Chapter 128 Passing Risks
Fang Yifan's worries were justified. After dismissing Lin Lei'er, Li Meng, who was worried, called Song Qian.

"What? You said Yingzi hasn't arrived at school yet?"

Song Qian who received the call was dumbfounded by the question.

"Yeah, I just asked Lin Lei'er in our class, Qiao Yingzi has been in this situation for a few days."

After answering the questions, Li Meng asked Lin Lei'er casually.

"Okay, then I understand, thank you Teacher Li for your concern."

Thinking of one night, when the lights in Qiao Weidong's house were on, the famous detective Song Qian had a flash of inspiration and had a guess.

Dong dong dong

"Qiao Weidong, open the door for me..."

When Song Qian knocked on the door, the Qiao family's father and daughter were already in the hospital. Naturally, no one opened the door, so she had no choice but to make a phone call.

"Hey, Qiao Weidong, is Yingzi with you? I told you..."

"Song Qian, you are too much; Yingzi is sick and has a fever, and you still let her go to school, are you such a mother?"

His daughter was getting a needle, and Qiao Weidong was full of confidence, so he chose to fight back.

"What? Yingzi is sick, where are you and Yingzi?"

"Where can it be, of course it is in the hospital; I have been hanging with salt water for five days with her, and the situation only improved today."

Fudge, Qiao Weidong flicked hard.

"Which hospital are you in? I'll come right over..."

This is not suspicious, Qiao Yingzi is really going to have a physical problem, Song Qian is still very anxious.

Half an hour later, Song Qian arrived at the hospital; seeing her daughter in Qiao Weidong's arms hanging salt water, her doubts were gone, only deep guilt.

"Yingzi, why didn't you tell mom that you were not feeling well?"

"I told you that the first day."

I have a little cold, and it's not easy to pretend to be sick, Qiao Yingzi said weakly.

"I thought you were all right, and I haven't seen you say anything these days."

"The child has already told you. If you don't care, she will continue to tell you."

It's rare to make sense, Qiao Weidong said unceremoniously.

"Qiao Weidong, what's your business if I talk to Yingzi? Also, have you moved back to Scholarly Garden?"

Song Qian felt guilty for Qiao Yingzi, and she had nothing to say to Qiao Weidong.

"Yingzi is in her third year of high school, as her father, what's wrong with me moving back to Scholarly Garden?
If I hadn't seen her staggering and walking to school at the gate of the community that day, I wouldn't have known that you abused her so much? "

The highest level of lying is to believe yourself when you say it, and Qiao Weidong has basically reached this level.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense. How could Mom abuse me? I was going to school that day."

Seeing Qiao Weidong go too far, Qiao Yingzi replied.

Song Qian was relieved by Qiao Yingzi's words; fortunately, at least her daughter understood her.

"Mom, why don't you go back first, after hanging the water, Dad will send me to school."

Seeing Song Qian looking at him worriedly, Qiao Yingzi suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Why don't you go to school today, and after hanging the water, we'll go home and rest for a day."

Although academic performance is important, her daughter's physical condition is even more important. Song Qian understands this.

"Mom, I'm really fine. I also went to school a few days ago; besides, it's Saturday, and if you want to rest, you will rest tomorrow. You can go back first and cook something I like to eat at night."

"That's it, that's okay, you tell me what you want to eat, and Mom will make it for you tonight."

The trick of pretending to be sick and hanging salt water is really amazing, and Song Qian, who is as witty as she is, was fooled;

"Dad, do you think it's too much for us to lie to Mom like this?"

Seeing Song Qian leave with three steps and three turns, Qiao Yingzi felt guilty.

"Not too much, this is a white lie; at least for now, hello me, hello everyone."

Qiao Weidong didn't feel guilty at all, and even raised his eyebrows a little. This was the first time in many years that he had the upper hand in front of Song Qian.

After Qiao Yingzi finished hanging the water, Qiao Weidong personally sent her to school, and met with Li Meng to talk about the matter.

"Are you really sick?"

Huang Zhitao knew the inside story, but even she was stunned by Qiao Yingzi's posture.

"I have a cold, my dad took me to the hospital to hang up the water."

It takes countless lies to cover up a lie; it's the same with deceiving people, my mother has been lied to, and I'm not bad for a good friend.

I should do my best to perform as I should cooperate with you, and Fang Yifan handed over love ginger tea again.

"Pretending to be sick is really sick, let's see if you dare to do it in the future?"

Fang Yifan's words had two meanings, and it was also an opportunity to beat Qiao Yingzi.

"Well, I'm doing well today. I'm very satisfied. With your ginger tea, I'm sure my cold will be cured next week."

Qiao Yingzi understood Fang Yifan's meaning in seconds, and replied.

Nothing can stop me from yearning for freedom...

While talking, Fang Yifan's cell phone rang.

"Who is calling you at this time, and you too, why don't you mute it, aren't you afraid it will ring during class?"

These days, elementary school students all carry mobile phones, let alone high school students like Fang Yifan and the others; but during school, they usually mute their voices to protect themselves and their phones.

"It's business."

"Don't transfer the money to me this time. It's more than 300 million. Just put it in the WeChat account like this. I'm a little scared."

Tong Wenjie checked her mobile phone for three days and two days, Fang Yifan did nothing but transfer all the money to Qiao Yingzi's WeChat account.

"It's just over 300 million, Xiaoqian, you're going to be a housekeeper in the future"

"Get out, who is your housekeeper?"

.........

Ye Haoran, Yang Yi's agent; yes, not only those in the entertainment industry, but also those in the painting industry today must have an agent; of course, this agent will not help you take care of your wife, at best, he will introduce clients and arrange It's a bit of a high-end intermediary to promote.

"Brother Ye, today is not a rest day, why did you call me?"

The two made an appointment to only contact each other on rest days.

"I have your school's timetable, you should be resting at this time."

"Well, Brother Ye is a professional, what do you want from me?"

In order to take the initiative, you still have to say what you ask knowingly.

"Don't say Brother Ye doesn't take care of you, there is big business."

When he first met Fang Yifan, Ye Haoran just gave Yang Yi a face; but after getting along with him for just two months, he found that this is a magic chicken that can lay golden eggs.

In the first world, Guan Peng spent a lot of money learning painting, especially painting characters; lifelike and full of emotion are just basic operations, and being able to see the most perfect side of the person being drawn from the painting is the most awesome of.

In fact, Ye Haoran was also a little puzzled. Although Fang Yifan's paintings were excellent works, but he was only a high school student, and he was not well-known, and he hadn't specially hyped it. His paintings shouldn't be so popular.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, as long as the money you make is real.

"Brother Ye, I'm preparing for the college entrance examination in my third year of high school, so I don't have time to do big business; and the money you transferred to me a few times ago hasn't been spent yet."

Only by grasping the initiative can the interests be maximized, and Fang Yifan naturally understands this truth.

"Fanfan, you're talking like a kid, you don't have too much money; you're still young, so you don't have much money to spend;

But when you grow up, it will cost money to talk about girlfriends, get married, and buy a house; especially when buying a house, the house price in Beijing is changing day by day. Even if you are still young, you should make plans early. "

Ye Haoran said this from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Ye, our family has a house, and I have five houses under my name, all of which are in the school district..."

These words caused a bit of hatred, Ye Haoran didn't know what to say for a while after hearing it...

"Brother Ye, I'm in class, let's talk when I have time."

(End of this chapter)

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