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Upon hearing this, Fang Yifan smiled and said in a cheeky tone:
"You sent this to me, I can't just return it to you, can I?"
"After all, this is the money for the meal that Yingzi treated me and Ke Xiaoyue to!"
After hearing this, Qiao Yingzi's eyes flickered.
Then he turned his head to the side, pouted, and said as if talking to himself:
"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't. Consider it an invitation to dinner."
Qiao Yingzi stretched, then turned her head, glanced at Fang Yifan, and said:
"Alright, let's go, I'm a little tired."
Fang Yifan smiled at her after hearing this.
"Then when you get home, get some rest."
Although the two of them often like to tease each other.
However, they also care deeply about each other.
Soon, Qiao Yingzi and Fang Yifan headed towards home.
When Fang Yifan got home, he saw that his parents had already returned.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa.
Lin Leier, holding a book, sat to the side reading.
When Fang Yifan returned, his heart skipped a beat.
This scene looks a bit like a joint trial.
So, he rolled his eyes, looked at his parents, and said with a grin:
"Mom and Dad, Lei'er, what are you doing sitting here?"
Lin Leier looked up, smiled at Fang Yifan, and greeted him.
"Cousin, you're back."
He then explained the questions he had raised.
"My aunt and uncle said they're waiting for you to come back!"
Fang Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly.
After hearing this, I realized that I really do seem to be the way I thought I was.
However, for some reason, it seems a bit strange.
After all, I haven't done anything much during this time.
You could say he's an obedient and good child, right?
Although he didn't know why, Fang Yifan had no intention of surrendering so easily.
Instead, he looked at Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie and walked over with a grin.
"Mom and Dad, you're home so early today?"
After hearing Fang Yifan's words, Tong Wenjie turned her head and glanced at him.
"Yes, we finished our business early today, so we came straight back."
Fang Yifan immediately began to flatter him at the opportune moment.
"Mom, you're amazing!"
"I think you really are a career-oriented, strong woman."
Tong Wenjie smiled noticeably after hearing this.
She's not the kind of workaholic who only has work on her mind.
She's not the kind of housewife whose only concern is her child.
She was still very happy after being praised by Fang Yifan.
With a proud look on his face, he nodded: "That's right, you don't even know what kind of person your mother is!"
Turning to Fang Yuan, he chuckled and said, "Dad, I've noticed that your acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds in your recent videos."
"I feel that some professional actors are not as good as you."
Fang Yuan was immediately flattered by Fang Yifan's compliment and became quite arrogant.
You should know that during high school, it's possible to secretly register for art exams.
Of course, I really enjoy performing.
Although my last dream was dashed.
She waited until Fang Yifan took out a script and told her that she could act in it.
Only then did he remember this old dream.
In the past six months, he has become "Huang Baiwan," a figure with considerable online fame.
Recently, I've even received offers from some low-budget variety shows.
His eyes lit up as he looked at Fang Yifan, asking excitedly, "Ah? Really?"
Then, he touched his hair.
"Actually, I've been feeling the same way lately."
In fact, Fang Yifan had hardly ever watched the short films his father made.
To be honest, most of these short films don't require any acting skills.
All you need to do is edit and add voiceover in post-production.
Even someone with facial paralysis can deliver a performance that captures the essence of the art.
Of course, Fang Yifan was only thinking about it in his mind.
Of course not, I'll just say what's on my mind.
After all, what's on your mind should be kept to yourself.
If you say it out loud, is it still considered a heartfelt statement?
Scumbag!
Tong Wenjie, standing to the side, rolled her eyes at the two of them.
From the side, he said quietly, "Alright, you two, father and son, stop praising each other."
Fang Yifan's lips twitched slightly, wondering if his mother would think he was praising her.
Then, Tong Wenjie was seen waving her hand.
"Alright, hurry up and eat."
Fang Yifan turned his head and saw that there were more than a dozen dishes on the table, which looked very sumptuous.
I didn't feel very well after eating Japanese food for lunch today.
After all, I'm not used to eating raw meat and drinking blood.
He walked over and glanced at it.
Turning to his mother, he smiled and asked, "Mom, what's the occasion today? Why is it so lavish?"
Even so, it's even more festive than during the Lunar New Year.
After hearing this, Tong Wenjie glanced at Fang Yifan and then said helplessly:
"how?"
"Does having a nice meal have to be on a specific day?"
Fang Yifan chuckled after hearing this.
"No need, of course not."
After all, how could a foodie resist such a sumptuous feast?
As for his parents and how they disciplined him, he had long forgotten about it.
Even in death, I'd rather die a full-bodied ghost.
Chapter 889 A False Alarm
The group sat down neatly, and then drinks were poured into their blankets.
No, the round cup contains wine.
Fang Yifan turned his head and glanced at Tong Wenjie.
Tong Wenjie then raised her glass.
"Alright, let's clink glasses!"
With smiles on their faces, the group raised their glasses and clinked them together.
"cheers!"
Afterwards, Tong Wenjie put down her wine glass and coughed.
"Okay, now I have something to say."
Fang Yifan's pupils contracted. No way.
I haven't eaten my meal yet.
My own mother is about to start taking care of herself.
His eyes darted around, and he could only try to find a way to excuse himself.
Fang Yifan turned his head and looked at Tong Wenjie with some curiosity, asking, "Mom, what do you want to talk about?"
Tong Wenjie chuckled lightly, then explained.
"Here's the thing, your dad and I are going to Shanghai to take care of some things."