A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 842: The Difficult-to-Control Four-Corner Relationship

Huo Yan was eating this meal because he was afraid that Qian Ziang would suddenly go crazy.

Every time he said that, she would have to rack her brains to explain to Mr. Ent, which made her very worried.

Mr. Ente asked Huo Yan, "When will Vivi return to New York? The studio really needs you. If you leave, many projects won't be able to proceed normally."

"This one……"

Huo Yan really didn't know. She came here in a hurry just to take care of Kou Xiaoquan. Not only did the child have to go to school, but Ali's situation was also hanging in the balance. There was really no way to determine when she would return.

Fortunately, she has opened her own studio. If she were still working in Mr. Ente's studio, how many days of leave would she have to take?

Huo Yan's face was filled with sorrow. Qian Ziang had started smoking again. He poked Huo Yan with his chopsticks and asked with a sullen face, "What's going on?"

"He asked you to find him some pretty chicks, and you're stuck, unable to refuse? Is that right?"

Huo Yan's face fell instantly. If Mr. Ente hadn't been there, she really wanted to slap him to death.

"Can you put some clean things into your thoughts? He is my teacher, the teacher I respect the most. Can you please respect him a little for my sake?"

Qian Ziang glared, slammed the table, and the empty plate in front of him jumped:

"Teacher? Teachers are so unreliable! You know what it means to be close to someone? How many men are using the guise of a teacher to target female students these days? Silly girl, don't tell my brother you don't know this foreign guy is interested in you. Look at his eyes, they clearly say 'I want to sleep with you'!"

Huo Yan's face twitched with anger. Oh my god, how could she let this evil appear here?

"Qian Ziang, shut up right now. If you keep pointing your fingers around, I'll chop you off, do you think?" Huo Yan said through gritted teeth.

She was already very rude in front of her mentor, but this person still refused to give up. Wasn't he trying to piss her off to death?

Mr. Ente looked at the two people with wildly fluctuating emotions, then looked at the unusually calm child and asked:

"What are they talking about?"

Kou Xiaoquan replied calmly:

"SEX!"

Huo Yan was startled, and turned around abruptly to cover Kou Xiaoquan'er's mouth. His face suddenly flushed red, and he immediately explained:

"Children don't understand anything. Don't listen to him. He's just talking nonsense. Teacher, don't take it seriously."

Mr. Ente nodded, but still looked at Qian Ziang strangely.

Qian Ziang shrugged his nose and said with raised peach blossom eyes:

"What are you looking at?"

As luck would have it, Mr. Ent understood this and said in broken Chinese:

"You look familiar."

Qian Ziang rushed over and whispered:

"Men abroad still use this tactic to pick up girls? It's long been eliminated here."

Huo Yan tapped Qian Ziang with the end of his chopsticks:

"Sit back!"

Mr. Ente didn't understand what Qian Ziang said next, but pointed at the poster on the wall.

"is it you?"

Huo Yan and Qian Ziang turned their heads at the same time. Qian Ziang immediately slammed the table and nodded:

"Yes, yes, it's me, good vision, good vision..."

Huo Yan was completely speechless. Qian Ziang was having fun. He grabbed Mr. Ente's clothes and said:

"I'll give you an autograph. If you ask me for an autograph at another time, it will take a lot of effort, understand? I have millions of fans..."

Huo Yan covered her face. She really didn't know this guy...

Qian Ziang grabbed Mr. Ente's clothes with one hand and tried to pull Huo Yan with the other, with an urgent look on his face:

"Hurry up and translate what my brother said to him. Hurry up."

Huo Yan really wanted to dig a hole and jump into it. How could she have the face to appear in front of her mentor in the future?

"Boss Qian, are you done with your fun for today? Mr. Ente is a very important teacher of mine. I respect him very much. Could you please be so kind as to stop here?"

Huo Yan practically begged, turning to look at the remarkably calm Kou Xiaoquan, then to Qian Ziang and saying:

"Just because there are children?"

"Is he my son?" Qian Ziang raised his eyebrows and said unhappily.

Huo Yan's face fell. Qian Ziang withdrew his hands from both sides, tugged at his clothes, and snorted coldly:

"Isn't it just asking you to translate for me? What's so great about that? I'll hire a personal translator someday. We don't need anyone!"

Huo Yan looked at him with a scoundrel look on his face. Wasn't he supposed to be on the right path four years ago? He thought he would get better, but why did he become more and more depraved?

Mr. Ente only gave this comment to Qian Ziang in the end:

"Your friend is quite humorous."

Huo Yan's smile was awkward and forced. Qian Ziang was about to speak again, but he immediately glared at him in his heart and stopped.

It's no coincidence that Mr. Zhuang arrived in Kyoto at this time.

His wife sold their house and donated all the money to charity. He really couldn't say "no" at all.

With nowhere to stay, he had to stay in a hotel. Kyoto Hotel had a special meaning to Zhuang Zhoucheng. It was where he and his wife met and where they slept together for the first time.

Zhuang Zhoucheng occupied the presidential suite all year round and did not allow anyone to enter.

The banker is in the hotel business, and Zhuang Zhoucheng has always planned to acquire the Kyoto Hotel.

Of course, the price of buying this large-scale five-star hotel is naturally a bit scary.

After Zhuang Zhoucheng put his things back into the suite, he left the hotel. When his car drove over, he saw a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant nearby.

He remembered that his wife particularly liked desserts, especially the crab roe and shrimp dumplings from Hong Kong-style tea restaurants, so he came over subconsciously.

For a guest who has just entered the restaurant, the fiery red figure in the spacious hall is particularly eye-catching, with a tuft of green hair on his head that stands up into the sky. It is impossible not to see it.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced sideways and turned away indifferently, not knowing him.

Just as he turned away, he suddenly looked over again and saw that foreigner. Wasn’t he his wife’s teacher?

Zhuang Zhoucheng's brows knitted instantly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. The seats opposite the two people were blocked by a partition, and the woman and child were too small to see their backs completely.

So Zhuang Zhoucheng walked over carefully.

She said she had accepted that him, and that him was undoubtedly this foreigner.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's heart was burning with jealousy, but he just strode over.

The tall and straight man stood straight in front of the table.

Huo Yan turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth opened wide, so wide that an egg could fit in it.

Is this how it is written: Enemies meet on a narrow road?

Qian Ziang's face darkened as he calmly looked at the man who had disappeared for a few years and reappeared out of nowhere.

I felt jealous. With his status, what kind of woman could he not find?

Why do you have to keep pestering this woman?

"Uh……"

Huo Yan uttered a single syllable with difficulty.