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Section 9

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Lin Fan frowned: "What you said seems to make a lot of sense."

"It makes sense, don't think about it." Han Zhu rubbed Lin Fan's hair and said with a smile.

Ye Qinghe sat opposite the two, listening to the conversation between the two, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously asked, "You two live together?"

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"You two live together?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, but quickly nodded: "Well, I just came back, and I don't have a place to live, so I happened to have an empty room for Han Zhu, so I stayed with him."

Ye Qinghe opened his mouth: "I'm sorry."

Lin Fan was about to say something, and the waiter brought the dish up: "Hello, your dish."

After eating, Ye Qinghe immediately turned the page of the previous topic and talked about what had happened over the years.

A serious college student, who didn't even graduate from college, must have experienced a lot of things during the period, but Ye Qinghe never mentioned it, but picked up many pleasant little things.

"My parents have always been thinking about you, they are retired, but they have not been in good health, they just want to see you once in their lifetime, and now that you are back, they will probably feel satisfied."

Lin Fan finally had mood swings: "Are they not in good health?"

"Well," Ye Qinghe nodded, "In the past few years, because of your age, coupled with your sudden disappearance, their hearts have been raised, and gradually they are a little bad."

"Can I go and see tomorrow?" Lin Fan said suddenly, although the couple had only adopted one Ye Qinghe, he had always been grateful to them.

"Yes, of course." Ye Qinghe said excitedly.

The three of them ordered six or seven dishes, and in the end, the rest of the dishes were all packed by Lin Fan alone, and there was still some unfinished.

"Haven't you eaten enough?" Han Zhu kept paying attention to Lin Fan and asked for the first time.

"I'm full," Lin Fan smiled awkwardly, "I'll pay the bill." The

joke really made a Jindan monk like him eat openly, and he probably never had enough to eat.

After paying, Han Zhu drove Ye Qinghe back to his residence, Lin Fan gave her his mobile phone number, and agreed to go back with Han Zhu after going to see the second elder of the Ye family the next day.

Ye Qinghe stood at the window and looked at the car that drove away, clutching the curtains tightly, if they were really the kind of relationship she imagined, what should she do, is she still qualified to care about her brother's feelings?

Back at Han Zhu's house, as soon as Lin Fan pushed open the door, he saw several large boxes in the house, and couldn't help but look back at Han Zhu: "This is?"