Urban Fashion Cultivation

In the evening, the driver Wei Pengcheng answered a phone call. To his surprise, the phone call was actually from Mr. Yuan's eldest son, Yuan Wensheng!Wei Pengcheng had no brains, and knew that Yuan Wensheng could not have any kindness towards the person he was with now. He suddenly heard him ask where he was now, but Wei Pengcheng couldn't answer, so he could only keep his mind on it, saying that he was in the library, and he might have to wait for him. Go back later.

But in fact, Fan Zhilan was about to leave. She picked up a lot of books and went to the front desk to go through the formalities. If Yuan Wensheng wanted to make trouble, they just missed it. What can they say if they can't even touch it?After Wei Pengcheng proudly gave himself a thumbs up, he hurried over to help.

Hao Yingjun was firmly attached to Fan Zhilan's shoulders. After many years, he could finally browse the Internet to his heart's content. The refreshing feeling really made people ecstatic.

The so-called transition from frugality to extravagance is easy, and from luxury to frugality is difficult. If it fell directly to the earth, it would definitely collapse because of the poor resources here, just like any modern person fell to ancient times.But it had been in the realm of comprehension for many years before, pretending to be a quail in front of a perverted and powerful woman like Fairy Kongmeng, and was so bored that it was about to suffer from depression. Looking at the earth now, the weather is really sunny and beautiful everywhere!

Maintaining the prostrate posture of fugue, Hao Yingjun's thoughts are boundless, and he doesn't know where it has diverged.It doesn't have a specific purpose, it just runs around, like a bald prisoner who has just been released from prison, just knowing that he is having fun everywhere hysterically, this excitement must be fully swayed to be enjoyable!

"Huh?" Hao Yingjun suddenly stopped galloping. He had just wandered back to the city when he happened to come across a place with a very tight firewall. Name, there are a few photos in the subdirectory, combined with the introduction of a few sentences above, after reading it, it burst into anger in an instant, the pink ears on the little fragrant pig's coat stood up, Hao Yingjun stared at the black beans , "What a bitch!"

Fan Zhilan had just completed the formalities, and was packing the books one by one into the big paper bag supported by Wei Pengcheng, when she heard Hao Yingjun's sudden outburst, she hurriedly asked with concern, "What's the matter?"

Hao Yingjun turned around angrily, "I just found out that that damned Yuan Baoqiang actually has another purpose, so it turns out that he has a little lover who gave birth to an illegitimate child for him! He came to you just as a cover! Hmph, look at this Posture, he will definitely not let you go abroad properly, otherwise how can he use you? I am so angry that I am so angry, if you dare to plot against us, you must let him go around without food!"

Fan Zhilan shrugged, did Hao Yingjun get into the drama too deeply? After all, they are also fakes, and they are not his real father, so they can't cheat him if they co-authored?That's fine, since there's no mutual karma, anyway, he's living a very comfortable life now.

Wei Pengcheng was always worried that he would be blocked by Yuan Wensheng when he was going late, so he kept urging Fan Zhilan to leave quickly. Hao Yingjun was concentrating on contemplating plots and tricks, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Wei Pengcheng. After leaving the library, Fan Zhilan After standing empty-handed at the intersection and waiting for a while, Wei Pengcheng drove the car over, opened the door and asked him to get in the car, and drove home with the traffic.

"Damn it, I really blinded my kryptonite eyes..."

"Brother Sheng, are you sure this was born by your father? What did that third son have to look like back then to give birth to such a heaven-defying son? Tsk tsk, be careful, depending on the posture, Brother Sheng will be killed every minute." There is no scum left in the human comparison, and there will be no cure for partiality at that time."

"Originally, I heard that you, A Sheng, said that you were hard when you saw it. I was wondering if it was a boy with a girly face. This one is manly enough! Look at the demeanor of the whole body, to be honest, A Sheng, your mother is really good. Holy Mother, why is my husband’s illegitimate child so easy to raise? He’s more like a rich young master than you, it’s really bluffing.”

"Hey, I told you to be careful and follow closely, and other people can see that you are not inferior to your driving skills!"

Yuan Wensheng stared at the car in front of him without saying a word, his eyes were red, and he didn't care about the damaged friend in this car.The driver was Zhang Yifan, and he had the best skills. Although he didn't have much tracking experience, he would go far and close at times, at least he didn't lose track.These dandy young masters live a boring life, and when encountering any exciting things, they are as if they have been beaten with chicken blood. They are stubborn, and they insist on following along under the banner of helping their brothers.Ever since Yuan Wensheng saw Fan Zhilan jumping back to the Luan Dance, his brain was not enough, so he just let them mess around.

But after all, they are not a professional tracking team. After 10 minutes, not only Fan Zhilan and Hao Yingjun noticed something was wrong, but even Wei Pengcheng, who has always been unreliable, became vigilant. He looked out from the rearview mirror and saw that the car had been following them. My tense breathing slowed down in an instant, and I met a desperate murderer on my first day on the job. My magnificent career as an iron-blooded bodyguard is really love-hate!

Fan Zhilan saw that the knuckles of his hands were tense palely on the steering wheel, out of consideration for her own safety, she had to remind him, "Take it easy, driving like this is easy to cause danger."

The young master who is ignorant of the world has no idea that the crisis is imminent, and he is still under the care of kindness!Wei Pengcheng's heart warmed, and his lofty sentiments sprouted. He must not let down his heart!Although my bodyguard skills are not good, my driving skills are very good, and I can get home in 10 minutes, so I don’t need to be too nervous, just get rid of them and I will be done. Hahaha I am still too impatient. !Still too young!

Wei Pengcheng's face was full of evil spirits, and the road racer possessed him. The speed of the car increased a lot in an instant. When the car overtook and changed lanes, he caught the following car behind him by surprise, and made Zhang Yifan who was driving cursed. See if this posture has been discovered.

Both Fan Zhilan and Hao Yingjun have excellent dynamic vision. Looking through the rearview mirror, they noticed Yuan Wensheng on the co-pilot of that car. Hao Yingjun held his breath all the way, but when he saw Yuan Wensheng, he suddenly laughed , In a flash of inspiration, it made Fan Zhilan tell Wei Pengcheng that they don't want to go home for the time being, and just saw a snack bar on the Internet with many good reviews, so they must try it!

Wei Pengcheng was very upset, he couldn't just say that there was danger, and the car behind was only slightly suspicious.How can he persuade him that his immediate superior is so self-willed?After a few words of earnest persuasion, the young master began to let go of the air-conditioning. He was so helpless that he could only follow through, comforting himself in his heart. The crowds in the downtown area were so dense, so he took care of himself, and no one would directly come up to smash and rob Bar?

"Huh? Brother Sheng, aren't they going home? Do you want to follow?" Zhang Yifan asked.

Someone patted him on the back of the head, "Why are you asking Brother Sheng? Is there even a need to ask? Of course I have to follow. Wouldn't it be better not to go home, because you can only have room to play outside!"

When Wei Pengcheng saw that the sports car was following up, his heart burst into tears, and his stomach hurt from worry.

The snack bar is easy to find. It is close to a famous university, and the location is very good. It is now dinner time, and the shop is almost full. The same goes for the front and the back, and many guests will even laugh a few words in good faith. Obviously, they are often seen and are very familiar with each other.

Fan Zhilan got out of the car, went straight into the shop, and sat down in an empty seat.

The proprietress froze slightly, her movements were a little unnatural, but seeing the super-high-end handsome guy, everyone panicked for a few seconds, the performance of the proprietress was not outstanding, so no one noticed, only Hao Yingjun There he sneered three times like the big villain.

Yuan Wensheng and the others also parked their car nearby, and several people discussed fiercely whether they should follow in to join in the fun.

At a corner they didn't notice, an ordinary van also pulled over and parked. The yellow-haired driver swallowed nervously, and turned around, "Brother Sanpao, let's just get on like this? There's something wrong with the people in that car over there." Ah, do you want to stop thinking about it?"

San Pao, a burly man with a tattoo on his collar, raised his leg and kicked him, threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and said harshly, "Idiot, do you know what it means to fish in troubled waters? Just those guys who drive luxury cars." The weak chick can do nothing! The employer has said that it should be done as soon as possible. If you miss today, who knows when you will have another chance? Such a high salary is really lost. Believe it or not, I will kill you Trash, calm down, we are the guests going to dinner, panic, panic!"

The proprietress took Fan Zhilan's menu, and on the pretext of going to the kitchen to urge the dishes, she carried her son and left the lobby. She took out her mobile phone, dialed a number, and then talked with the other party with tears in her eyes. Look, I just saw a group of gangster-looking young people stepping in. Seeing this posture, those who were about to finish their meals simply checked out and left.

After she finished speaking, she put down the phone and stopped going out to greet her. She hid in a corner and carefully observed the movement outside.