Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1076 Angels Arrive 27

"In the future, you will... return to your country and have your own assets."

Reminded by the system, Lingyao did not tell Zhong Yanchuan too many details about what would happen in the future. After all, this would likely trigger a series of butterfly effects.

Lingyao's return to the past timeline is already a shock to this world.

If Zhong Yanchuan were to join in the changes to the future, it would likely cause the world to enter a spontaneous protection mode in order to maintain stability.

In more serious cases, it is very likely that all memories of Lingyao and Zhong Yanchuan will be erased from other people's world.

When Zhong Yanchuan heard about his future, he was surprisingly not surprised at all.

Although he grew up in London, he knew that he didn't really like it here. If he had a choice, he would definitely return home.

But this was not the answer he wanted to hear.

"What about you? Are you...at home or abroad?"

"What do you do, your family, friends, or...boyfriend?"

Lingyao skipped over the things that could not be said and said only one sentence.

"I don't have a boyfriend, but for now, I'm pursuing you."

The water cup in Zhong Yanchuan's hand shook, and the water inside also shook, bumping against the wall left and right like a headless fly.

He pursed his lips: "Are you chasing me?"

Lingyao hummed with confidence.

Although Fu Lingyao could be said to have been sold to the Zhong family by the Fu family.

With this identity, in the eyes of outsiders or the Zhong family, Lingyao would probably just be considered Zhong Yanchuan's mistress.

But Lingyao doesn't think so.

How can you use money to measure the relationship between her and the God of Wealth!

Get rich suddenly: Haha, every time I transfer money, I never see the host taking less, and he keeps shouting, it’s not enough, give me some more!

Lingyao: You didn't even give me a penny! I was crying the whole time...

Seeing Lingyao respond so confidently, Zhong Yanchuan's face was instantly put into the bread machine and baked at high temperature.

The alcohol that had just been washed away by the cold water was evaporated again in this baking, and the alcohol went straight to his head. Otherwise, he didn't understand how he could say such words.

Zhong Yanchuan stared at Lingyao for a while, then suddenly raised his lips and said.

"Then you have to chase me now."

Lingyao was shocked.

There are people in the world who are even more shameless than her.

He is worthy of being her little baby.

When Zhong Yanchuan saw that Lingyao didn't respond, his face turned cold again.

"Why, you can chase him but not me? How is he better than me? I'm still younger than him."

After saying this, Zhong Yanchuan seemed to finally realize how shameful his behavior was, and he stubbornly stretched his lips into a straight line.

This is not a matter of embarrassment. If the students in the school saw Zhong Yanchuan, their so-called campus idol, who girls privately praised for his restrained, mature and charming appearance, saying such childish and willful words, they would probably be shocked.

Faced with Zhong Yanchuan's request, Lingyao of course chose to agree to him.

Chasing one is the same as chasing two, it’s just a matter of convenience!

So the next day, Lingyao followed Zhong Yanchuan's request and started pursuing him.

The first thing I did was get up early and order breakfast for Zhong Yanchuan.

Zhong Yanchuan fell asleep very late last night, tossing and turning, thinking a lot.

There are thoughts about whether she is real or just a fantasy.

There is also the idea that she is pursuing herself.

But in the end, when sleepiness overwhelmed him, he hugged the pillow, with a smile on his face as he almost buried it in the pillow.

He has a biological clock and wakes up very early in the morning. After he recovers from the drowsiness of the first few seconds after waking up.

He immediately got out of bed and went out to look for someone, then saw Lingyao lying on the balcony bathed in cold light.

The early summer sunshine in London seems icy blue, especially in the early morning.

Although it is bright, it is not warm, but has an icy blue coolness.

As if hearing some movement, Lingyao stood up from her chair and looked at Zhong Yanchuan.

"What are you doing here with a pillow?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yanchuan looked at his hand and realized that the pillow he had slept with last night was accidentally taken in his hand when he got up today.

He pretended to be serious and patted the pillow, then walked into the balcony with the pillow, picked up the clothes rail and hanger beside him, and hung the pillow on it.

"Take it out and let it dry in the sun."

After saying that, he looked at Lingyao, wanting to ask her how she planned to pursue him.

But he was also afraid that she would think he was too impatient, which was in stark contrast to the maturity of his future partner, so Zhong Yanchuan just looked at her without saying anything.

Lingyao walked out onto the balcony first: "Come over for breakfast once you're done drying. Don't you have to go to school later?"

Zhong Yanchuan followed him out and looked at the Chinese breakfast on the dining table, which had not appeared for a long time.

Seafood porridge and flatbread.

If Zhong Yanchuan knew nothing, he might be happy that she cared about him.

But now, in addition to the initial happiness, Zhong Yanchuan also felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Is this what he likes for breakfast?"

"You don't like it?" Lingyao asked with a raised eyebrow.

What question is this God of Wealth asking?

Zhong Yanchuan pursed his lips, said nothing more, and sat down in silence to start breakfast.

It was not until he finished breakfast that he wiped his mouth with a tissue and spoke.

"Thank you for hospitality."

All of a sudden, it seemed as if the distance between Lingyao and him was widened, as if they were clearly separated.

Lingyao understood that the child had reached his rebellious stage.

After dinner, Lingyao prepared to go out with Zhong Yanchuan, but was rejected by Zhong Yanchuan.

"I'm going to school first. If you need a car, you can call this number."

Zhong Yanchuan handed Lingyao a piece of paper with a phone number on it.

Lingyao stood in the third-floor apartment with her arms folded, watching Zhong Yanchuan drive away.

Zhong Yanchuan forced himself not to look back until the car window was completely closed. Then he glanced sideways and looked up at the window of the villa on the third floor. Although the car window was black, he could clearly see the scene outside the car from inside.

But Zhong Yanchuan didn't see the figure he wanted to see at the third-floor window...

The vehicle drove into the school, and Zhong Yanchuan picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the classroom.

The first class was economics, taught by the strict and rigid Mr. William.

Mr. William is the strictest teacher among all the teachers and the one who teaches the most difficult courses. The homework he assigns is often more difficult than what they have learned.

Most students need to find a tutor after class to complete the course.

However, the students who can enter this school have all enjoyed elite education since childhood. Their families are not short of money, and it is common for them to hire tutors to teach them.

Zhong Yanchuan is the only student that Teacher William would smile at.

But today, this genius star of economics also suffered harsh criticism from Professor William.

The reason was that Zhong Yanchuan actually answered a very simple question incorrectly. In fact, anyone could see that Zhong Yanchuan was not listening to the class seriously.