Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

"How is Mulan now?" Worried about He Mulan, Feng Anyan couldn't help asking, he couldn't help but look up at He Mulan's room, and saw that the door was closed, and He Mulan should have hid in his own room up.

Mrs. He and Master He didn't give Feng Anyan a good look at all.

Mrs. He replied unhappily: "An Yan, uncle and aunt didn't mean to make things difficult for you, but what you did this time was really inappropriate. Mulan doesn't welcome you, and uncle and aunt can't force her to behave."

Feng Anyan lowered his head and answered yes, still thinking about He Mulan in his heart. He saw He Mulan haggard a lot when he glanced in the yard just now. Normally, his skin was fair, but now it was even more so white to transparent. I lost a lot of weight.

"Mulan will be fine after a few days of recuperation, you'd better let her be quiet." Mrs. He couldn't bear to speak too seriously, Feng Anyan naturally understood what she meant.

Feng Anyan glanced at He Mulan's door again in disappointment, politely said goodbye and left.

At this time, He Mulan who was leaning against the door was relieved.

She really didn't want to see Feng Anyan. When she saw him, she remembered the words he said to herself. Those words cut her heart like knives. Printed in her mind, whenever she thinks about it, she can't wait to cry out.

He Mulan was thinking about going to school when her cell phone rang suddenly.

He Mulan picked up an unfamiliar number: "Hello."

"Mulan, it's me." Feng Anyan's voice turned into ashes and He Mulan recognized it.

Her first reaction was to hang up the phone, but Feng Anyan seemed to have anticipated what she would do, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't hang up first, if you hang up, I'll call with another card until you listen to my explanation."

"Is there anything to explain?" He Mulan said coldly, "I only believe what I see with my eyes, and if you dare to harass me, believe it or not, I will sue you?"

"Mulan..."

Ignoring Feng Anyan calling her name, He Mulan simply hung up the phone and dragged the number into the blacklist to relieve her anger.

After being made such a fuss by Feng Anyan, He Mulan was not in the mood to go to school anymore, so she simply called Du Tongji to inquire about the situation.

"Mulan, you didn't come to school?" Du Tongji answered quickly, and the first sentence was to care about He Mulan.

He Mulan smiled and told him not to worry: "I just have a cold, by the way, is school busy now?"

"It's quite leisurely. If you don't feel well, don't use it. I'll ask for a leave of absence for you." Du Tongji guessed that He Mulan was going to ask for leave, and said to him.

"You still understand me, Tongji." He Mulan said with satisfaction.

"You should pay more attention to your body. It's always like this. I'm worried." Du Tongji said such an ambiguous sentence.

He Mulan didn't want to give him hope, so she said: "I'm fine, don't worry, having a good friend like you is really my blessing for eight lifetimes."

Seeing that He Mulan emphasized the word friend on purpose, Du Tongji was a little disappointed.

"Where is it?" Du Tongji said sullenly, "You have a good rest, and I will call you if there is anything else."

"En." He Mulan felt the loss in Du Tongji's voice, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only listen to Du Tongji hang up the phone over there, holding the phone in a daze.

Feng Anyan discovered that He Mulan had dragged his new mobile phone card into the blacklist again, he sighed, in fact, he said that he wanted to change many cards to harass He Mulan, and he refused to see He Mulan Listening to his own explanation, Feng Anyan was anxious and didn't know what to do.

But the only thing that made him gratified was that at least he saw He Mulan and heard her speak.

Although... almost nothing good to say.

The melancholy Feng Anyan took the initiative to ask Xuan Haoyu out for a walk for the first time, and Xuan Haoyu was as excited as if he had won the jackpot.

"I heard right, Young Master San? You asked me out?" Xuan Haoyu called out.

Feng Anyan said impatiently: "Are you deaf?"

"I'm a tiger." Xuan Haoyu laughed and shook his wit, "Speaking of the third young master, have you reconciled with the third young lady?"

Xuan Haoyu simply didn't open which pot and which pot to lift, Feng Anyan said coldly with a dark face: "I will call you out after reconciliation?"

Xuan Haoyu deeply agreed: "That's right, then let my buddies help you solve your problems today!"

Feng Anyan was very bored and didn't bother to drive the car, so Xuan Haoyu volunteered to be the driver and came to Feng Anyan's downstairs to pick him up.

"What's the matter, the third young lady is so difficult to deal with?" In Xuan Haoyu's impression, He Mulan should be easy to coax, why it's been so long, he couldn't help breaking the ice, but became more and more stiff.

"Something happened, it's hard to explain in a single word." Feng Anyan replied with a dark face.

Xuan Haoyu's heart of gossip was burning: "What's the matter? Tell me about it?"

"Driving your car, don't talk so much." Feng Anyan would not tell Xuan Haoyu about this, he has been scolded by his parents and brother many times, Xuan Haoyu either scolded himself or laughed at himself when he found out. No matter which one, Feng Anyan doesn't want to experience it.

Feeling Feng Anyan's boredom, Xuan Haoyu took him to a small bar. There were very few people in the bar. Xuan Haoyu and Feng Anyan sat on the seats and ordered two bottles of wine at random.

Feng Anyan was thinking about something in his heart, and had no intention of drinking, but instead asked Xuan Haoyu: "What do you think, if Mu Lan doesn't answer my call, how should I explain to her?"

"So serious?" Xuan Haoyu touched his chin, "Send text messages?"

"She blocked my call." Feng Anyan replied.

"What the hell did you do?" Xuan Haoyu looked at the slumped Feng Anyan, and said, "It's... amazing to be able to provoke the third young mistress like this."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Feng Anyan said helplessly, "What should you do now?"

"Then we can only use the most primitive method!" Xuan Haoyu said seriously, "Write a letter!"

"Write a letter?" Feng Anyan suspected that he had heard it wrong, he looked at Xuan Haoyu, confused, "How to write?"

"Wow, isn't it right, San Shao, you haven't even written a love letter?" Xuan Haoyu exaggerated, seeing Feng Anyan's dark face, he just slapped his head, "That's right, your history of misogyny is too long. Missing Mistress San, I almost forgot that you still have this disease."

Feng Anyan drank a glass of wine and looked out of the window helplessly. Couldn't there be a reliable person to give him advice?
"Third Young Master, you can think about it." Xuan Haoyu said seriously, "I can act as your messenger."

"It's too nasty." Feng Anyan categorically refused.

Xuan Haoyu regretted: "I thought the third young master's determination was so strong, but I didn't expect it to be so fragile."

The corner of Feng Anyan's mouth twitched.

Xuan Haoyu continued: "It seems that a certain person can't chase his wife back no matter what."