After saying that, the entire study room was very quiet, so quiet that the air almost exploded.

"That's it," Yang Zhaolin didn't care. "If I go to the research institute, I will work harder by myself. In the final analysis, this matter is all because of me."

If it weren't for him, Pei Xi wouldn't have invited Dean Li to come.

Yang Lai took a deep breath. He looked up at Yang Zhaolin, his eyes darkened, "I understand, I'll solve this matter."

Yang Zhaolin nodded and went out.

**

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhao Fan finally rushed from his hometown to Jianghe Villa. During this time, Manager Sheng arranged for Zhao Fan two potential artists, one man and one woman.

Zhao Fan also knew that just like Meng Fu, he would be similar to Yi Tong in the future, and he was in a demigod hidden state.

So I took over two newcomers.

However, it is still centered on Meng Fu and is preparing to follow up on Meng Fu's next announcement.

Zhao Fan still brought a suitcase and a computer. When she went to Jianghe Villa, Su Di was studying new dishes in the kitchen.

Meng Fu sat in the hall, putting his computer on his legs and playing games.

Before Meng Fuben finished calling, his cell phone rang. It was Yang Zhaolin.

"A Fu." Yang Zhaolin's voice was very heavy.

Meng Fu controlled the character with one hand, not obscure at all: "Brother, you said."

"Xinchen... Why didn't his phone call be connected?" Yang Zhaolin could hear her tiredness, "Still yesterday."

Meng Fu was stunned. She remembered that Jiang Xinchen was trained by Su Huang again. "Xinchen has something to do now. His mobile phone should be locked. What's the matter with him? If there is no urgent matter, you can contact him the day after tomorrow."

When Meng Fu's voice didn't seem to be lying, Yang Zhaolin breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't hang up the phone, and was silent for a while.

Meng Fu pressed the keyboard with his fingertips, and he didn't rush to hang up the phone.

After a while, he heard Yang Zhaolin's voice: "I'm sorry."

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows.

"Just as for Xinchen, my dad and I knew about it..." Yang Zhaolin smiled bitterly.

Meng Fu pressed his white fingers on the keyboard, paused for a moment before leaning against the back of the chair, Feng Qingyundan: "No need, it has nothing to do with you, there is no need to blame yourself. In the final analysis, he is too weak."

Yang Zhaolin didn't listen to Meng Fu, and just said, "I will give you an explanation."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Meng Fu looked at her phone and frowned. She finished typing the copy, closed the computer, and then got up.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Fan sorted out the things.

Su Di also came out of the kitchen.

Meng Fu took her coat from the upper floor and said, "Go to the Yang family."

Su Di sent Meng Fu to the Yang family.

The servant recognized Meng Fu and did not tell anyone in the house, so he opened the door and let Meng Fu come in.

In the room, Yang Lai, Mrs. Yang Hua and Yang Zhaolin were all there. She was discussing something, but when she saw Meng Fu coming in, Mrs. Yang quickly got up and smiled and said, "A Fu, why are you here?"

Meng Fu said hello to Mrs. Yang Lai and Mrs. Yang, and she saw that Yang Zhaolin was actually at home, "Aren't you in the research institute?"

She had seen Yang Zhaolin's progress. Logically speaking, she should be in the actual simulation period and would not be so idle.

Hearing Meng Fu's words, Yang Hua spoke directly, "A Fu, your cousin..."

"Baozhu, I'll take you upstairs to see the flowers I saw last night," Yang Hua was held down by Mrs. Yang before she finished speaking, "A new orchid, you must like..."

As she said that, she took Yanghua upstairs.

Meng Fu looked at the backs of the two and raised his eyebrows.

Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin also breathed a sigh of relief.

In the room upstairs, Mrs. Yang let go of her hand and turned on the computer to let Yang Hua look at the orchid.

"Why don't you let me tell A Fu?" Yang Hua looked at Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang shook her head, "Speaking it out, A Fu will only increase her self-blame. It's better not to say it, Baozhu, don't tell A Fu these things later?"

This matter actually has nothing to do with Meng Fu.

But Meng Fu knew that if Yang Zhaolin left the institute because of this, he would definitely be under pressure.

These are also what Mrs. Yang doesn't want to see.

Yang Hua is not stupid either. She will know what Mrs. Yang is thinking about after a change of mind.

She glanced at Mrs. Yang, pondered for a while before speaking: "Okay."

Seeing that Yang Hua did not insist, Mrs. Yang breathed a sigh of relief. She put down her mouse and waited for a while before taking Yang Hua downstairs.

**

When the two went downstairs, Meng Fu sat on the sofa and chatted with Yang Lai, his face was not abnormal.

At the same time, a horn sounded at the door.

The servant hurried in and was very nervous: "The old lady is here!"

Yang Lai quickly controlled the wheelchair and walked outside.

Yang Zhaolin also stood up immediately.

Mrs. Yang knew that the old lady came today to talk about Yang Zhaolin. She looked at Meng Fu and hurried over, "A Fu, let's go to the greenhouse..."

Meng Fu put down the teacup, but still carelessly said, "Leave."

Three people walked out the door.

At the same time, the car doors parked in the courtyard were opened.

Old lady Duan got off the car slowly in the back seat. She was wearing a dark short jacket, her hair was combed meticulously, and occasionally a sharp light flashed in her muddy eyes.

Later, Pei Xi also got out of the car. When she saw Yang Lai, she was very cold-hearted.

Old Mrs. Duan didn't care at all. When she saw Pei Xi get out of the car, she showed a satisfied expression of appreciation in her eyes.

Turning to Yang Zhaolin again, her eyebrows and eyes sternly.

As for Yang Hua Mengfu and Mrs. Yang behind, Old Mrs. Duan never noticed them.

"Go in and talk." Old Mrs. Duan looked at Yang Zhaolin and others indifferently, with strict eyes and eyes.

Meng Fu looked at Yanghua. Yanghua's face was not strange, but went to the flower room. She followed Yanghua to the flower room, took a kettle, and wanted to water a pot of flowers.

Yang Hua took scissors and cut the flower branches with Mrs. Yang. Seeing Meng Fu's scene, she quickly asked her to stop: "This is not how water is watered. This pot of flowers must be trimmed first, and finally mixed with Billy's potion to deworm it. Spring is coming, and its soil pH is... "

"I vomited," Meng Fu held the kettle and turned to the poplar flower expressionlessly. "Why does it take so many steps for it as a flower?"

The gardener standing aside: "..."

Mrs. Yang hurriedly took the kettle and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it..."

She went to water it, and Meng Fu looked at them and watered it.

Then I thought about it and walked towards the hall.

She walked quietly, no one else noticed.

In the hall, Old Mrs. Duan put the quilt on the table with a "pop", looked at Yang Zhaolin, and said with a stern look: "I apologize to Xixi and go back to the institute!"

Pei Xi looked at Yang Zhaolin lightly and did not speak.

Yang Lai spoke with neither humility nor arrogant words, "Mom, I support Zhaolin in this matter, you don't need to say more."

He didn't even look at Pei Xi.

Pei Xi's face became even colder.

"You two are bold!" Old Mrs. Duan's chest was so angry that her chest was undulating. She turned to Pei Xi, her face was slightly better, and she could see sharpness in her eyebrows: "Xi Xi, don't be angry, this resignation letter cannot be given to Zhaolin."

After saying that, he turned to Yang Zhaolin again, his eyes darkened: "Zhaolin, I apologize to your cousin. I just pretended that this happened. The Jiang family was fine. Your cousin was just for you at that time. You hurt your cousin's heart like this? Zhaolin, you have always been the child I value the most."

Yang Zhaolin stood there all the time, not looking up, "Sorry, grandma, I've disappointed you."

"You..." Old Mrs. Duan was planning her life, and Yang Zhaolin was so disobedient to herself for the first time.

"Grandma, you listened in person, don't he apologize to me?" Pei Xi was too lazy to deal with Yang Zhaolin. She looked at Old Mrs. Duan, took out the official seal in her pocket and reported it and slapped it on the table: "This is your official seal of resignation, please pack it."

Yang Zhaolin looked down and put it away directly.

Old Mrs. Duan couldn't maintain her calmness when she looked at the official seal of resignation.

Although she valued Pei Xi now, Yang Zhaolin was trained by her after all, with her indifferent eyebrows and eyes and her voice calmed down: "Zhaolin, do you know that if you leave the research institute and join the research team in the future, it will be ten times more difficult."

Yang Zhaolin put away the official seal of resignation and looked up, he was still calm, "I know."
To be continued...