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Chapter 262 Playboy
After lunch, Lan Tian and Lin Feng were ready to go back to school.

Papa Lan sent them to the elevator and stopped.

His strong palm only patted Lin Feng's shoulder twice, without saying anything, he gave him a firm look, turned and went back home.

Lin Feng's handsome facial features glowed with gentle warmth, and his deep eyes kept watching Papa Lan enter the room, and then he looked away.

He understood what Papa Lan meant.

He recognized himself.

Mother Lan has been sending them downstairs, reluctantly exhorting some trivial matters in life.

For example, usually drink more boiled water and eat less raw and cold food, which is not good for the stomach. Remember to add more clothes in the morning and evening, cover the quilt at night, etc., and specifically asked Lin Feng to remember to boil Chinese medicine to soak his feet, and don’t forget to drink it before going to bed. A glass of plain milk.

Like a child, Lin Feng nodded obediently and earnestly.

Lan Tian bowed her head, quietly listening to Lan's mother's words.

The words that seemed to be babbling when I was a child, now fall into my ears like the sun at this moment, warm, and my nose is sour when I hear the blue sky for no reason.

Suddenly, she turned around and hugged Mama Lan tightly, sticky like a six or seven-year-old child.

Mother Lan's eyes turned red immediately, she rubbed Lan Tian's head caressingly, and confessed: "Take care of yourself, take care of Lin Feng, if you miss me and your father, just call."

Lan Tian couldn't speak because of his choked throat, and nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice.

Lin Feng leaned on the opened car door, looking at the inseparable mother and daughter, his dark eyes flashed with warm light, after a long time, he stood up straight and said: "Auntie, I will leave the blue sky to you. Do not worry."

His voice was not loud, just enough to fall into the ear, but it carried unquestionable responsibility and sincerity.

He rarely speaks promises, but walks the talk.

Mother Lan nodded, gently pushed Lan Tian away, and waved goodbye to them.

It wasn't until the car disappeared from sight that Mama Lan turned around and went upstairs.

Papa Lan was sitting in the living room drinking tea, his sitting posture was correct, and his waist was straight. This is his habit all along, and it has something to do with the training he received in the army when he was young.

Mother Lan glanced at Father Lan, hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Papa Lan took a sip of light tea, rubbing the slender glass cup in his hands, the Biluochun in the cup had been completely soaked, and it became more and more bright green, lying quietly at the bottom of the cup, with an extremely posture. moving.

Mother Lan stood still, hesitated for a while, and said, "That kid drives a Porsche."

"Oh?" Papa Lan's face was a little moved, but it wasn't surprise or excitement.

Neither he nor Lin's mother is open-minded about money.

Although during the conversation, Lin Feng behaved very well, and he also knew that he had a successful career at a young age, but he really didn't expect him to do business so well, or...

Papa Lan gently put down the transparent glass in his hand, and expressed his and Mama Lan's concerns: "Are you afraid that he is a spoiled rich second generation?"

Mama Lan was noncommittal.

"It doesn't look like it," Papa Lan sighed and leaned back on the sofa, and said again, "If you're worried, after a few days when I'm free from work, I'll take time to visit Lantian's school."

Mother Lan nodded and said, "That's fine."

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Until the car drove out of the gate of the community, Lan Tian still couldn't fully recover from the reluctance.

"Do you still remember what mother said?" Lin Feng grabbed the steering wheel with his left hand, and lightly held Lan Tian's little hand with his right hand, and let go after a while, "My mother told you to take good care of me."

(End of this chapter)