She wanted to find out everything and take revenge before leaving Xianle Mansion.
As for Chu Yihan, after taking revenge, she has plenty of time to train her properly.
*
Seeing Wei Hong still holding the gift box in his hand and leaning against the front of the car to smoke, Chu Yihan frowned. "Confiscated it again?"
Throwing the half-smoked cigarette to the ground, he pinched it out with his toes, and said with a grumpy face, "What's the matter with you? You can't even give me anything."
Wei Hong felt aggrieved.
"Young Master, people don't like you, why do you need to be so hot on your face but so cold on your butt?"
Apart from singing well and having a pretty face, what else is there about this woman that attracts Young Master?
Are all those people out there crazy?
Every night as soon as it gets dark, I run to the Xianle Mansion, and all of them are wearing leather jackets, leather boots, tight pants, and weird hats with concave in the middle and turned-out brim on both sides.
Don't we all like to wear foreign dresses, skirts, shirts, suits, woolen jackets, etc.?
Why are everyone suddenly wearing this kind of clothes?
Wasn't that the woman who wore it twice on stage? How come it's still modern?
"Get out!"
"It must be because your face is so stinky that people don't even want to accept gifts."
Chu Yihan gave him a cold look, turned around, got in the car, asked the driver to drive, and threw Wei Hong on the side of the road.
Wei Hong touched his face, feeling very unbalanced.
"What's wrong with my face? My eyes, nose, and mouth, which one is wrong?"
The most important thing is that Miss Su is blind, she can't even see. How come she doesn't like him, so why doesn't she accept the gift?
They obviously don't want to talk to you Young Master.
*
Returning home angrily, Chu Yihan threw his black stand-collar uniform jacket on the sofa and sat down.
Just as he was about to pick up the teacup on the table and pour water, there were footsteps on the stairs.
"I heard that you fell in love with a blind dancer, right?"
Marshal Chu dressed in home furnishings Tang Suit walked down the stairs together with Madam Chu dressed in Cheongsam.
Chu Yihan paused when he heard his voice, then poured himself a glass of cold water and drank it.
Immediately afterwards, I picked up my coat and headed upstairs.
Marshal Chu was furious and stood in front of him with a sullen face. "Stop, don't you hear me talking to you?"
"I'm warning you, you can play whatever you want, but if you dare to marry any dancer into the house, I will break your legs and throw you out."
Madam Chu glanced at the younger son who also had a straight face, and quickly patted her husband's arm. "Master, the matter is not clear yet, why are you so angry? What should I do if I scare the child?"
Marshal Chu snorted heavily, "With his lawless courage, how can I still scare him?"
"I'll give you the best food, the best clothes, and the best life. I didn't raise you like this just to fool around with a blind dancer. Do you want my Chu family to become the laughing stock of the entire Haicheng?"
Chu Yihan pursed her lips tightly and held her clothes tightly with her hands.
Which big mouth is it?
These things were reported to the police so quickly.
"Okay, okay, don't get so angry! Let's ask clearly before talking."
Madam Chu Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between father and son was getting stronger, he quickly helped her husband sit on the sofa in a comforting manner.
Immediately he walked over again, forced his youngest son to sit on the sofa aside, and asked in a gentle voice:
"Yihan, I heard from others that you have been getting close to a dancer recently. Is it true?"