Chapter 92

Ou Yihan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, acquiescing.

she has no family...

Duan Mingrui is her personal assistant, so he can barely be considered a member of the family, right?
Ou Yihan stretched out her arms and looked at the time on her watch. It was past eight o'clock. She said to Zhou Zijun apologetically:
"I've delayed you for too long today. I'm very sorry. Since my family has come to pick me up, please put down the book bag for me. Go home early and make an appointment another day."

Zhou Zijun didn't respond to her, but his eyes were on the watch on her left wrist with interest.

Because Ou Yihan was wearing a short black down jacket with the cuffs closed today, the cuffs were relatively long, so the watch was hidden in the sleeves and he never noticed it.

After seeing Ou Yihan exposed now, he recognized the brand of this watch, and couldn't help asking her:
"Is this watch from the Swiss Patek Philippe brand?"

Ou Yihan really didn't know which brand this watch came from, but she thought it looked good, so she took it with her, so she said:
"I don't know, do you know the brand of this watch?"

Zhou Zijun nodded, pointed to a row of small English letters on the dial and said:
"This is their logo. My dad gave me a watch from them on my 17th birthday, so I know each other. But your watch design is very beautiful and individual. It's not like the popular model. Is it a customized model?"

Ou Yihan remembered that this watch was a custom-made Rolls-Royce Floating Shadow, and she also thought of the fact that someone in the online comment section found out that she bought a Rolls-Royce Floating Shadow.

In order to avoid being exposed by Zhou Zijun on the spot, and knowing that she was Mr. Miao, she calmly put down her sleeves to cover the watch.

"I don't know too well. It was a gift from my family. I thought it looked good, so I wore it."

Zhou Zijun smiled, and the gaze he looked at Ou Yihan added a bit of splendor:
"It seems that your family conditions are better than I imagined."

Ou Yihan felt a little guilty, and did not respond to him with a stern face.

"I'll wait for your family members to come before I leave. I'm worried about you being here alone."

Zhou Zijun walked to the motorcycle, and carried the book bag to Ou Yihan, saying so.

Ou Yihan did not refuse his kindness, and thanked him:
"Thank you today. You not only took me to eat, but also bought me books, and followed me to the hospital for so long."

Zhou Zijun propped his arms on the motorcycle seat cushion, half leaned on the motorcycle, and said with a smile:
"You are not sincere in thanking you."

Ou Yihan: "Huh? How can I be sincere."

Zhou Zijun:
"Take me to dinner if you have a chance, and go to the western restaurant."

Ou Yihan smiled, no objection:
"Yes, but I may be busy recently, and I may not have time. When I have time, I invite you to return today's love."

Zhou Zijun raised his red lips: "It's a deal."

At this moment, Duan Mingrui called:
"Mr. Ou, I'm at the door, where are you now?"

Ou Yihan looked around and said, "I'm in the parking lot in Area A..."

Zhou Zijun interrupted her: "Where is your family waiting for you? Don't let him come over. I'll send the books there for you."

Ou Yihan replied to Zhou Zijun:
"He's at the door of the hospital."

"Okay, let him wait for 5 minutes, and I'll deliver it right away."

Duan Mingrui heard the conversation here clearly.

Without Ou Yihan's instructions, he knew what role to play in a while.

Ou Yihan's...family.

Five minutes later, Zhou Zijun was carrying a bag of books, and Ou Yihan followed behind, carrying the fried fish nuggets that Aunt Luo gave her, and walked to the entrance of the hospital.

At the entrance of the hospital, a very domineering classic black Maybach was parked there, with a man standing at the front of the car.

The man's upper body is a blue shirt, a black brand casual jacket, his lower body is branded trousers, and his feet are shiny leather shoes.

His hair is well-groomed, divided into threes and sevens, combed back neatly, revealing his full forehead and fair and handsome face, very business-like, not like a personal assistant, but more like a powerful president .

Ou Yihan was a little surprised seeing Duan Mingrui like this.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

Men who have money will become decent.

Even Duan Mingrui, who was wearing cheap clothes before, was no exception.

Give him 1000 million, and in just one day, he seems to be a different person.

Zhou Zijun also saw that very eye-catching man.

In fact, even if men are not eye-catching, the latest Maybach cannot be ignored.

He asked Ou Yihan:
"Is that your family?"

Ou Yihan nodded to him.

At this time, Duan Mingrui also came over, stretched out his hand to take off the bag on Zhou Zijun's shoulder, he stretched out his hand in front of him, and said politely:
"You are Yihan's friend, right? Nice to meet you."

Zhou Zijun shook hands with him: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Then he pointed to the sack full of books and asked Duan Mingrui:
"This bag is quite heavy, do you need me to help you lift it up?"

Duan Mingrui stretched out his hand and lifted it. Although it was not as easy as Zhou Zijun could resist, it seemed that he could lift it.

"No, I can do it. How will you go in a while? Do you need me to drive you for a while?"

Ou Yihan was standing by the side holding the fried fish nuggets, and suddenly felt that the two of them got along quite harmoniously, and there was no need for her to make an introduction between you and me.

Zhou Zijun refused:
"No, I have a car, you can drive Ou Yihan home first."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ou Yihan again, joking with familiarity:
"Ou Yihan, don't forget that you invited me to dinner another day."

Ou Yihan responded with a very natural expression:
"Don't worry, it won't, and don't forget to tell me about the registration for the college entrance examination."

Zhou Zijun glanced at Duan Mingrui's reaction, and didn't see any jealousy on his face, so he guessed that he should be the elder brother.

After quickly coming to a conclusion, Zhou Zijun began to nod and smile at Ou Yihan:
"Don't worry, I will not only remind you to register for the college entrance examination, but also send you a photo of our school's mock test paper, and then we will see who gets the higher score."

Ou Yihan chuckled lightly:
"Okay, just compare, whoever is afraid of whom."

Zhou Zijun smiled and waved to Ou Yihan, then politely waved to Duan Mingrui, turned and left.

Ou Yihan instructed later:
"be careful on the road."

Zhou Zijun didn't look back, and made an OK gesture.

Duan Mingrui didn't show any jealousy or jealousy the whole time.

Just smiled and watched their interaction.

Although Duan Mingrui harbored different feelings for Ou Yihan in his heart.

But he knew very well that he had no right to be jealous.

In his heart, Ou Yihan is an unattainable goddess.

The Goddess has the right to make friends or fall in love, and doesn't need to care about his feelings at all.

His responsibility is to guard the Goddess as a caring subordinate.

If she is injured, he will give her shoulders, if she flies, he will leave her behind.

In short, whatever she needs, as long as he has, he will give her.

Whatever you want, whatever you want.

This is his affection for her and his reward for her.

After Zhou Zijun left, Duan Mingrui began to move the book bags.

Ou Yihan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to move, so she reached out to help:
"It's full of books I bought. It's very heavy. Shall I move it with you?"

Duan Mingrui was not as physically strong as Zhou Zijun, so it was a bit difficult to move, but he still insisted on moving by himself, not letting Ou Yihan interfere.

Ou Yihan followed behind,
 Thank you for the reward, thank you for the recommendation ticket! ~~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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