Quick Pass Raiders: Sick Villain, Please Calm Down

Hua Yan's bright eyes curved, and without even thinking about it, she said her name directly: "My name is He Yan, big brother and you, what's your name?"

As soon as the words finished, the young man was slightly startled, his fingers placed on his knees suddenly closed, his eyes shone brightly, and when he looked at him, there was extra heat, "Hello, He Yan...my name is Bo Yan."

Is this what that person said, his future hope?It seems to be really worth looking forward to.

Bo Yan stretched out his hand, and at the same time looked at him unabashedly.

Huayan didn't miss his subtle emotions, and felt a little happy. It seemed that he was one step closer to the villain.

He also reached out to put his little hand on his, and gently held it, "Hello, Bo Yan."

Xu Ruman next to him was stunned for a moment when he saw this situation. She had never seen the young master be so warm to others, and he usually looked indifferent, calm and alienated to everyone.

However, in the gap between the beautiful picture of the big and the small, looking at each other and smiling, a car whistle sounded outside.

The smile on the corner of Bao Yan's mouth froze for an instant, and he hurriedly pulled away his hand, his expression returned to indifference, and he looked at Xu Ruman, "Take him to hide behind."

Xu Ruman nodded knowingly, and before Hua Yan could react, he carried him and ran all the way to the small utility room at the other end of the garden to hide.

"Child, stay here quietly and don't come out. Come out when I come to call you, understand?" Xu Ruman bent over and explained in a soft and serious voice.

Hua Yan nodded, squatting in the debris without making a sound.

Xu Ruman saw that he was well-behaved and clever, so he closed the door and left with confidence.

As soon as Bo Yan waited for him to leave, he bowed his head and began to write again. He had the sheet music in his hand, and he was interrupted at the end of his writing. He had to fill in the end quickly, otherwise it would be very troublesome.

He wrote in a hurry, but he was worried about Huayan. Seeing Xu Ruman came back alone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and buried himself in writing.

After Xu Ruman glanced at him, he hurried to the gate.

Two handsome middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes just got out of the luxury car outside the door, and the two seemed to be chatting happily.

Xu Ruman pushed open the door, went up and smiled politely, then bowed respectfully to the bearded uncle, "Mr. Bo, you are back, lunch has been prepared according to your order."

"Well done." Mr. Bo turned his head to the other uncle and smiled, "To show welcome, I made them some of Mr. Fang's favorite hometown dishes. I don't know how, but please don't hold it against me."

"How could it be? Mr. Bo has a heart." Mr. Fang shook his hand politely.

"President Fang first." Mr. Bo made a gesture of invitation, and then told Xu Ruman: "Ruman, you take President Fang in first to entertain him, I have something to deal with."

"Okay, Mr. Bo, Mr. Fang, please come this way." Xu Ruman smiled professionally, and while leading people into the living room, he did not forget to quietly look at Bo Yan in the garden.

Mr. Bo waited for them to go away, and went to Bo Yan's side with a straight face.

When Bo Yan saw him, he subconsciously took precautions and looked at him warily.

Mr. Bo clicked his tongue, and his face was ugly, "You are not familiar with the white-eyed wolf, you have to put on this posture for me to be at ease? It's fine if you have no outsiders in private, if you embarrass me in front of Mr. Fang later, Don't think about it!"

Bo Yan squeezed the pen in his hand tightly and remained silent.

"Where's the new score I asked you to make? Here."

Bo Yan glanced at his hand indifferently, and handed over the score.

Mr. Bo snorted coldly and snatched it away. Who would have thought that when he looked at the score, his face became even more ugly, and he stayed on the ground, "Rewrite it for me! It's these dull songs again. What else can you write besides this! I told you You, what I want is a song that is cheerful, positive, full of vitality and hope! In addition, I warn you, this time I am going to participate in the xx international competition, if I lose face, you know what I will do!"