A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 692 Angry, Zhuang Zhoucheng, I am very angry

Huo Yan said nothing, glanced at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and walked ahead angrily.

Zhuang Zhoucheng followed her slowly. Huo Yan had tied her long hair up high behind her head today. She wore a white T-shirt, jeans and cloth shoes, looking very youthful.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at his young wife who was walking in front of him in a huff, and felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

Such a beautiful girl is what boys love the most. He has to be on guard against her everywhere. He wishes he had been born ten years later to meet her, so that he would not end up in the anxiety he has now.

Huo Yan was unhappy. He took two quick steps and suddenly stopped, turning around and glaring at Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng also stopped, put his hands in his pockets, and stood tall and straight, showing the maturity and stability that only a man of his age could have.

Huo Yan glared angrily and spoke in an angry tone.

"Don't follow me anymore. The teacher asked me behind your back, are you my uncle or my uncle? It's annoying!"

After yelling, he ran away quickly, very angry.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stood there for a moment, took a deep breath, and then suppressed it again.

Yes, his wife is more than ten years younger than him and is at the prime age for love. What's wrong with her disliking him?

He seemed out of place standing in such a vibrant campus. All the students passing by looked at him curiously. His appearance here was a violation of harmony.

But this is where she belongs.

Zhuang Zhoucheng felt a little choked up, so he walked straight out of the school and waited for her in the car.

He also understood that if he followed her, people would look at him strangely, and he understood why she always dodged and dodged, afraid of being seen.

He doesn't care about these things and doesn't think there is anything wrong with them, but she is different.

Zhuang Zhoucheng had to start thinking from her perspective and try to understand her willfulness and mischief.

On the premise of confirming his own position, he would try his best to agree with her if he could, and compromise if he could.

Huo Yan wandered around the campus and after walking around, he found that the man following him was gone.

Huo Yan panicked. Why was he gone?

When did you leave?

Huo Yan walked back again, but didn't find anyone.

Huo Yan was so angry that she wanted to cry. He left without saying a word. What did that mean?

In a fit of anger, I ran to the administrative building, registered and applied for accommodation.

"The accommodation fee is 1,800 yuan. The tuition fee shown here does not include accommodation fees. You need to pay it separately."

The person who spoke was the teacher who had just asked her to register. Looking at the little girl, her eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

I guess he might have had an argument with his parents and got the opportunity to stay in the hotel.

The office teachers were also puzzled. Living in the dormitory is also a way to train children's self-care and independent living abilities. I don't know what the parents think.

It is natural to let children get along with classmates at school and learn how to communicate with others. This family is strange.

Huo Yan filled out the information and then went to withdraw the money. She still had tens of thousands of yuan left, so she paid the accommodation fee.

Huo Yan went to the new dormitory, which was a double room. This was probably a treatment only for graduate students. The student dormitories in the main campus were all four or six people in a room. Of course, the accommodation fee for one academic year was also half of that.

Huo Yan looked at the balance in his card and felt anxious.

This time she applied for the opportunity to study abroad, and Zhuang Zhoucheng had to provide her with everything. She felt like she was really blocked by him.

I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it before, because I had a little money at that time, but now it feels terrible.

Huo Yan asked his classmates where to catch the bus, and then he walked across most of the campus before he got out of the main gate. He was exhausted, angry and annoyed.

Finally the bus arrived. There were so many people on the bus that Huo Yan was squeezed near the door.

I haven't taken the bus for a long time, and it doesn't feel so good.

In such a crowded day, the car must have smelled unpleasant, and Huo Yan almost vomited.

I got off the bus halfway before I reached my stop. After resting for a while on the side of the road, I finally calmed down. I didn't call Zhuang Zhoucheng, but only called Lu Zeng.

Lu Zeng was puzzled when he received the call, "Didn't the Third Master personally take you to report today?"

Why is someone outside?

What's wrong with this ancestor?

Lu Zeng really admired Huo Yan, as it seemed that her condition would never end.

Huo Yan stamped her feet in anger and yelled at Lu Zeng:

"He left early without telling me, forcing me to take the bus back by myself... I wouldn't have gone back if I hadn't gone back to get something."

Lu Zeng moved the phone slightly away. The girl was very energetic.

"Didn't you call to ask where Mr. Zhou was?" Lu Zeng asked back.

But I subconsciously took the car keys and prepared to go out.

Ruan Huixi came in from outside and was a little surprised to see her husband going out again. Didn’t he say he would take a day off today?

Wait until your husband hangs up before asking.

Huo Yan was still angry. "He left out of spite, and I'm angry too. Why should I call him?"

When Lu Zeng heard Huo Yan's anger, he thought, when an old lady gets angry, how can she be reasonable?

"I understand. I'll hang up now."

Lu Zeng simply responded and hung up the phone.

Ruan Huixi asked, "Ms. Huo Yan?"

"Well, I got angry with Mr. Zhou again. I took the bus back by myself and got off halfway. I was very angry." Lu Zeng said.

After taking a look at the dishes Ruan Huixi brought back, he told her not to work too hard and to eat less because she had to take care of her stomach.

Ruan Huixi smiled and nodded. It is said that women only think other people’s husbands are good.

But she has loved her husband from the beginning to the end. Her husband is the best. Even though he is busy all day and not at home, this man is still the best to her.

After sending her husband out, Ruan Huixi cleaned the room.

When Lu Zeng got in the car, he called the gentleman.

Fortunately, he made a phone call, otherwise, if he drove over, picked up Huo Yan and went back to the village, wouldn't he have left the Third Master outside the school?

Lu Zeng was helpless. This ancestor...

After finishing the call with Zhuang Zhoucheng, he immediately called Huo Yan.

"Hey little aunt, can you be a little more quiet?"

"You called just to lecture me? If you don't want to come, forget it. I'll take a taxi back by myself!"

Huo Yan yelled back angrily.

Waiting for someone is annoying in itself, and waiting outside in the scorching sun has already made me impatient. Lu Zeng's call was like a blast.

"Don't..."

Lu Zeng was helpless, with one hand on the steering wheel. Children are children, and if something goes wrong, their temper is out of control.

Lu Zeng's tone became more firm: "Huo Yan, just stand there and don't move! It's over, I'm hanging up."

Huo Yan stared at the darkened screen and gritted her teeth. "Damn Lu Zeng! How dare he hang up on her first?" She was so pissed.

That’s good, I didn’t wait for Lu Zeng, but waited for Zhuang Zhoucheng.