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

In the next few days, Shao Jiuxing still came to see Yu Panning as usual, but the difference was that this time he would bring Lele with him, and He Mulan was still busy taking care of Yu Panning, Although Yu Panning still had no intention of waking up, He Mulan still tirelessly guarded the door of Yu Panning's ward.

The leaves outside turned yellow again, Feng Anyan was busy with his business, except for the routine and unremitting sending greeting text messages to He Mulan, his life seemed to be filled with work.

On this day, after a day's work was over, Feng Anyan returned home, and seeing his father and Lin Yuru looking worried, Feng Anyan was quite indifferent.

"An Yan, have you been too tired these two days? Take a rest." He felt that there was some conflict between He Mulan and Feng Anyan, but Lin Yuru didn't ask any further questions.

"It's nothing, why aren't you sleeping?" Feng Anyan sat down and asked, then heaved a sigh of relief.

"My master and I are discussing about the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet." Lin Yuru said with a smile, wanting to bring up some light topics to make Feng Anyan happy.

"Mid-Autumn Festival?" Feng Anyan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that it was almost Mid-Autumn Festival. The time was not too far away, and it was even approaching. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was supposed to be with He Mulan, but when he thought of himself and He Mulan now In such a situation, Feng Anyan couldn't solve the sorrow in his heart.

Lin Yuru didn't notice any change in Feng Anyan's mood, but felt that he seemed to be more melancholy.

"Yes, I discussed it with the master, and I plan to leave it to your elder brother." Lin Yuru paused and said, "Look at you, you have been very tired lately, so let God figure out this kind of thing."

"It's okay, I can do it." Feng Anyan shook his head and said that he can do it, he now wants to use his busy work to numb his mind, so as not to think of He Mulan again.

Although this method is very harmful to the body, it is extremely effective.

Lin Yuru and Master Feng looked at each other, and Master Feng said worriedly: "An Yan, you don't have to be brave, if you are too tired, go and take a rest."

"It's okay." Feng Anyan shook his head, "It's enough to let the servants send up the required materials and banquet list at that time. There is not much time left, so we need to speed up the preparations."

"That's what I said... But An Yan, your father and I are very worried about your current state!" Lin Yuru has always been reluctant to talk too much, but this time she couldn't help nagging.

Feng Anyan shook his head, and then planned to go back to the room to rest, but in the end he couldn't die, Feng Tian wanted to walk out with a cup of tea leisurely, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.

"Are your eyes growing in the cup?" Feng Anyan asked dissatisfied.

"Why are you so angry today, have you eaten gunpowder?" Feng Tian retorted dissatisfiedly, "This is chrysanthemum tea for health preservation, please be careful."

Feng Anyan snorted: "You've been drinking too much lately, so drink chrysanthemum tea to defeat your anger..."

"Hush——" Feng Tian wanted to put his index finger in front of his mouth in a hurry, signaling Feng Anyan to shut up, while peeking at his father's expression, he was relieved when he saw that Mr. Feng was not surprised.

"You'll talk nonsense, I'm making this for my father." Feng Tianxiang said while leaning forward with a flattering smile, and handed the cup to Master Feng.

"I'm going back to my room first, you can continue to be filial." Feng Anyan sneered, and planned to go back, but Feng Tian wanted to stop him.

"Wait, wait first!" Feng Tianxiang hurriedly turned around and approached Feng Anyan, pushed his glasses and said, "I heard that you are going to take over to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?"

"Yeah, is it strange?" Feng Anyan looked at Feng Tian inexplicably and thought.

"It's not surprising, but it's not surprising, but I've already prepared most of it. Why do you meddle if you have nothing to do? Is something wrong?" Feng Tian wanted to know his younger brother very well, and he still had to deal with such things that usually happened to him. Give yourself some, but it's rare to grab it on yourself. According to Feng Tian's guess, something must have happened to his younger brother.

"What a big fuss." Feng Anyan said coldly, and walked around Feng Tianxiang to return to his room. Feng Tian wanted to touch his nose, and looked at Mr. Feng strangely.

"Father, what's wrong with him?" Feng Tianxiang felt a little aggrieved.

"Who knows, it might be a period of rebellion." Master Feng shook his head, took a sip of tea and replied.

After Feng Anyan returned to his room, he began to work desperately. Feng Tian had no choice but to hand over all the matters of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet to Feng Anyan for preparation, but he was also happy to have a leisurely time.

Time flies, and when Feng Anyan came back to his senses, it had been a night before he felt his eyelids fighting, and his bones seemed to be falling apart. Under this kind of exhaustion, he didn't have the heart to think about it. Having nothing else to do, he stretched himself, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Feng Tian woke up early in the morning and wanted to open the door cautiously, glanced at his younger brother through the crack of the door, and was relieved to see that he had finally gone to sleep, and then turned off the light for him.

Feng Anyan's work intensity scares him even when he sees it, who knows how this kid survived.

Feng Tian wanted to check the time. Today is Monday, a weekday. After finishing his clothes, he suddenly remembered when he was in college. Time to use the razor.

Beixu University, the cleaners are cleaning the fallen leaves in the yard, the students have entered the university one after another, Pei Yan is a new official, the topic is widely spread in the university, many people are talking about this handsome A new dean with good taste.

"The previous dean has retired. I heard that Professor Du was originally expected to become the new dean of the School of History. Unfortunately..."

"The previous dean was Dean Xu, but he is not as eye-catching as Dean Pei!"

"That's right, as soon as Dean Pei stepped forward, that was the golden signboard of our university. I posted Dean Pei's photo on the Internet, and many people said they would report it!"

The students chattered about Pei Yan. Fortunately, Pei Yan had already gotten used to it. During the time he came to the school, under the active leadership of the teachers, Pei Yan was already very familiar with the structure of the school, the general style of the students, and even some He knows everything about gossip.

Of course, there are many rumors about He Mulan in these gossips, some are true, and some are nonsense, so Pei Yan just listened to it and laughed it off.

"Dean Pei, good morning!" After greeting the people he met on the road, Pei Yan walked into his office and put down his bag. The smiling person faded away and showed a worried expression. , I have been here for several days, but I haven't seen He Mulan. Originally, the two came back together, but they couldn't contact her anyway, which made Pei Yan very worried.

"Dean Pei." When Pei Yan was distressed, a teacher knocked on the door and walked in.

Pei Yan recovered, looked at the teacher with a smile and said, "What's wrong?"

"I want to talk about Teacher He." The teacher looked at Pei Yan with a serious expression.