Murong Yan suddenly stopped as he went upstairs, "Wait a minute, you haven't eaten yet. Why don't you eat something first? I'm afraid you're hungry."

Murong Yan said that the wind was like the rain, and dragged Yaizhen to Zhao Mingshuo, "Hello, please help me take care of Mingshi and let him eat something. I will be back soon."

Zhao Mingshuo, who was chatting with someone, was stunned for a moment and subconsciously agreed.

After Murong Yan left, he felt that something was wrong. This was his younger brother. Why did he act like an outsider?

Yaizhen also felt that the evening work was both technical and strenuous, so he had to eat something.

"You go about your business, I'll go by myself."

Although the Zhao family is not as good as the Murong family, it is still a well-known family, so the cooking skills of the chef invited for this banquet are naturally inferior.

More than once, Yaizhen felt that this was the good thing about human beings. Although they did not have endless life or great power, they were favored by heaven, probably because of their flexible brains.

It's not like a glutton, who just swallows everything he eats and wastes good things in vain.

"Zhao Mingshi!" Zhao Jing came back on high heels, her face no longer pretending to be friendly, and her malice suddenly appeared, "Where is your Young Master Murong?"

Yaizhen swallowed a mouthful of chicken, and there were three or five pieces of pork ribs on the dinner plate in his hand, "It's none of your business."

"Haha, you are indeed very capable, aren't you just trying to curry favor with the Murong family? Why are you so arrogant?"

Zhao Jing deliberately looked at Yaizhen with disdainful eyes, "Our Zhao family is well-established no matter how you say it. As the second son of the head of the Zhao family, you actually followed the Murong family and acted as a lackluster. It's embarrassing to tell anyone!"

Yaizhen: "Then don't tell anyone."

Zhao Jing's mocking words were blocked back, and she was speechless for a long time, "Are you going to break the jar?"

I don't even know what this girl is thinking, and I'm not very familiar with her. Why does she keep coming here to annoy others?

"Can you get out of the way? I have something else to do later."

Zhao Jing was furious, "You are still shameless! Do you really think that the young master of the Murong family is sincerely making friends with you?"

Yaizhen didn't want to quarrel with her. If he got angry, he couldn't hit her, otherwise he would be yelled at by the system to bully the weak again. But if he didn't say this, he would panic.

So stay away from this idiot.

"Yes, yes, he treats me as his younger brother, so he came here specifically to attend my younger brother's grandfather's birthday party, okay? Are you happy? If you are happy, can you go further? You are affecting my eating."

Zhao Jing took a breath, "How dare you talk to me like that?"

Yaizhen was puzzled, why couldn't he talk to her like this?

And he has already followed Zhao Jing's words, so why can't he do it?

The system looked at Zhao Jing's state and was afraid that she would cause a scene and cause trouble, so it advised: [Okay, okay, let's stay away and not deal with the little girl. ]

Yaizhen's temper has really improved a lot recently. He didn't get angry when he heard this. Instead, he listened to the system's advice and walked in the opposite direction with his dinner plate.

As a result, his attitude angered Zhao Jing even more. Zhao Jing was so angry that she suddenly pushed Yaizhen towards the food.

Yaizhen was keenly aware of her attack and dodged it.

On the contrary, Zhao Jing couldn't hold it back and fell towards the dining table uncontrollably.

Zhao Jing, whose center of gravity was unstable, wanted to reach out and grab Yaizhen's arm, but Yaizhen raised his hand and dodged it.

Just kidding, that hand was holding a dinner plate, what a pity it fell to the floor.

There was a crashing sound, the carefully crafted ceramic plates and ornaments were shattered all over the floor, and the delicate and delicious food on the plate also lost its beauty because it fell to the ground.

The silver fringed dress on Zhao Jing's body was also completely scrapped, and the colorful food and smell infected the dress and white skin.

In fact, from Yaizhen's point of view, it's not too bad. After all, it's fresh food. It's better than having swill on your body, so it's not too embarrassing.

But in Zhao Jing's opinion, this was simply the darkest moment in her life!

As the most famous daughter in the school, Zhao Jing pursues perfection in everything, but today she made such a big mistake in her old house!

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Jing was ready to kill Yaizhen at this time.

"Zhao! Ming! Shi!" Even though Zhao Jing was so angry that she wanted to draw her sword, she also knew that the best solution now was to calm down. If she screamed regardless of her identity, she would be completely losing face.

Yaizhen lowered his eyes and looked down at the embarrassed Zhao Jing on the ground, and comforted her perfunctorily: "Oh, why is my cousin sitting on the ground? It's so cold."

"What's going on?" Father Zhao and Mother Zhao who were nearby quickly rushed over. Seeing this scene, the veins on Father Zhao's forehead jumped wildly, "Zhao Mingshi! What did you do again?!"

Zhao's mother gave Zhao's father a gentle push. This was not the time to convict him.

"Oh, come on, come on, help Xiaojing up."

Yaizhen glanced at Zhao Jing with disgust, who was covered in food residue, and really didn't want to reach out to help her.

When Zhao Jing saw his look, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Although she was the one who made the move first, it didn't succeed!

When she was about to fall, Zhao Mingshi, that bastard, didn't even reach out and even avoided it!

What Zhao Jing remembers most clearly is the indifferent look in his eyes when he avoided her, as if he was looking at an ant, and the look in his eyes when he lowered his head to check the dinner plate was warmer than looking at her!

As a big living person, she is not even as important as the few ribs in Yaizhen's hand!

Zhao Jing didn't know whether her anger was more because of the shame or because of that look in her eyes.

Zhao Jing was finally helped up by the eldest brother of the Zhao family. Zhao Mingshuo felt the greasy touch on his palms and gritted his teeth to endure it, "Jingjing was too careless. Hurry, go wash up and change clothes."

Zhao's mother also stood up and comforted her, "Come on, Jingjing, there are many beautiful clothes at my aunt's place, all of them are this year's new styles."

Zhao Jing held Zhao Mingshuo's arm, glared at Yaizhen fiercely, turned around and said aggrievedly: "My cousin Mingshi pushed me just now... ah no, he didn't hold me up, my leg seems to be sprained."

Yaizhen was not angry when someone secretly accused him in front of his face, as if the person Zhao Jing was accusing was not him, so he just watched her perform while eating.

Father Zhao's face was dark, and he didn't want to make the matter worse, "Uncle, talk to him later! Xiaojing, go change clothes first."

Zhao Jing was not willing to let Yaizhen be handled so lightly. She wanted to say something more, but the sound of footsteps came, "What are you doing?"

Murong Yan stepped forward and looked at Yaizhen, seeing that he was not in a bad state, and then looked back at Zhao Mingshuo, "I told you to take good care of him, and yet he was bullied just now."

Zhao Mingshuo: "Sorry..."

No, what is he saying to apologize for? This is his younger brother! And he is such a big man, is it possible that he still needs to be watched one by one?

Besides...

"It seems I'm the one being bullied, right?" Zhao Jing said with a smile, "Master Murong, please look clearly, it's me who's in utter embarrassment right now."

Murong Yan said "ha", "So? What does it have to do with me?"

Although Murong Yan has never experienced this kind of situation, he has seen many similar incidents. There are too many interests mixed in the wealthy family, so the feelings are naturally not pure, and the juniors fight to the death.

At first glance, it was clear that this woman was responsible for the trouble. His boyfriend was kind and low-key, and he must have silently endured all the grievances when he wasn't here.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan glanced at Zhao Mingshuo reproachfully again, making Zhao Mingshuo almost apologize to his younger brother's classmates again for not taking good care of his younger brother.

"Let's go." Murong Yan pulled Yaizhen away, and no one else dared to stop him.

Zhao Jing wanted to stop her, but her mother secretly held her back, "Oh, it's all a misunderstanding. Let's go, Xiaojing."

Father Zhao also quickly asked someone to clean it up, and then explained the situation to the guests with a slight apology.

Everyone understood the fight among the juniors and didn't say much, but the curiosity behind the scenes was naturally inevitable.

After all, there aren't many juniors who can make such a big fuss at the old man's birthday party.

I don’t know who is the real evil behind this.

Naturally, Murong Yan didn't know the looks in other people's eyes. After dragging Yaizhen back to the room, he locked the door directly to eliminate any possibility of interference.

"Let's get started!"

Yaizhen looked at him casually locking the door, feeling amused. He sat on the bed and looked at him, "Isn't it too early now?"

"It's not early at all!" Murong Yan said seriously: "This time is just right. It's almost time to go to bed after finishing."

However, in order to avoid being disturbed, Murong Yan turned off Yazhen's mobile phone and his own mobile phone and threw them in the drawer.

"I just went out to buy something." Murong Yan licked his lips unconsciously, and then took out several small umbrellas with square blue packaging from his trouser pocket.

Only then did Yaizhen think of this. It seemed that a small umbrella was really needed to do that safely.

The system laughed wildly: [Did you see it? This is the wall between attack and reception! You are not qualified at all in attacking!]

Yaizhen sneered in his heart, stretched out his hand and threw the small umbrella in his hand, "I don't like this, let's be more direct."

System: [You don’t need a small umbrella to attack, you scumbag!]

Murong Yan's face turned red and he was a little embarrassed, "You really don't need this? Don't you mind?"

Thinking that Yaizhen might be embarrassed, Murong Yan quickly changed his mind, "It doesn't matter, don't use it if you don't need it, I will clean it up."

Yaizhen was extremely satisfied. He didn't like to serve others, so it would be more appropriate for Murong Yan to take the initiative to clean up.

Noticing the bulge in Murong Yan's other pocket, Yaizhen raised his chin and asked, "What's in that pocket?"

Murong Yan obediently handed him the black bottle in his pocket, "This is for lubrication."

The black bottle is made of glass and is slightly transparent. The liquid flows in the bottle and is slightly viscous, unlike the popular brands you can buy in stores.

"Where did you get it?"

Murong Yan: "I asked the butler to give it to me."

"He didn't ask you why you wanted this?"
To be continued...