Chapter 951

"Pfft~ Hahaha, laughing to death."

Others didn't notice, but Li Wuyou clearly noticed the loophole in Fang Yang's words and laughed non-stop on the side.

Watching Li Wuyou laughing until she was out of breath, Zhang Laoshi and the heavy lady were stunned for half a second, then immediately reacted.

"Little brat, you still dare to scold me!"

The heavy lady was anxious, pointing at Fang Yang and was extremely annoyed.

"Little brat? Who are you calling a little brat?"

"Little brat is of course talking about..."

"Pfft haha, no, no, I'm going to laugh to death."

(Oh yo, Brother Yang is capable, his tongue is not falling behind at all.)

(Brother Yang, don't be proud, if you provoke her, she'll crush you in minutes.)

Hearing this, many fans made a consistent agreement.

(Indeed, this tonnage, suppressing Brother Yang is more than enough.)

"Hmph, I can't be bothered to argue with you. Anyway, if your sister doesn't kowtow and apologize to my son, this matter won't end!"

Realizing Fang Yang's posture of not being forgiving, the heavy lady sat down again, insisting on letting Li Wuyou apologize, and said nothing else.

"Oh right, I still don't know what it's for."

Saying this, Fang Yang's doubtful gaze turned to Zhang Laoshi again.

And Zhang Laoshi was holding a water cup watching the two of them arguing. Being asked by Fang Yang, she immediately took back her watching gaze.

"Oh, it's like this, when they were eating in the cafeteria at noon, some conflicts occurred, and then they fought."

"But both sides have their own arguments. Helplessly, I called the two of you to solve this problem. Of course, it's best if the children can make up."

(This... this tone is so helpless, it seems it's just a scene talk, after all, everyone knows it's impossible for them to be as good as before.)

(Hmm... is it possible that their relationship wasn't very good before?)

(... You shut up, no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak.)

(This... this tonnage lady looks like she has the taste of a nouveau riche?)

(Ah? How did you smell it?)

(This, of course, I saw it. You guys look, she's wearing gold and silver, there are quite a few of these types, right?)

(And on her fingers, these gold rings, if there aren't eight, there are six.)

Saying this, Fang Yang also looked over curiously, looking up and down at this heavy lady.

There are indeed quite a few ornaments on her body. After all, she can stretch out her hands and look at them back and forth in just a short while, seeming afraid that others don't know her family is rich.

"What are you looking at? Dead poor ghost, these things on me are things you won't be able to earn in a lifetime!"

Fang Yang frowned. Is this mouth too smelly?

This time he didn't say anything, just looked at it curiously according to what the fans said and was scolded like this.

"Exactly, dead poor ghost, oh right, if you can't take out money, it's not impossible to let me take a good look at these two sisters of yours."

The little fatty who had been hiding behind the heavy lady popped his head out.

1366. The legendary "don't judge a book by its cover"? (Seeking full subscription)

Staring at the two girls hugging together and licking his lips constantly.

Hearing this, the heavy lady's small eyes widened, and she patted her son in dissatisfaction.

Originally, they were in the right, but after her son said this, they weren't that right anymore. After all, she knew her son best, and she also knew that it was likely not the little girl's fault.

But, who let their family be rich?

"Kid? Your lust is quite big, huh?"

Listening to the very clear meaning in the little fatty's words, Fang Yang's face immediately turned cold.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the director has already gone to check the surveillance, it just takes some time. Of course, if the surveillance captured the whole process, then it will be easy to solve." Zhang Laoshi saw the atmosphere becoming bad again and immediately got up to appease both parents.

"Heh."

Hearing the cold laugh, Fang Yang immediately looked for the source of the sound, confirming it was the heavy lady who made the sound. Looking at the smile on the corner of her mouth after she and her son looked at each other.

Fang Yang frowned. This matter, I'm afraid it's not that simple to solve.

Touching his pants pocket, he hesitated again and again, but still took out his phone to edit something.

"Hmm? How... I'm going!"

When Fang Yang was touching his phone and clicking, he caught a glimpse of Mo Yan running towards him.

Originally he was curious about what happened.

After all, they played quite well when they were shopping.

But until he looked up, he found Mo Yan's hair was messed up by Li Wuyou, and that little face was twisted and softened by Li Wuyou, and tears were about to fall.

"Hmm?"

Fang Yang's gaze immediately glared at Li Wuyou, only to see her whistling awkwardly, as if she didn't see Fang Yang's gaze.

(Pfft~ so funny, how did this hair get so messy?)

(Hmm... am I the only one who likes Mo Yan like this even more?)

Helplessly, Fang Yang smoothed Mo Yan's hair bit by bit, while glaring at the director who went to check the surveillance.

"Oh my, Little Zhang, this time it's your fault."

Not long after, a Mediterranean man with glasses came in from outside the door. As soon as he came, he made things difficult for Zhang Laoshi, not forgetting to push.

He pushed his glasses.

"Look, this surveillance shows Li Wuyou kicking and punching Shang Beiqing for no reason."

Saying this, the Mediterranean director also took out his phone to let everyone see the surveillance video he took.

"What? How could it be, Wuyou isn't such a student."

Zhang Laoshi looked at the conclusive surveillance and muttered to herself, full of disbelief. Could it be that this is the legendary "don't judge a book by its cover"?

But Li Wuyou didn't need to provoke Shang Beiqing either.

Fang Yang also saw that video, but he just frowned and didn't say much, sighing in his heart that his worries had come true.

This director really colluded with this nouveau riche.

His proposal to check the surveillance was also to delete the key things instantly, right?

Of course, if there was no problem with the video, Fang Yang naturally wouldn't say much, but would lecture Li Wuyou instead.

But Fang Yang keenly saw a slight stutter in the middle, and only that part.

So Fang Yang was sure that this was a cut recording.

"Heh, how about it? Kid, nothing to say, right? As long as you and your sister kowtow once each and apologize to us, we won't care. After all, you probably can't afford to pay us, right?"

1367. Brother Yang is a civilized person, can a civilized person move his hands and feet? (Seeking full subscription)

Fang Yang twitched his mouth as if he had eaten something unclear. Who gave her the courage to make her so confident?

The key is that she still felt good about herself, which really couldn't be understood.

"Is this the true process of the matter?"

Fang Yang sat down again, his tone flat. He originally wanted to prepare a backhand, who would have thought it would be used now?

Hearing this, the director immediately turned to look at Fang Yang.

"Of course this is true. I went there personally, can it be fake?"

Although it sounded like there was no problem, the speed of the answer had already exposed him. After all, that sense of urgency was like practicing in his heart many times.

"Is that so..."

Fang Yang's fingertips kept tapping on the desk, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Haha, kid, don't think about it, rest assured, I don't take a fancy to your stinky money, and you don't need to sell this or that."

Just when this noble lady was chattering and spitting, Fang Yang felt his phone in his pocket vibrate.

(This, this is also too arrogant? Do you know how much money Brother Yang has? Can a nouveau riche compare?)

(I, I really can't stand it anymore, why not just beat her up!)

(Hey! What are you talking about, Brother Yang is a civilized person, can a civilized person move his hands and feet? Not elegant, I'll find him a stick.)

(Six six six, it has to be you, is it engraved with the word "virtue" on the stick? Let Brother Yang serve people with virtue?)

(That... I have a brick here with the word "virtue" engraved on it...)

The live stream was silent for a moment, looking at this sentence and falling into thought.

"So fast?"

Fang Yang muttered while touching his phone, even he felt the other party's speed was too fast.