Lan Luo was so angry that she pursed her bright red lips and almost dropped the bag in her hand on him.
Chen Feng jumped back and hid, took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, and handed them to her with a smile.
"Here, your hands are red from the cold, put it on!"
Lan Luo glanced at him, took the glove and put it on with her slender hand, then said: "You have some conscience, let's go. I'm a busy man. What are you going to treat me to?"
“Let’s try the mutton-shabu restaurant on Campus Road, I haven’t been there for a long time!”
"Um!"
Chen Feng has been thinking about this taste for a long time.
Even, a lifetime apart!
...
After the two had hot pot, they walked out of the shop while talking and laughing.
Under the streetlight.
Lan Luo stretched out his hands and opened them, raised his head and looked at the white snow slowly falling in the sky, falling into his hands.
"What a nice view!"
Her bright and clear eyes seemed to be shining at this moment, and she couldn't help but think of her hometown.
At this time, in Sioux City in the south of the Yangtze River, beside Gusu Lake, there should be broken bridges and residual snow, right?
Chenfeng also looked at her like this, feeling a little warm and warm.
Since his previous life, he has been fighting outside the country.
The battlefield was stained with blood, and millions of corpses lay buried.
It seems like it has been a long time since I lived such a relaxed and happy ordinary life in the city.
It is precisely for this reason that as the leader of the top action team and a general of a country, he must protect this tranquility.
Let China continue to prosper as a nation!
"By the way, when will you return to Zhonghai?"
Lan Luo turned around, blinked, looked at him and asked softly.
"Tomorrow, what about you?"
Chen Feng's angular face was as sharp as a knife, with a faint smile hanging on it.
"I happen to be on the nine o'clock train tomorrow morning. You won't be on the same train, right?"
Lan Luo chuckled and stared at him happily.
"Well...it seems, it's true."
Chenfeng took out his mobile phone and looked at the ticket purchase records sent to him by Shen Zhuo, and found that it was indeed the same high-speed train.
There are only a few high-speed trains from Beijing to China Overseas, and the chances of buying the same train are indeed very high.
Originally, according to the leader's intention, a special plane was to be transferred to Chen Feng, and then Shenlong 20 fighter jets would escort him back to Zhonghai.
But he ultimately rejected the proposal on the grounds that the air was unsafe.
After all, I wanted to go home and be quiet.
It's not good to cause too much of a stir.
Lan Luo smiled, her cheeks under the snow falling like a fish and a goose.
"Then let's get together tomorrow. I'll call you then?"
Unknowingly, the two of them had walked side by side downstairs to the girls' dormitory of the school. Lan Luo held her little hands behind her back and looked at Chen Feng with her crystal eyes.
"okay."
Chen Feng nodded lightly.
Just as he was about to leave, Lan Luo suddenly called him from behind.
Turning around, he saw a scarf being raised high with both hands and placed around his neck. It was furry and warm.
Due to his height, Lan Luo could only stand on tiptoes. After putting it on, he took a step back and tilted his head to look at it.
"This is?"
Chen Feng didn't react for a while, so he picked up a scarf on his chest with his hands. It was made of light gray pure wool. The technique was a little rough and it was obviously woven by a novice.
"A New Year's gift for you, see you tomorrow!"
Lan Luo bit her lip lightly, a blush appeared on her face, she lowered her head and looked at him cautiously, then suddenly said goodbye, turned around and ran quickly towards the dormitory door.
It wasn't until she entered the dormitory building and escaped Chen Feng's sight that she leaned against the wall and took two deep breaths, covering her hot face.
"So mortified!"
This is her first time giving a gift.
I don’t know if that idiot likes it or not?
...
Wearing this scarf, Chenfeng returned to the dormitory with a smile on his face.
Before I even entered the door, I heard a quarrel coming from inside.
It sounded like Lao Sun was quarreling with an elder.
"If you don't go home for the holidays, how long do you want to hide here? I'll tell you today, you have to get married whether you get married or not!"
The speaker was wearing an expensive suit, looked to be in his forties, and had a macho temperament about him.
He is Lao Sun's father, Sun Beisheng.
Thirty years ago, he single-handedly started from scratch in Northeast China and established the Beisheng Group with assets of hundreds of billions by relying on trade with the Beishong Country.
He is respectfully called "Northeast Tiger" by people in the world!
Lao Sun's real name is Sun Baiyi. He has always been mild-tempered except when playing games. At this moment, he unexpectedly clashed with his father.
"Why! I am your son, not a dog under your command. I will do whatever you ask me to do! It is impossible to marry a woman I have never even met!"
Sun Baiyi gritted his teeth and stared at his father.
As soon as he finished speaking, a slap fell on his face.
Even Chen Feng outside the dormitory heard this slap.
I planned to go in and try to persuade him.
But after all, this is someone else's family matter, and it's not easy for me to interfere.
Sun Beisheng put away his hand, stared at Sun Baiyi with gloomy eyes and said coldly: "It's impossible, it's not up to you! The wedding is scheduled for the second day of February, and even if you don't come, I will have someone kidnap you!"
After that, he directly opened the door and left with his hands behind his back.
Not giving Sun Baiyi any room.
Seeing a young man outside the door, Sun Beisheng stopped. He guessed at a glance that this was probably his son's roommate. He looked at Chen Feng and was slightly shocked.
Ordinary people, in the face of his aura, would not say be afraid, but would probably be frightened.
But the boy in front of him could still look at me calmly and calmly, and his aura was like a cloud.
No ordinary person!
Sun Beisheng nodded politely and left immediately.
Although he could feel that his son's roommate was no ordinary person, he just gave him a high look.
It is not possible to take the initiative to make friends.
Chen Feng glanced at his back, opened the dormitory door, and walked in.
Lao Sun obviously didn't know that Chen Feng was outside the door just now. He spat out the blood from his mouth and smiled awkwardly: "You're back from wandering around?"
Chenfeng nodded and sat on the chair: "Are you okay?"
"What's the matter? It's just a slap in the face."
Chen Feng glanced at him and immediately asked: "It sounds like your father has arranged a marriage for you?"
Old Sun sneered and then laughed at himself: "It's just an old-fashioned marriage. You want me to marry the daughter of a big boss of the Xiongguo family. This will strengthen the Sun family's cards and maintain the company's interests."
After saying that, he took out two cans of beer from the desk drawer, threw one to Chen Feng, pulled it away and took a swig.
Chenfeng took the beer, frowned and said in confusion: "Maintain interests? If your family's status in the Northeast is just maintained, it seems that you don't need to cooperate with others, right?"
Beisheng Group is a pillar enterprise in Northeast China.
It has assets worth hundreds of billions, its trade spans several provinces and cities and even the territory of the Northern Bear Country, and it also has interests with the Stick Country.
With such a size, he has long since escaped from the situation where he still needs to look at people's faces to survive!
At this moment, Sun Baiyi said that letting him get married was actually to protect the interests of the family?