ordered to wear books

In the capital, the high temperature on weekdays finally ushered in a rain. The rain washed over the scorching ground, but it couldn't wash away the scorching heat.

The slightly thick fabric sticks to the skin and sweats half his head. Yu Yichuan is holding back his boredom, and Xia Tian suffers very much when he has to dress up for an occasion.

Liu Shan handed over a tissue: "Yichuan, why do you look like you've been swimming in water?"

Yu Dingxi said casually: "This man has persecution paranoia, he came here on a shared bicycle."

There is also a Reuters snapshot of him wearing a suit and riding a bicycle on Weibo. Netizens said that Yu Yichuan deserves to be a wealthy family from a poor background, and he is very down-to-earth.

Yu Dingxi often couldn't understand Yu Yichuan's brain circuit, but when he saw Weibo, he instantly understood that it was his background that limited his imagination.

Yu Yichuan chatted for a few words and then stopped talking. It is etiquette to keep quiet on this occasion.

At the funeral, the Zhao family's eyes were blank and their faces were pale. The blow brought about by the death of the eldest son is self-evident.

Outsiders can only sigh a pity, but they can't empathize with them. As businessmen and politicians, they are more concerned about the follow-up impact of this change.

"Fortunately, the only direct descendant of the Zhao family is Zhao Tang."

"That's right. Who would have thought that the eldest son, who is highly valued, had an accident. If the younger son could be exchanged for the eldest son, the Zhao family would be very happy."

"Recently, it's been a troubled time. First, the Yu family found their heirs, and then the Zhao family..."

"Zhao Feng's departure, Zhao Tang is in the early stages."

Whispering into his ears, Yu Yichuan glanced at one place, Zhao Tang's expression was just right, if he didn't know his bad relationship with Zhao Feng, this posture really made people unable to find fault.

There is no shortage of nasty things that are on the edge of the law among wealthy families. There must be many people holding conspiracy theories about Zhao Feng's death, but most people with an excess sense of justice exist in film and television dramas. The dead have rested in peace. Everyone understands enough.

Yu Yichuan followed the team with a feeling of agitation, looking at Zhao Feng's photo, apart from meeting once at Yu Zhenhai's birthday banquet, they had no contact with each other.

The state speculates that Zhao Tang killed his elder brother Zhao Feng. Since the conditions for the murder are unknown, Yu Yichuan does not have a holy father to shoulder the responsibility that does not belong to him.

After the funeral, Yu Zhenhai asked casually, "Have you finished filming Huitong's film yet?"

Yu Dingxi replied: "It's coming soon, it is expected to be released in September."

Having mentioned this, Yu Yichuan thought of something, "When will Li Man'an's TV series be released?"

Although Li Man'an didn't make "Wangcheng in March", he also won a good resource with the plug-in of predicting dreams.

After recalling for a while, Yu Dingxi slapped his thigh: "It will be released at the same time as Huitong's "Wangcheng March", let's fight in the ring."

Speaking of which, Yu Dingxi wasn't too worried. Li Man'an's value lies in her high popularity. As for her works, it has always been her tireless black spot.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Yu Yichuan said, "Maybe she'll turn around with this drama."

Yu Dingxi didn't believe it, it wasn't that he underestimated Li Man'an, but filming one film and another has become her unshakeable routine.

When we came to the parking lot, among the row of luxury cars, the most conspicuous one was not a tens of millions of sports cars, nor a global limited edition custom car, but a green and oily shared bicycle.

Yu Yichuan even put the lock on the car, Yu Dingxi couldn't see it, "Just your broken car, who wants to leave it here, Yu Yichuan, don't say you are my brother when you go out. .”

Yu Zhenhai slapped him on the back of the head, turned his head and said distressedly: "Why are you riding a bicycle today, let's go, I will take you back."

"No need, Dad." Yu Yichuan threw his coat to Yu Dingxi, stepped on the pedal with his long legs, "I'm in a hurry, so I'm leaving first."

Liu Shan snorted, "What's the rush?"

Yu Yichuan replied from afar: "Pick up the plane!"

After the people left on their bicycles, Yu Zhenhai turned his head and asked, "What did Yi Chuan just say he was going to do?"

Liu Shan said blankly, "He said... to pick up the plane."

Yu Dingxi couldn't help it anymore: "Dad, don't hit me, I have something I want to say for a long time: The brother you gave birth to me really has a brain problem!"

Riding a bicycle without a back seat to pick up the plane, this strange thing is done by Yu Yichuan, he really loves the people who are picked up.

After Yu Yichuan arrived at the airport, he found a shady place to park, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message.

Yu Yichuan: I'm here

Lou Jingxing: Wait a minute, let me slip away

slip away?

Yu Yichuan scratched his neck, but soon figured it out, the dog who was forced to go on a business trip came back and was guarded by someone.

And when Lou Jingxing came out and saw people, he didn't dare to move forward.

Yu Yichuan urged: "What are you stupid, come here."

Lou Jingxing folded his arms, turned his head and licked his upper lip, and hissed, "Are you riding this to pick me up?"

He looked around unbelievingly, and Yu Yichuan lightly said: "Don't look for it, you can check on Weibo, I came here on this bike."

Unwilling to give up, Lou Jingxing really took out his phone and laughed angrily when he saw the snapshots of passers-by, "The bicycle doesn't have a back seat, so where do you sit?"

What a shameless one, this determines the ownership of the car.

That being the case, Yu Yichuan was shameless, got on the bike and left, "I have also received you, you can figure out how to go back by yourself."

However, he was grabbed by the waist within a few meters of riding, and Lou Jingxing carried the man off the front of the bike, and Yu Yichuan, who had thin arms and legs, couldn't beat him at all.

Yu Yichuan gasped: "Put me down! I'm going to call someone!"

Lou Jingxing raised his eyebrows: "You shout."

As if he didn't dare to shout, Yu Yichuan stared: "Fang Huai! Fang Huai! Your sneaky master is here!"

Ho, really shouting.

Lou Jingxing patted his buttocks and threatened: "Should I still shout?"

Yu Yichuan blushed, he couldn't tell whether he was ashamed or angry: "Fang Huai!"

Lou Jingxing slapped him twice again, "Shout or not?"

Yu Yichuan did not give in, "Fang..."

Lou Jingxing slapped three times in a row, the strength was heavy, "Shouting?"

Yu Yichuan: "..." Lougou!I remember it for you!

No matter how inconsequential Yu Yichuan was, he would not ride a bicycle to pick up the plane. In fact, he swept two cars, and the two rode shared bicycles all the way home.

Yu Yichuan immediately returned his dog son to him, and complained: "Brother Xing committed a crime, let me tell you, it caused me to be extorted for eggs that are fifty times more expensive than the market price."

Lou Jingxing smiled, "Fifty times the market price?"

Yu Yichuan spoke nonsense with his eyes open, and told him what happened two days ago in a more eloquent manner.

"The funniest thing is that the old man claimed to be your grandfather. I saw through his lie and asked the security to take him away. Do you think I am a thief and a fucking wit?"

Yu Yichuan raised his chin to beg for compliments, but Lou Jingxing looked strange, he held back for a while and confirmed, "Egg seller?"

Yu Yichuan nodded: "If your grandfather is still alive, how could he extort me a mere egg money."

Well, but he just lied.

Lou Jingxing tried his best to keep a sullen face, telling himself not to laugh, but to be cold.

He felt that Yu Yichuan was really a talent who could make his old man suffer. Yu Yichuan did what he had struggled for many years but never did.Even if Yu Yichuan wanted the game record of Xiaoxiaole at this moment, Lou Jingxing would gladly give it up.

Yu Yichuan said for a long time without getting a response, "What are you thinking? Let me tell you, don't think about relying on the egg money I paid for your son."

Lou Jingxing smiled to cover up, he smiled and pursed his lips, the emotion in his heart made him hold the back of Yu Yichuan's head without thinking too much, the two foreheads touched each other, so close that he could see his own reflection in the other's eyes.

"Yu Yichuan, tell me, how can you be so cute?"