The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

The sound is so familiar, but what can be said makes Meng Xingzhou feel extremely strange.

He clenched his fists, and his face was ugly.

The matter of Sheng Yize and An Xiaxia, he heard a little about these two days, but did not expect that it was actually done by Lan Yu? !!

Lan Yu successively explained a few words one after another, nothing more than to make people continue to hype this matter.

In short, never let Midsummer feel better.

Opening the bathroom door, her mouth was still smiling, but when she saw Meng Xingzhou, the smile on her face suddenly solidified.

However, she is a person who is good at hiding, and smiled lightly: "Yingzhou, why did you come up?"

Meng Xingzhou remained silent, and his eyes fell on her with a sense of inspection.

Lan Yu murmured, "How long have you been here?"

Didn't ... hear what she said?

"Just arrived." Meng Xingzhou shook his lips, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

He and Lan Yu have a small home of their own.

Lan Yu lowered her eyelids: "I haven't finished the meal yet."

"No need to eat, it's not good for me, it always makes you embarrassed." Meng Xingzhou rubbed his eyebrows, reached for her hand, greeted her parents and left.

On the way back, Meng Xingzhou rarely spoke, and Lan Yu noticed anomalies.

"Yingzhou, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Xingzhou stepped on the brake and stopped in front of a traffic light.

His dark eyes flashed with complex and indistinct emotions.

"I was wondering if people would change? Or ... the person I saw was disguised by her."

Lan Yu sneered: "Who doesn't have a few masks in this age?"

Meng Xingzhou glanced at him, "How about you? Xiaoyu, do you have a mask?"

Bang--

Lan Yu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Behind the sound of Didi's horn, Meng Xingzhou turned his head without changing the color, holding the steering wheel to pass the intersection steadily.

A few minutes later, Lan Yu said frankly, "I have."

Meng Xingzhou smiled, somehow bitter.

"Ize and Xiaxia, did you do it?"

He did hear it.

Lan Yu took a deep breath and didn't hide much: "Yes, I broke the news."

Meng Xingzhou's back was full of blue muscles, and angrily said, "Why do you do this? Xiaoyu, you know he is my nephew!"

"Hehe." Lan Yu smiled enchantingly, "Meng Xingzhou, you are too deserving of yourself, you have not given me a legitimate name, is he your nephew, is it also mine? Why can't I do it?"

Meng Xingzhou parked the car by the road and looked at Lan Yu incredibly.

"Have you been so clear with me?"

"You didn't give me the right to be indistinguishable." Lan Yu said calmly, pulled the car door, got out of the car, and walked away.

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When An Xia Xia slept, she heard Sheng Yize whispering something in her ear, faintly carrying the words "reporter" and "interview".

"Well ..." She was wrapped in a quilt, unwilling to move.

Sheng Yize chuckled twice: "Forget it, it's only five o'clock, you can go to sleep."

He adjusted his dress in the mirror, and after confirming that it was correct, he opened the door and went out.

There is already a well-known domestic media reporter waiting in the suite next door.

Seeing Sheng Yize, the female reporter was very excited: "Captain Yize ... Ah, no, Mr. Sheng, I really didn't expect you to accept our interview! I am your fan ..."

"Thank you." Sheng Yize nodded politely. "Can we start?"