After dinner, District Chief Ji and Ji Yangyang returned home. The remaining two families, including Huang Zhitao and Ye Haoran, opened rooms for them.
Qiao Weidong and Fangyuan didn't stay in the hotel. They said they were going home and maybe looking for a place to drink.
Ye Haoran didn't have the time to care about them, so he just arranged for the rest.
Huang Zhitao and Qiao Yingzi lived in one room, and Lin Lei's son Fang Yifan lived in one room.
Song Qian and Tong Wenjie each had a room. When no one was around, Ye Haoran slipped directly into Song Qian's guest room.
"How can you let them drink, they are still so young."
As soon as she entered the guest room, Song Qian started to complain about Ye Haoran again.
Song Qian really didn't treat Ye Haoran as a child this time.
"Looking at it, he basically didn't drink too much. Only Lin Lei'er drank one bottle by himself in the end, and that's all."
"Don't take them drinking in the future, it's too scary."
Ye Haoran hugged Song Qian and said, "They are all adults, but you are worried. If you continue to protect them like this, they will never grow up."
Song Qian pushed Ye Haoran: "It would be better if you don't grow up."
"Tell me what they are doing, tell us!"
Song Qian blushed: "What do we have to talk about?"
Since the relationship between the two has developed by leaps and bounds, Song Qian has returned to her youth again, and Ye Haoran has taken advantage of certain aspects.
When gasoline encounters a strong fire, it ignites immediately.
Tong Wenjie couldn't sleep, still thinking about today's events, especially Ye Haoran. She really didn't know how to get along well with him.
If I wanted to ask Song Qian, I would just put on my pajamas and prepare to go to Song Qian's place to ask.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, his hand stopped less than two centimeters from the door.
Tong Wenjie could vaguely hear the sounds inside through the door of the guest room.
And very wild.
Tong Wenjie was stunned. The situation was very wrong.
I sat silently in my mind and analyzed.
First of all, Qiao Weidong was not here and he and Fangyuan went to drink. Secondly, there must be a man in the house.
Because the impact sound could not be made by Song Qian alone.
It takes two hands to applaud love.
Finally, who is this person?
The first thought was Ye Haoran. As soon as this figure appeared, Tong Wenjie was instantly frightened.
The hand that had been raised for a long time slowly lowered it, not daring to knock and not wanting to leave.
The commotion in the room continued, and Tong Wenjie felt itchy when she heard it.
She quietly returned to the door of her room, lay down at the door and left a small gap in the door, ready to see if her guess was correct.
The wait was over an hour.
"You're not going to stay overnight, are you?" Tong Wenjie was muttering in her mind when the door of the room she was aiming at was opened.
Tong Wenjie looked over and saw that it was Ye Haoran who walked out.
"Oh my god" Tong Wenjie covered her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.
She had the feeling of seeing through a shocking secret, which was exciting and scary at the same time.
When Ye Haoran entered the elevator, she opened the door.
She knocked on Song Qian's door cautiously. The question she wanted to ask just now had long been forgotten. Now she wanted to confirm Song Qian's status again.
"What's wrong? Go quickly." Song Qian opened the door, thinking it was Ye Haoran again.
I thought the other person was not full and wanted to come again.
When I opened the door, I saw it was Tong Wenjie.
Song Qian was stunned, but her reaction was not slow. She immediately pretended to be calm and said, "Wenjie, why are you here?"
"Uh-huh, I have something to ask you."
"Come in quickly."
Tong Wenjie entered the house and looked at the surrounding environment. Messy boat, messy sofa.
There were also paper towels on the floor that I didn't have time to collect.
Stone hammered.
"What do you want to ask?"
"I just want to ask you, isn't Ye Haoran my boss in the future? But he is still Fanfan's classmate. I don't know how to get along well with him. I just want to ask you because I think you have experience."
Song Qian's face turned red.
She has experience, but she cannot be called Tong Wenjie. How can she teach someone to roll on a boat?
After calming down, he immediately said: "What's the matter? You usually meet in the hotel, and your relationship is just that of superior and subordinate. If we really want to meet at school, then we can discuss it privately. Just treat him as a child."
"Ahem, that Song Qian, when I came here just now, I saw a figure leaving your place, it must be Ye Haoran."
"Oh" Song Qian's face froze, and she immediately felt that she had been caught.
"You are wrong, no, there was no one else in the room just now."
Now she can only fight to the death and refuse to admit it. If this matter spreads, she will no longer have to be a human being.
Tong Wenjie smiled and didn't say anything else.
The two sat down and chatted about other things for a while before Tong Wenjie returned to her guest room.
Lying on the bed, facing what happened just now and the sounds coming from Song Qian's room.
She felt hot all over.
The two jade pillars couldn't help being pinched together. Their faces turned red and they wanted to take a bath. They lay on the boat but didn't want to move.
In a daze, Tong Wenjie finally fell asleep.
The next day.
Ye Haoran knocked on the doors one by one, inviting everyone to go downstairs for dinner.
The hotel's breakfast has a variety of styles, including eight major cuisines plus Western food, etc., you can get whatever you want.
But they are all for breakfast. If you want to eat other things, you have to wait until lunch time. The hotel only provides these for breakfast.
Tong Wenjie was queuing up, holding a dinner plate in her hand, and looked directly at Ye Haoran past the figure in front.
I found that Ye Haoran was growing well. He was already nearly 1.8 meters tall. If he grew taller for another two years, there would be no problem if he exceeded 1.8 meters.
The face is delicate and mature.
Tong Wenjie admitted in her heart that he was indeed very attractive, but he was not a good match for Song Qian, but it was still too exciting to think about it.
Ye Haoran handed the milk in his hand to Tong Wenjie: "Director Tong, Mr. Tian said you will come to work tomorrow. I wish you success in your work in advance. If you have any questions, you can contact me at any time. My phone number is in the employee address book."
Ye Haoran squinted his eyes and looked at Tong Wenjie with a smile.
In fact, as soon as Ye Haoran came out last night, he found Tong Wenjie's door open.
Although he didn't see Tong Wenjie, he still felt that there was someone behind the door.
Although Ye Haoran was arrested, he was not guilty at all. After all, he would be Tong Wenjie's bread and butter.
If she dared to expose this matter, he would have plenty of ways to deal with her.
"Thank you Mr. Ye, I will do a good job."
Ye Haoran nodded, passed Tong Wenjie, and handed another bottle of milk to Song Qian.
The people who were having breakfast went their separate ways.
Ye Haoran took Huang Zhitao and Qiao Yingzi and drove to school.
Because they couldn't sit down, Lin Lei'er and Fang Yifan could only walk, but fortunately they were not far away.
"Cousin, don't you like Huang Zhitao? Are you out now?"
Fang Yifan looked depressed: "I've never been in the game at all."
Lin Lei'er felt sorry for her cousin.
But Fang Yifan was still in a good mood, because his dancing video went viral.
During the break, everyone pulled Fang Yifan to watch his dancing videos.
The poisonous-tongued Wang Yidi came over: "You are just lucky. There are too many videos like this on the Internet, and they are short-lived."
Fang Yifan, who was belittled, retorted directly: "You Fengwei, can you die if you admit that others are excellent?"
Wang Yidi smiled: "You can't say that about me. Even if I don't do well in the exam this time, I will still be the first in the parallel class. Besides, I don't need such high scores at all."
"Hey, there are still people who don't care about their own grades?" Fang Yifan looked at Wang Yidi and pressed his hand down: "Then you should be lower."
Wang Yidi: "You don't understand this. This is because I am going to take the art exam."
"How to take the art exam?"
Fang Yifan asked, looking at the people around him blankly.
