She doesn't want to pretend anymore

For some reason, Qin Gege felt that it would be more beneficial to Manshu if Third Uncle Yan came than if Old Man Yan showed up.

"Yeah, grandpa might not want to show up."

It is also possible that Yan Zhan does not want the old man to deal with this matter.

Manshu didn't know why the teacher contacted Mr. Yan and it was Yan Zhan who came.

Qin Gege regretfully chose to go to the cafeteria to eat with others.

After all, with Yan Zhan around, she felt embarrassed to go and eat with him.

Yan Zhan's face was indeed pleasing to the eye.

But if she eats it with rice, she is afraid of stomachache.

"I don't know how you can eat when you are with him." Qin Gege and Manshu left the classroom together, still muttering to herself.

The two separated halfway, Qin Gege went to the cafeteria and Manshu went to the school gate.

Yan Zhan leaned against the car, his eyes blank.

The students coming in and out of the school couldn't help but look at him.

A white shirt and suit pants, an extremely simple outfit, but it makes this man's outline extremely handsome.

Especially the little girls who were walking in groups of two or three, they couldn't help but look at Yan Zhan a few more times as they walked past.

After walking past, let out another groundhog scream.

"Wow, that guy is so handsome, his legs are 2.8 meters long."

"Am I the only one who thinks his Adam's apple is sexy? Who is he? He looks familiar."

"You don't know the big shot who was on the cover of a financial magazine? He is Yan Zhan, the CEO of Yan's Group."

There was a girl who loved to buy magazines and newspapers every day. She originally wanted to chase stars, but she didn't expect to see Yan Zhan on the cover of a financial magazine. She fell in love with him and became his crazy fan.

Seeing the real person, the girl subconsciously took out her cell phone to take a photo.

Yan Zhan seemed to sense something and glanced over here sharply.

The girl was startled and put away her phone with a wry smile.

“Why aren’t you taking a picture?” The girl next to her wanted to wait for her to take the picture and send it to her, but when she saw her put her phone away, she couldn’t help but bump into her.

"Why are you taking pictures? Haven't you seen his expression? If I take pictures, I'm afraid I'll get a lawyer's letter."

Manshu passed by three girls, and the one who wanted to take a photo recognized her.

Suddenly he said hello to Manshu: "Good afternoon, Senior Sister Manshu."

Manshu was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the girl: "Hello."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards Yan Zhan.

The girl screamed again: "Ahhh, did you see that? Senior Sister Manshu smiled at me just now. Her smile was so sweet, like a flower blooming in the sun."

Her friend number one: "I see, I see, why did you suddenly say hello to them? They don't even know you."

Friend No. 2: "Yeah, what are you doing? If the other person doesn't respond, you'll be so embarrassed."

The girl didn't care at all: "But she responded to me, and she seemed very polite. You don't know, I greeted that fake daughter before, and she responded to me too."

"But, her smile isn't as pretty as the real daughter's. And although she smiled gently at me, it felt more like she was wearing a mask. Unlike the real daughter, her smile is very natural."

Friend No. 1 couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I think you are using the filter of the real daughter. You also said that the fake daughters are good-looking before."

Yan Siyu's smile was the result of her practicing it in front of the mirror, and she really looks beautiful when she smiles.

However, this kind of beauty lacks appeal compared to a smile that comes from the heart.

The girl shook her head. She still preferred the real daughter.

However, she was more concerned about: "Look, did Senior Sister Manshu go towards Yan Zhan?"