Chapter 29
Lan Yao didn't wait for the news of Mu Ziang's return to school all day, so he had no choice but to go home.

Lan Yao was a little nervous when he arrived at the door of his house.

Why does his face get so hot just thinking of Leng Yihan waiting for him inside?

Obviously, obviously, he has never been like this before...

Lan Yao hesitated for a while, and finally forcibly suppressed his restless little mood to calm.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door slowly, Lan Yao shouted inexplicably: "I'm back——"

After saying that, Lan Yao pushed open the door, and swept his pretty eyes wide, obviously looking for someone.

However, in the small space where the entire room could be clearly seen with the naked eye, there was no figure of the person in his mind.

The sun outside the house was setting, and the sun, which was about to disappear, reflected the last bit of orange light towards the room.

Looking at the room, Lan Yao tightened his hand holding the doorknob, his lips collapsed into a straight line.

The not-so-large house has become much cleaner.

There are a few books on the small sofa.

The air was quiet to a certain extent, which made Lan Yao feel a little strange.

He was silent, closed the door, walked into the room, and muttered in a low voice with doubts: "Strange, why do I feel a little sad?"

Lan Yao suddenly raised his hand and gave himself two not-so-hard slaps, gritted his teeth, and said to himself: "Lan Yao! How can you be so inexplicably unhappy?
Leng Yihan, what is there for you to be sad about?

Isn't he just a stinky president?

Although...he, he is indeed the second most powerful person besides your father..."

After finishing speaking, Lan Yao lowered his hands on his cheeks.

Her lips moved slightly, but her eyes inadvertently glanced at the black books on the sofa.

Lan Yao's eyes lighted slightly, and all the unhappiness was lost in the back of his mind.

It's a new book!

Excitedly, Lan Yao picked up the book and opened it, only to see a plain envelope.

"What's this?" Lan Yao flipped through the envelope between his fingers. It was a blank envelope with nothing written on it.

Open it, but inside is a card with a small note: the card is the money of the past few days.

The card is an ordinary card, but it is unusually brand new.

Looking at the card, the oral secretion system in Lan Yao's mouth began to operate unconsciously and became angry.

He swallowed: "I didn't expect that Leng Yihan was quite considerate."

Lan Yao's mood changes were too rapid, making 229 puzzled: [Host, weren't you very unhappy just now?Why did you feel better all of a sudden? 】

Lan Yao snorted arrogantly, with a proud face all over her face: 【Master, why should I be unhappy because of others? 】

After saying that, Lan Yao hugged the book and began to read it by himself, not showing any sadness at all.

229 can't help but sigh: the host really deserves to be the host...

New learning made Lan Yao fall into the ocean of knowledge again.

He didn't stop at dawn the next day. With 229's reminder, he walked slowly to the school.

Just when he arrived at the classroom, he suddenly remembered to say hello to Mu Ziang.

Studying was put back by him.

Excitedly, Lan Yao went to look for Mu Ziang, but what he got was the news that Mu Ziang had transferred to another school.

"Transferred school?" Lan Yao wondered.

Why are both of them gone?

Depressed, 229 bluffed and exclaimed: [Host!The plot has already begun to enter the theme! 】

(End of this chapter)

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