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During the Spring Festival, Yang Tianyou called Niu Wazi and asked Niu Wazi to help him go to visit my mother's grave. However, he himself burned paper money in Shanghai. According to the tradition of his hometown, every Chinese New Year and holidays, he had to burn paper money to his deceased ancestors. It would be best if he could visit the grave. If there was no such condition, he would need to burn it in front of the hall or at the intersection, and call it to transform wax in front of the hall and wax on the roadside respectively. This is very particular.

During the Spring Festival, Yang Tianyou was actually a little bored. Every day, he had nothing to do except go to the restaurant to check it out. He didn't feel it yet, but at this time he suddenly felt that he had almost no friends in Shanghai, which made him feel a little lonely.

Of course, he originally had a place to go, for example, Qi Xinpeng invited him to go and play more than once, but except for the first day of the first lunar month, Yang Tianyou has never been there again.

Just like when he is with Fei Wanjun, Yang Tianyou will not be unprepared because of Qi Xinpeng's honesty. Instead, this makes him feel even more dangerous. Yes, he just thinks Qi Xinpeng is a bit dangerous.

However, Yang Tianyou also understood that Qi Xinpeng's danger would not be reflected yet, but one day, Qi Xinpeng would have something to ask for him. He knew very well that it would be beneficial to be remembered from time to time. This is really not a fun thing and will not make people happy.

As for the relationship between Qi Mengxiang and Yang Tianyou, he is still lukewarm. Yang Tianyou himself is not confident at all. Fortunately, he does not expect Qi Mengxiang to really marry him in the future. He has his own things to do, such as career, and brothers. He thinks that a man has many things to do, except for women.

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"Why haven't you come out yet?" Yang Tianyou looked at the time. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Today is the seventh day of the Chinese New Year. Yang Tianyou was originally in the restaurant, but suddenly received a call from Fei Wanjun and asked him to come and pick him up the plane. So Yang Tianyou ran over happily.

Yang Tianyou has been so idle these days. Finally, Fei Wanjun, a friend, has returned. He is actually very happy, so he is a little excited. What makes him even more painful is that the flight originally arrived at around 3:00 in the afternoon, but now it is past 4:00, and it is an hour late, but there is no one there.

Sitting in the car, Yang Tianyou was a little depressed and smoked a cigarette and lit it. Fortunately, there was music in the car, but the music he listened to was still the same song he listened to when he first came to Shanghai. It felt very familiar, a bit like Zhang Feng's voice.

In fact, Yang Tianyou has always been a nostalgic person. This can be seen from his thoughts about Qi Mengxiang. If you fall in love with something, it will last for a long time and will be speechless. Over the years, the toothpaste, soap, cigarettes he smokes are almost the same brand, and it will never be changed easily.

Just a few meters away from Yang Tianyou, a silver-white Lexus LX is quite dazzling. Yang Tianyou has seen it before. The brother who drove a luxury car is younger than him. He is probably only about twenty years old. He is undoubtedly a rich second generation. Yang Tianyou has never caught a cold in this kind of person. He is not surprised if he sees it too much.

Yang Tianyou called Fei Wanjun again.

Huh?

Yang Tianyou exclaimed lightly, and this time it was actually opened. Five minutes ago, Yang Tianyou also prompted to turn off the phone when he was shooting.

The phone was quickly connected. Fei Wanjun said that she had just got off the plane and came out immediately. After that, she hung up the phone.

Yang Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief. Today he was still wearing the white suit, the very sexy one. He looked at the rearview mirror. Yang Tianyou was very satisfied with his outfit. When he opened the car door, Yang Tianyou tidied up his clothes and made preparations.

It would be even better if there was a bouquet of roses!

Yang Tianyou muttered, and when he turned his head, he really saw the roses. The fiery red roses are so big.

I first admired the flower well, and finally looked at the person holding the bouquet of flowers. Yes, it was the rich second generation Yang Tianyou had seen before, the owner of the Lexus car, the handsome guy who looked only about twenty years old. Well, he was not a handsome guy, at most a creamy boy.

The cream-student actually wore a white casual suit, but unfortunately he stood with Yang Tianyou, which made Yang Tianyou feel a little sad. Is it popular to wear white suits these days? Or do they like to wear white suits and slutty?

The buttery young man looked at Yang Tianyou and snorted contemptuously from his nostrils. After looking at Yang Tianyou's a8, he snorted even more. Perhaps in his opinion, Yang Tianyou's car is not as expensive as his car, and he is not as young as him, so he still feels a little superior.

Yang Tianyou was too amused and too lazy to see this cream boy. After all, he is almost 30 years old now, so it is really boring to fight with this cream boy. Besides, Yang Tianyou understands that even if he really wants to fight with a wealthy boy, he may not be the opponent of this cream boy.

At most, I am a millionaire, but I am just the one I have on it, but how many millionaires are there in Shanghai? There are too many! I guess there are as many billionaires as there are, so what do you think of? Nothing is counted!

Thinking about Fei Wanjun can earn some face for herself, Yang Tianyou felt proud in his heart. Humph, yaya, I envy you so much!

Two men, two slutty men, and two men wearing white suits and extremely slutty men standing on the side of the road outside the airport, they looked particularly eye-catching. Passengers and taxi drivers couldn't help but cast their eyes, and many people even started to talk.

Both men were thick-skinned enough to ignore this.

Soon, Fei Wanjun appeared in Yang Tianyou's sight. Today, Fei Wanjun wore a very casual sweater, with a windbreaker on her outside and a brightly colored scarf around her neck. In fact, Fei Wanjun was really not very high-profile and was dressed in ordinary clothes, but among a group of travelers, she still stood out.

As soon as Fei Wanjun appeared, it immediately aroused the amazement of many people around him.

Beauty can cause a sensation wherever she walks, Yang Tianyou sighed.

Fei Wanjun was not surprised by this. She looked at Yang Tianyou. She probably saw Yang Tianyou. She was stunned at first, then a strange smile appeared on her face, and she nodded to her.

Yang Tianyou did not move. He was about to wait for Fei Wanjun to approach before he met him, but before he could see the action, the buttery young man next to him had moved and walked towards Fei Wanjun with flowers. Before leaving, he deliberately looked at Yang Tianyou, and then snorted proudly, with a bit of a demonstration.

Puff, grandma, he won’t come to pick up Fei Wanjun, right?

What is this young woman Fei doing today? It wasn't it intentional, right? Also, is this a bit coincidental?

Yang Tianyou almost laughed out loud, but he suddenly felt a little unhappy. He didn't know why. Anyway, he was just unhappy when he saw the buttery young actor walking towards Fei Wanjun.

But he still didn't move, he wanted to see the love story again.

But I was really afraid of anything. The situation that Yang Tianyou was most reluctant to see happened. The buttery young actor stopped Fei Wanjun, and it seemed that the two of them were still very familiar.

Fei Wanjun took the flowers sent by the other party, and then smiled and talked to the buttery young man, which made Yang Tianyou feel a little unhappy in an instant.

She actually picked up his flowers?

Too much, too much, too much!

She clearly asked herself to pick her up, but suddenly she called the rich second generation of cream-students to pick her up. What does this mean? Playing with me?

Too much, too much, too much!

Yang Tianyou was in a very bad mood.

But soon, Yang Tianyou realized that no, you can’t be angry, you must not be angry. If you are angry, wouldn’t it mean that you care about her very much?

This fairy will be very proud at that time, hehe, then I don’t care anymore.

When it comes to acting, Yang Tianyou is still quite excited.

So he was motionless now, with a look of watching the show. He leaned against the car door, and Yang Tianyou even lit a cigarette and started smoking very comfortably.

Okay, if you want to play, I will play with you. If you want to go with him, I will pretend not to know him. Yes, I will pretend not to know him!

Yang Tianyou made up his mind secretly.

The buttery young man and Fei Wanjun seemed to have a good conversation. They walked towards this side together. Some travelers were talking not far away, and some sighed and curled their lips. Everyone's eyes were also complicated, some were envious, some were jealous, some were lonely on the surface, and actually had a hot heart...

He was so proud and proud that the buttery little boy had a high chest and stood straight, so straight. It was obvious that this guy felt very accomplished now. He even looked at Yang Tianyou and curled his lips, with a hint of contempt and joke flashing in his eyes.

Yang Tianyou smiled indifferently, still calmly.

Finally, Fei Wanjun and the buttery little boy walked to Yang Tianyou. The buttery little boy quickly opened the car door, but Fei Wanjun smiled and said, "Xiao Yang, I'm sorry, my friend has come to pick me up, and we made an appointment to go home to make dinner together, so I may have to thank you for your kindness, but thank you for your flowers."

Turning his head, Fei Wanjun blinked at Yang Tianyou, threw a charming look, and said, "Are you impatient to wait?"

Yang Tianyou originally wanted to treat himself as a passerby, but now when he heard Fei Wanjun's words, he felt moved. He smiled at the surprised buttery young man on the other side, and then deliberately pretended to be cool, and said to Fei Wanjun with a face: "You are not wrong, I have been waiting for more than an hour. You have to compensate me tonight!"

"What compensation do you want?" Fei Wanjun was stunned. She might not have expected Yang Tianyou to say such things, but her eyes flashed, as if she understood a little. She immediately looked like a good girl and cooperated with Yang Tianyou.

Yang Tianyou giggled and said, "You know, these things will be discussed when you go home."

"Okay, anyway, you can do whatever you want." Fei Wanjun is simply a fairy and gave Yang Tianyou a few consecutive glamorous glances.

Yang Tianyou was ashamed and opened the trunk directly and helped Fei Wanjun put the suitcase in. Then he got on the car. Fei Wanjun had already gotten on the car first, and he did not forget to wave to the creamy young student whose face turned pale at the car window.

The Creamy Young Master's face was extremely hard to see at this moment. Listening to the comments of those passers-by not far away, his heart was about to drip from.

"Well, this pair is still the same. The handsome man and the beautiful woman are. The key is that the temperament matches the same."

"Yes, they are all very mature, they are indeed a perfect match."

"Didn't you see someone else's love or conscience?"

"Worry, that unlucky guy may get angry when he hears it!"

"He wants to be self-indulgent, he cares about it. It's great to have money, cut it!"

"Wow, look, that beauty threw the flower away!"

The creamy little boy wanted to cry because he also saw that Fei Wanjun was actually throwing the flower out of the window ten meters away, just throwing it next to a trash can, which broke his heart!

How can this be done? How can this be done!

The creamy little boy's teeth creaked, and he felt that his face was enough today. Thinking about Yang Tianyou just wanted to ask Fei Wanjun to compensate him at night, the creamy little boy wanted to bite Yang Tianyou to death.

Compensation? At night?

What do you want to do?

"Aren't you afraid that the handsome guy will collapse?" Yang Tianyou couldn't help but make fun of him when he saw Fei Wanjun throwing away the roses.

Fei Wanjun smiled and said, "The only effect I want is to make him collapse and give up."

Yang Tianyou felt a little moved and said with a wry smile: "You might be using me as a shield, right? I'm not so bad, right?"

"What if I say yes?" Fei Wanjun smiled even happier, but the look of her eyes was obviously not as provocative as before.

Yang Tianyou smiled and said, "I'm used to it, by the way, who is that guy? I didn't expect it to be the control of the emperor!"

"The son of an important client, a rich second generation, a playboy, and a creamy young man, looks annoying, and it's hard to scold him directly, so I just asked you to help." Fei Wanjun said lightly.

After saying oh, Yang Tianyou said again: "How is it? How is the Spring Festival?"

Frowning, Fei Wanjun sighed and said, "It's still the same, there's nothing to be happy or unhappy."

Yang Tianyou was stunned, and some doubted that Fei Wanjun's relationship with her parents didn't seem to be so good. He immediately changed the topic: "By the way, where are we going now?"

"Of course I'm going to my house. Aren't you going to pick me up?" Fei Wanjun smiled again and finally said, "Also, don't you want to compensate?"

Puff, Yang Tianyou almost fell head-on. If it weren't for the brakes under his feet, the car would have hit the guardrail.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Yang Tianyou rolled his eyes suddenly, turned his head and looked at Fei Wanjun with some anger. Unfortunately, the latter still had a harmless smile, which made Yang Tianyou defeated in an instant.
Chapter completed!