turned cold, ”What a fool.”
Fan Xing picked up the teacup and glared at Wen Yiyan.