Long Aotian, who is dressed as the tyrant, has a small hair

"What is your relationship with her?"

Gu Liang's tone was serious, with a straight face.

Wei Chen hesitated for a while, but still didn't tell him the truth.

"Grandpa said that she is the daughter of the person who rescued me when I was young, and that she was subsidized to go to school as a companion to repay my kindness."

Gu Liang blinked his eyes, his facial expression gradually softened, as if juggling.

"Really? Is it the daughter of the man who called the police?"

"Well, that's absolutely true."

Wei Chen made a swearing gesture, he was indeed right about this.

The latter, the so-called fiancée, can be resolved as long as he solves the accelerated aging of his grandfather.

2002 knows everything in his mind.

2002 suddenly said, "Mr. Wei Chen, the story of the son-in-law is the beginning of the whole book and is also a classic. You have to go, and you can't escape."

Wei Chen ignored him, propped his head with one hand, and put the other casually on Gu Liang's shoulder.

"Then you have to be nice to her." Gu Liang looked at him, his clear eyes reflected Wei Chen's figure, he pursed his lips, and said, "You can't be too nice, otherwise, if she has other misunderstandings Enough."

"Well, I see, I listen to you."

The dimples at the corners of Wei Chen's mouth seemed to be filled with sweet water, and what was conveyed to Gu Liang was an illusion that Wei Chen always listened to him.

But it's not actually, Wei Chen is sometimes very stubborn and has his own personality, but most of them are accommodating him.

Brothers are already considered hardcore when they are in this position.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, lay down on the table, and mumbled that he was going to sleep, but he was in a position where everyone could not see, with his eyes open, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Wei Chen on the other side stopped disturbing him, and turned around to chat with Lu Rui again.

When Yi Yarong entered the class, she was in class.

The teacher asked her to write her name on the blackboard, introduced herself, and found that there was only one vacant seat in the class.

It's next to Chen Lin.

Coincidentally, the person before that position went abroad to retreat to study art, and only came to study for a few days, and now it was Yi Yarong's turn to sit there.

Wei Chen smiled at him when he saw her coming, he wanted to pretend he didn't see her, but when he thought of Gu Liang's words, he reluctantly nodded, as a greeting.

In an instant, there were whispers in the class.

Lu Rui poked his head over a corridor like a turtle with a stretched neck, which was very weird.

"Brother Chen, I heard that this newcomer is your cousin?"

Wei Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who said that?"

Lu Rui replied truthfully: "She told other classmates herself this morning, she said it was your cousin."

"Yes."

Wei Chen admitted it directly, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

More than half of the original vigilance and irritability were gone, but I felt that this person was quite capable of trouble.

Gu Liang also raised his head at this time, pretending to be sleepy, and looked around in a little confusion.

In fact, I just heard it clearly.

"what time is it?"

His voice was deliberately lowered, low and hoarse, but it really looked like it.

Wei Chen didn't doubt it either. He looked at his watch and said with a smile, "get out of class is over soon. Today is my mother's cooking. Someone will deliver it later. Let's go to the doorman to get it."

"Ah."

Gu Liang's gaze slowly moved away from Wei Chen's body, escaped from those deep and shining eyes, and looked forward.

This class was an English class, and after tossing and turning, they changed to the first teacher again. The previous teacher, who had contact with Wei Chen, never showed up again, and they don't know why.