Chapter 15 Raid Inspection

He is truly an elusive man.

Song Yu was too lazy to think and took a taxi to school after eating.

This morning was an old man's class after a professional class, and she had always been at odds with Old Man Yu.

If he catches him being late, he will definitely sue the counselor.

"Our Miss Song actually came so early today."

He Anle took a seat in advance and called Song Yu over.

"Hahaha, I will get up early every day from now on."

He Anle looked at her with strange eyes and couldn't believe that these words came out of her mouth.

After all, the two of them had been playing together since childhood, and she knew Song Yu's temperament very well.

"The sun is really out in the west. It seems that it will be good for you if you get sick."

As soon as Ji Xifeng entered the classroom, he heard He Anle's words and sat down beside them anxiously.

"Who is sick? Song Yu, are you sick?"

Song Yu waved his hand, "It's okay, it's just gastroenteritis. It's gone."

Help, stop making such a fuss.

The looks from the people around him made Song Yu feel very social.

"Gastroenteritis?" Ji Xifeng raised his voice again.

Song Yu held his head and said, "Brother, keep your voice down."

If the old man hadn't been allowed to speak in class, Ji Xifeng would have had to speak in class.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Yu and He Anle held hands and ran away first.

The two stopped only after they arrived at Lover's Lake.

He Anle gasped, "Ayu, have you noticed that this guy cares too much about you?"

"You think too much. He treats everyone like this. When you had a fever before, he went to your house to visit you." Song Yu didn't care.

He Anle still felt that something was wrong, but he didn't mention it anymore.

Today they only have one lesson for the old man, and now they can go home after finishing the lesson.

Song Yu originally wanted to take a ride back with the He family, but who knew there was a black Porsche parked at the school gate.

Song Yu had a bad feeling about the familiar license plate number.

Because she had just run away, her phone was in her schoolbag. She quickly took it out to take a look.

About twenty minutes ago, Tan Ghost sent a message.

"The old man is coming over for lunch. I'll pick you up and take you back to pack your things."

What?

Mr. Tan went to Maochen Apartment, wouldn't that mean he was going to be a gangster?

It's over, it's over.

"Anle, you go back first, I have to leave beforehand." Song Yu said angrily.

He Anle didn't understand and looked at her with a frown, "What happened? You're so anxious."

"I'll explain to you later, I'm leaving first!"

Song Yu picked up his schoolbag, covered his face and rushed over. He didn't put it down until he got into the car.

Tan Huairong, who was sitting in the back seat, had a dark face, "Don't you look at your phone?"

"Sorry, I really didn't see it." Song Yu nodded humbly.

The car drove smoothly towards the apartment, and neither of them spoke a word along the way.

Assistant Tang was focused on driving and looking straight ahead.

Song Yu glanced at Tan Huairong secretly, and then subconsciously moved closer to the car window.

If Mr. Tan wants to believe the fact that they live together, then it is definitely impossible to sleep in separate rooms.

How can newlyweds sleep in separate rooms?

After arriving home, Song Yu moved his things to Tan Gui's room without saying a word.

When Tan Huairong saw that she was so self-conscious, he didn't bother to remind her.

But who can tell him why this little woman has so many things?

The bedside table was filled with miscellaneous small items, and the originally empty counter was also filled with her things.

"It's just a formality, no need to move everything here." Tan Huairong couldn't help but said.

Song Yu glared at him angrily, "The old man is so shrewd, do you think you can cheat him?"

She has to play the role of a 'good wife'.

Soon enough, there was a ringing of the bell at the door.

"I'm going. I'm here so soon. There are still things that I haven't packed yet." Song Yu looked sad and panicked.

Tan Huairong's thin lips curled up, "You have to figure it out. If the old man finds out, it has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, he turned around and went to open the door.

Song Yu was so angry that he really wanted to tear this stinky man apart.

The old man was followed by Uncle Li. As soon as they entered, they began to observe the house, from the living room to the kitchen, and then started to go upstairs.

"Where's Girl Song? Didn't you say you would bring her back?"

"Dad, I was just chatting with my friend in the room." Song Qing walked over happily.

Mr. Tan's focus was not on her at all. He looked around the room, then bypassed Song Yu and walked directly over.

Tan Huairong followed him upstairs, and Song Yu mouthed: "What's going on." '

Tan Huairong didn't bother to pay attention, raised his arms to hug her, and then forcefully took her over.

"Dad, don't you think our bedroom is not good?"

After Mr. Tan finished observing, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Ah... Lao Li's daughter is getting married, and he wants to see the decoration style." Mr. Tan said with a smile.

"Right, Lao Li."

Uncle Li laughed twice and nodded.

Haha, such a lame reason.

Tan Huairong was extremely sarcastic in his heart, but there was still no expression on his face.

"Mother Zhang has already cooked the meal. Dad, you must be hungry at this time."

Watching the conversation between father and son, Song Yu broke the deadlock.

She was really embarrassed!

Zhang Ma had already left after cooking. Naturally, she had to avoid eating at the host's house.

There were four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and Song Yu invited Uncle Li to sit down and eat together.

After all, this is not a house, and there are not so many rules to abide by.

"Girl Song calls you, Lao Li, sit down and eat together."

Mr. Tan was in a good mood and told Song Yu to eat more while eating.

And she and Tan Gui had to play the role of a loving couple, picking up food from each other.

She could clearly see that this stinky man had put aside the broccoli she had just picked.

"I'll ask Mother Qi to stock up some nourishing soup and bring it to you later. Girl Song, you're too thin." Mr. Tan said with a smile.

The corner of Song Yu's mouth twitched, the nourishing soup...

Not even an idiot would know what it is used for.

"Then give me a big fat boy."

Then Mr. Tan said something else.

Song Yu kicked Tan Huairong under the table to signal him to speak faster.

How could a child come out of a fake marriage? She wanted to know!

To save her life, she also needs to drink nourishing decoction. This is not to torture her to death.

"Ayu, dad is also thinking about your health. Qi's mother's cooking skills are no worse than Zhang's, and the soup she makes is even better."

Tan Huairong's gentle eyes fell on Song Yu, and she felt like countless hidden arrows were piercing her body.

The corner of Song Yu's mouth twitched, she would really thank you!

Okay, you dare to trick me here.

"Haha, is it true? I'm looking forward to it. But Huairong, don't you need some replenishment? I'm very worried!" Song Yu deliberately emphasized his words.

Mr. Tan was surprised and looked at his son in disbelief.

"Don't you know if I'm in good health?" Tan Huairong sneered.

Mr. Tan was happy to see the young couple flirting and flirting, so he didn't bother them much after finishing the meal.

After closing the door.

Song Yu rolled his eyes and went back to pack his things, putting the things that he had moved to the ghost room back to his own room one by one.

"I will inform you next time something unexpected happens like this, but if you don't reply, then it will be your fault."

Tan Huairong leaned against the door, folding his hands on his chest, with a faint smile on his lips.

Song Yu's cheeks bulged twice and he quickly turned his head.

"I didn't see something, and I didn't mean not to reply. Besides, you can call me!"

Tan Huairong raised his eyebrows, "That's none of my business."

Then he went back to the room and closed the door.

Song Yu took a deep breath. If she hadn't been holding something in both hands, she would have really wanted to bang on the door.

Before she lowered her raised hand, the door opposite opened again, frightening her to take it back immediately.

Tan Huairong glanced at her, went to pour himself a cup of coffee, and then returned to the room.

Song Yu snorted angrily, went back to his room, and slammed the door hard to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Anle, let me tell you, that ghost talker is really a shady man. There should be no living person who can live under the same roof with him!"

Song Yu took a sip of yogurt angrily, thinking that the carrot doll in his hand was a ghost, and beat it hard several times.

"My dear Miss Song, whoever vowed to fight Tan Huairong before must have given in."

On the other end of the video call, He Anle raised his eyebrows.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, why did she feel that her sister raised her eyebrows in the same way as Tan Ghost!

Help!

She must have been too poisoned by that smelly man.

Song Yu curled his lips and said in disbelief: "I won't give in. What's wrong with me now? Let me tell you, I found that he must have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. I went into his room today and saw that everything was a complete mess. It’s all neat and tidy, even the cups are placed at the same angle.”

"No, no, you entered Tan Huairong's room?"

He Anle grasped the key point, as if he had eaten a shocking thing.

Song Yu laughed awkwardly and explained everything about the old man's inspection today.

"Tch, I thought you and Tan Huairong developed a spark of love after torturing each other." He Anle dismissed it.

"He Anle, you are no longer my dear sister!"

"I can't be with anyone if I have a spark with him, unless my brain is full of excitement!"

Song Yu complained helplessly.

There was a knocking on the door, and Song Yu immediately shushed her hands and went to open the door.

What caught his eye was Tan Huairong's dark face.

"Do you think I can appreciate your small body?"

After saying this, Tan Huairong looked her up and down, and then returned to his room.

Song Yu was left messy in the wind. He glanced at the phone, and He Anle was too frightened to say a word.

Damn the room is not soundproof...

What they didn't know was that because they were chatting too selflessly, the decibel level had already exceeded the normal range.

Even if Tan Huairong didn't want to hear it, it would be difficult, plus his room was relatively quiet.

He usually scolded himself behind his back.

It's a good thing he sent her to the hospital before, you little white-eyed wolf, you're an unfamiliar thing!