Chapter 797: Go home with grandpa

"Go home? I'm afraid I hid, right?" Meng Xiaonan looked menacingly, and every time he took a step forward, the girls took a step back.
"Jiangnan! Go back with me!" An Chuxia stepped forward to hold her: "Be obedient, stop making trouble."
"I don't! I'm going to wait here until Xu Nian read it out!" Meng Xiaonan threw her hand away and said word by word: "I really shouldn't have left at the time. If I was there, I would just throw her off the stage! See how she still slanders others!"
"Who is slandering people? Every word we Nian Nian said is reasonable!" A girl couldn't help but said, but was glared back by the cute boy.
"What are you doing here?"
It was Xiao Mingluo's voice.
Meng Xiaonan's heart beat and turned his head: "It's none of your business. I won't go back with you today. Let's go first!"
"I..." Xiao Mingluo turned around suspiciously and looked at Han Qilu, who also looked puzzled.
An Chuxia hesitated, and walked to Xiao Mingluo and said, "Hurry up and take her back. I'm afraid she will be impulsive."
This was the entrance of Xu Niannian's class. Xiao Mingluo rolled his eyes and understood everything at once.
He nodded, walked forward and pulled Meng Xiaonan's hand, raised his lips and smiled: "Little beauty, it's no big deal, come and go home with your father."
Meng Xiaonan was getting angry and threw his hand away: "I let you go first, didn't you hear it?"
Xiao Mingluo was taken aback, put away the smile on his face, and said "forgive me". Then when everyone did not react, he bent over and directly carried Meng Xiaonan on his shoulders.
For a while, the cute little man shook his waist, "Xiao Mingluo, you bastard! Let go of me!"
"I'm sorry! I can't make you impulsive!" Xiao Mingluo said, walking to Han Qilu and said, "You go to the basketball club first, and I will send her home."
Han Qilu nodded, and everyone watched as Meng Xiaonan was carried down the stairs.
"It's late, you should go back soon, lunch is ready at home." Han Qilu said, patted her on the head, and turned away with the people from the basketball club.
"Goodbye, Mrs. President!" Several naughty boys waved at her.
"Mrs. President?" Philia laughed out loud: "That's a good name."
"Fuck you!" An Chuxia pushed Filia a bit and went back to the class with a few other classmates. She had to pack up her things and bring a few books with her before going home, lest she had nothing to do at home on weekends. .
One of the characteristics of Stellan College is that it never makes up classes on weekends, even for senior high school students. But high school students will find tutors privately to make up lessons.
An Chuxia packed up his things and quickly walked towards the school gate. Butler Han had already been waiting there. Standing there alone, even the parents who came to pick up and drop off couldn't help but step forward to make a few polite words.
Although steward Han is just a steward, the word "Han" gives a greater meaning. Everyone knows that steward Han's position in the Han family can be regarded as a veteran. He said a word in front of Han Liuhai, comparable to sending it. A check is much more useful.
Of course, Han Guanjia's loyalty to the Han family can almost be described as "the world is a lesson". He has never said a word in front of Han Liuhai, nor has he taken money privately for personal gain.
At this point, Steward Han is definitely a respectable person.
While waiting, the housekeeper Han’s face was tight. It wasn't until he saw An Chuxia that his facial expression became loose, and he greeted him with a kind smile: "Young lady, you are over from school, get in the car. Madam. I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I ordered me to prepare some small cakes and put them in the car."
An Chuxia nodded gratefully, and then asked, "Housekeeper Han, will it rain in the afternoon? If so, I have to leave an umbrella for Han Qilu."
"Don't worry about that. If it rains, I will wait at the entrance of the basketball club in advance." Housekeeper Han smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.
The car drove unhurriedly and steadily. An Chuxia was eating cakes prepared by Jiang Yuanyuan, and the phone suddenly turned on.
The screen showed that this was a call from Yuan Lao.
It should be for Nangong Zifei. An Chuxia did not hesitate to free up one hand and press the answer button, swallowing the cake in his mouth like a gully.
Butler Han saw in the rearview mirror and quickly turned from the passenger seat to hand over an opened bottle of mineral water.
"Thank you." An Chuxia took the mineral water and swallowed all the cake in his throat.
"Little girl, your school is over, isn't it?" Yuan Lao asked straightforwardly. He has never been a circumstantial person.
"En." An Chuxia nodded, please clear his throat and said: "However, Zifei will train at the basketball club, and he will not finish training until about five in the afternoon."
"That's not okay." Yuan Lao said calmly and not dignifiedly: "I have to go to France by plane at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. This trip will take a few months, so he must be asked at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Meet me at the coffee shop at Shidong Airport."
"This..." An Chuxia said hesitantly, "I have to ask him about this, after all..."
"Okay, you can help the old man to ask me. If it doesn't work, it will only be after I return to China." Yuan Lao said with a sigh.
An Chuxia sounded sad: "I will try my best."
"Then I will trouble you." Yuan Lao hung up after speaking.
At this time, Han Qilu said that today's lunch is provided by the school for free, so Nangong Zifei should be still at school, and it is very likely that his mobile phone has been muted.
"Send a text message."
After thinking for a long time, she decided to send a text message.
"Zi Fei, Yuan Lao will fly to France at 4 o'clock and hope to see you before boarding the plane. He set a time at 3 o'clock in the afternoon at the coffee shop next to Shidong Airport. Can you spare time?"
After sending a long series of words, she thought it would take a while for Nangongzi to reply, but she didn't expect that the screen of her phone would light up as soon as she put down the phone.
Actually returned a text message!
The content of the text message is simple.
"Okay, you too."
Only five words, but completely explained the matter.
An Chuxia sighed, thinking how to explain to Han Qilu, will Han Qilu let her go with Nangong Zifei? I am afraid it is difficult.
After lunch, Jiang Yuanyuan went back to her studio to write a novel. Her novel was about to end. Pay special attention to the allocation of time these days.
An Chuxia didn't go upstairs, but found Despot to play. The servant just poured dog food into Desperate's bowl, and Desperate was gobbled by it.
"My grandmother, are you here to play with Batian?" The servant who was responsible for Batian's daily life saw An Chuxia, nodded friendly, and knowingly handed over the bottle in his hand: "When Batian finishes eating, you can Pour this for it to drink. But don’t pour too much. Dog drinks have a lot of energy. Eating too much will lead to excess nutrition."
"Okay." An Chuxia happily took the bottle, with some English words she didn't understand, but she still recognized the two words DOGDRINK.
It was the first time she heard that there was a special dog drink.
Ba Tian quickly finished eating the dog food in the bowl, wagging his tail around her, but his eyes were fixed on the bottle in her hand.
"Big greedy ghost!" An Chuxia couldn't help but laugh, crouched down and poured a drink for Tyrant. According to the servant's words, she didn't dare to pour a lot.
Fortunately, Ba Tian was not so greedy, he stopped asking her after drinking the bowl, but pulled her to the Frisbee, and instead bit the Frisbee and put it in front of her.
"Do you want me to play with you?" An Chuxia smiled, took the takeoff disk, stood up and threw the frisbee forward.
No one knew that she had just thrown her hand just two meters away, and Ba Tian bitten the Frisbee with a flying body. That posture can no longer be described as "handsome".
An Chuxia's mouth grew in surprise: "Batian, are you using a plug-in? Although your name is Batian, you don't need to be so bullish..."
At this moment, the phone's ringtone rang, and Ba Tian bit the Frisbee and ran to her. An Chuxia was anxious to answer the phone, and threw the Frisbee with the greatest strength.
But this time she learned the lesson from the last time and threw the Frisbee higher, Ba Tian flew away, did not bite the Frisbee, barked and ran after the Frisbee.
"An Chuxia, what are you doing?" With a slightly panting voice, Han Qilu asked domineeringly, "Are you thinking about this young master?"
It's shameless!
An Chuxia rolled her eyes fiercely, wishing that all her eyelids were rolled through.
"Young Master, too narcissistic will lead to life loss, do you understand?" An Chuxia said, and sat down on the lawn. The lawn has just been renovated, and although it is late autumn, it is still green.
"If you lose your life, you will lose your life? Anyway, it's a bit too long to live for ten thousand years." Han Qilu finished joking, and then started talking about business: "At 5:30, I will wait at the door on time. This young master will take you to play. , Did you hear that?"
Five thirty...
It's four o'clock on Yuan Lao's plane, and it takes about an hour for the airport to return here, which is almost enough.
An Chuxia thought so, then nodded and asked: "Okay, I will give a big gift and be there on time. But...Where are you going to take me to play?"
"You don't need to worry about it, the rest time is over, I go to training, remember to wait there on time!" Han Qilu hung up the phone after finishing speaking, not even giving her time to say "good".
Really...
An Chuxia took a picture of her skirt and stood up, only then did she remember one thing she had forgotten! To tell Han Qilu about her going to the airport!
Thinking about this, she quickly unlocked the screen. But when the hand touched the dial button, he naturally pressed off the phone screen.
Doing more is worse than doing less. Anyway, she is not going to do something sneaky, so don't tell Han Qilu at all, lest Han Qilu will have other things on impulse, it is better to keep the secret from him...
But what An Chuxia didn't know was that Jiang Nan was losing his temper at Jiang's house.