Chapter 45 No sincerity

"Not interested!" Zhang Chong shook his head and said, "Your young master wants to see me, you will be here by yourself."

After saying this, Zhang Chong opened the car door, got into the BMW and was about to leave.

The silver fox stood in front of Zhang Chong's car without moving at all.

Hey, this old guy is a little interesting.

Zhang Chong found through the rearview mirror that the car was blocked and could not fall.

The old man calculated this correctly and stood in front of the car with fearlessness.

I don't believe you will not retreat. Zhang Chong fired, got up, and rushed towards the old man.

The old man's face was Wubo, and he didn't even blink. The impulse brought by the car's driving made his silver hair dance with the wind.

"Boom boom."

BMW is like an angry beast.

"You have to end up, and you can look elsewhere for your death. Why did you choose me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Zhang Chong was a little angry. The beautiful teacher was still waiting for him to go to school?

"Boy, don't you want to know who is helping Feiying? If you want to know, go, forget it if you don't want to know." The old guy's cultivation is not ordinary. Zhang Chong was so angry, but he was not angry. It was obvious that he was driven by slavery. Through this old guy, Zhang Chong had a little interest in the surname Yang.

Since the other party has a relationship with the Feiying Gang, it must be Yang Liulang.

It is a taboo to go deeper alone, and Zhang Chong understands it very well.

So she sent two text messages, one to Li Lina, saying that she had gone to Yang Liulang's house to attend a banquet, and the other to Su Liujin, signaling her to collect the body according to the location of her mobile phone after half a day.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Chong and Ma Yan followed the Silver Fox to the old Yang family house.

This is a good place to gather wind and hide water.

An ancient copper door creaked and opened.

Under the guidance of Yinhu, Zhang Chong parked the car and walked over with Ma Yan's hand.

This is the first time Ma Yan has seen such a simple and elegant house.

The outside looks magnificent, but the interior style is small bridges and flowing water, rockery and rockery, which deeply embodies the graceful atmosphere of the Jiangnan courtyard.

After walking through the corridor a few times, Zhang Chong came to a white jade stone-shaped arch bridge.

A handsome man in Tang Dynasty uniform was sitting by the stone table on the bridge, holding a fishing rod in one hand, fishing happily.

A young woman in a white lady's suit is cooking tea by the stone table.

On the white picture of a lady, a few pears are embellished, and a hint of charm is passed through the holiness.

She cooked Kung Fu tea, and the water vapor rose. She carried boiling water in one hand and poured it into the pot. Her white wrist was as bright as snow, and her smile was graceful.

Not far from the stone table, there was a bronze incense burner standing, and the incense on the stove had been lit.

A woman wearing a yellow lady sits cross-legged and has a guzheng on her legs. She wears a finger condom on her bare hands and flicks it slowly.

"Pretending to behave." Seeing this scene, these two words burst out from Zhang Chong's mouth.

No matter how much he complains about it, the appearance of these two women is the best, and the most valuable thing is the child.

Nowadays, I have to go to kindergarten to find a child.

Unexpectedly, there were two people here, and they were very beautiful.

Ma Yan was attracted by the unique charm of the two women who made tea and played the piano. The graceful and transcendent classical model brought people from the impetuous present to the deep palace courtyard.

She was surprised that Zhang Chong, a big fancy carrot, turned out to be abnormal and looked at the fishing person without looking sideways.

The middle-aged man is really as handsome as a jade.

A black hair is tied up with a jade hairpin. Her handsome facial features and slender figure are a man of a person.

He sat on a stone bench with a pinch, crossing his legs. Zhang Chong felt a little uncomfortable, so he took off his socks, ran to the river, put his feet into the river and washed them.

He fluttered his feet in the water.

It stirred up waves of water.

A smell of sweat also spread.

It caused two women to cover their noses and frown, showing an impatient look.

Ma Yan glanced at Zhang Chong, but she didn't expect this guy to do such a disgraceful thing.

This guy was not ashamed of burning the piano and cooking the crane in this way.

Ma Yan blushed, and she held his hand and said, "Isn't it good for Zhang Chong to do this?"

Zhang Chong smiled and said, "Is it okay to be elegant like that? This kid clearly asked me to talk to and arranged this scene. Didn't he just tell me that his Yang family is not an explosive household, but a family inheritance with a background. He told me not to act rashly?"

Zhang Chong deliberately raised the volume so that the other party could hear it.

The man in Tang suit didn't care. He dusted the white middle and middle clothes with bare hands, stood up, turned around and smiled, his teeth were ashen, which made people feel like spring breeze: "I have been here and I have not been able to welcome you, so please forgive me."

Zhang Chong snorted disdainfully: "Pretending to be a ghost!" Then he saw Ma Yan staring at the man and was fascinated.

Ma Yan has never seen a handsome guy, but has never seen such a handsome man. The young master of Zhuoshijia, who walked out of the ancient scrolls of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, couldn't help but stare at him.

Zhang Chong coughed intentionally.

Ma Yan was restrained and her face turned red immediately. She was so annoyed that she only wanted to admire the handsome guy, which made her boyfriend angry.

Zhang Chong's heart was filled with sourness. It was unreasonable that others were acting handsome in front of him, and he even thought his own woman was acting handsome.

"If you have something to say, I don't have time to see you make a move." Zhang Chong pulled his feet out of the river, put on his shoes and socks, and said impatiently.

"It's okay, have a cup of tea first." Yang Liulang ordered the lady to hand him a cup of tea to Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong drank it all in one sip with a teacup.

However, Yang Liulang sipped tea in small sips, and the aftertaste was long.

Although Zhang Chong was very unhappy with this kid, he had to say that this kid was really like an expert in tea drinking.

"Previously, Mr. Zhang had a bit of a conflict with my brother-in-law. I want to be a peacemaker. I hope Mr. Zhang can forget about this." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"Oh, I just don't know where Zhang Tiesheng is?" Zhang Chong touched the teacup with his fingers. He had already poked out the elegant young master Yang. He had no idea what he had in his mind.

"Please come here, Mr. Zhang." Yang Cong said after smiling at the woman who was making tea.

The woman bent down and said, "Yes."

In this way, Zhang Chong saw the woman's face, with a rounded outline, and her pupils were deeply penetrated by the light of wisdom, which was obviously not a vase.

The woman gave her and left.

The woman who played the guzheng had finished playing the guzheng. She put down the guzheng and arrived in front of the three of them.

The white fox has a slender face, a sharp eyebrow, a sword-like look, and a thin lips like a dyed rouge. It has a suitable figure for a fat and thin figure. It has the unique charm of a Jiangnan woman while walking.

"Please, Mr. Zhang." The woman carried a pot in her hand and poured the tea into the cup.

In the green tea leaves, clear water is pouring in the air, and a ball of water is rotating, and the water foam floats on the tea noodles, which makes people feel refreshed. There is a smile on the corners of the woman's eyes, and there is a more charming look between her eyebrows and eyes.

Zhang Chong had never seen the beauty before, but he was also stunned by the woman's instant scenery.

Could it be a beauty trick?

Zhang Chong secretly reminded himself to be careful. This Young Master Yang is a character who eats people and does not spit bones.

Seeing that Zhang Chong was fascinated, Ma Yan stepped on his instep...

Zhang Chong took pain and took his eyes away from the woman's white and tender little hands.

Young Master Yang looked at Zhang Chong with a smile.

The latter did not feel any loss of justice and took a sip of tea with a tea cup.

At this time, Zhang Tiesheng had already arrived at the stone table under the guidance of the woman in white.

He had a swelling bag wrapped around his head and his face was bruised and swollen, so he didn't look like a principal.

Ma Yan felt that this person seemed familiar but was not sure, so she asked Zhang Chong softly: "He won't be..."

"Principal Zhang!" Zhang Chongxiao and touched the woman's hand and said.

"Ah..." Ma Yan's mouth was wide open as if she had swallowed an egg, and she didn't care that Zhang Chong showed such a kissing expression in front of outsiders.

Zhang Tiesheng sat on the other side of the stone table with a gloomy face, as the saying goes, his enemies blushed when they meet.

This is a six-ghost-shaped stone table, so the four people occupy four directions.

Seeing the principal sitting down, Ma Yan hurriedly got up and said that she and Zhang Chong had skipped class and came out to play today, but were caught by the principal. What should I do?

Ma Yan could imagine that the principal's face must be very blue when he saw her.

When the school-wide teacher-student meeting is held, I cannot escape criticism.

Thinking of this, Ma Yan didn't dare to look up.

Ma Yan's psychological activities naturally cannot escape Zhang Chong's eyes.

Zhang Chong pulled her and signaled her to sit down.
To be continued...