Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

Silence, deathly silence.

The eyes of everyone present were dull, and Zuo Yiyi was even more shocked.

"No!" Zuo Yiyi was the first to react, and stood up with a sigh: "Wen Fan, what do you mean? I treat you as a friend, but you want to be my father?"

Wen Fan ignored her, and looked at Zuo Huaibi with a firm look, waiting for his reply.

"It's a matter of success or failure。。。。。。 Wen Fan said secretly.

Zuo Huaibi stiffly turned his neck and looked at Old Man Lin, Old Man Lin swallowed his saliva and did not express his opinion, it seemed that he didn't want to get involved in this matter, anyway, Zuo Huaibi, the old guy, wanted to decide Wen Fan's reward by himself, and it had nothing to do with him.

Zuo Huaibi looked at Wen Fan again, looked at Wen Fan's expectant gaze, and said with difficulty against Zuo Yiyi's flustered gaze: "No。。。。。。

Wen Fan suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and a sense of loneliness that everyone present felt empathy and was abandoned by the world spread.

Zuo Yiyi let out a sigh of relief, in case grandpa really agreed to him, what should he call Wen Fan in the future? Godfather? It's a nightmare to think about it.

"But。。。。。。 Zuo Huaibi was one, but he raised Zuo Yiyi's heart to his throat.

Looking at Wen Fan's suddenly somewhat clumsy figure, Mayor Zuo still said: "Godfather, we are not good in age, and we are also godfathers." Zuo

Yiyi was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was completely stunned.

Wen Fan's expression showed shock appropriately, and as soon as his legs bent, he was about to kneel.

Zuo Huaibi couldn't stop it, and hurriedly cast a spell: "Immobilization Technique!" A

magical force fixed Wen Fan's body straight in place, and his body showed a slight S-shape.

"There are not so many rules in my Zuo family, since I am willing to be your godfather, you don't need to follow the same set elsewhere. Zuo Huaibi's tone was casual, but he was extremely firm, and it seemed that he also recognized Wen Fan's identity.

After lifting the spell, Wen Fan also straightened up, but he still solemnly bowed deeply to Zuo Huaibi, and said solemnly: "Grandpa!"

Zuo Huaibi didn't stop it this time, and was bowed by Wen Fan.

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was not strong and did not look thin, Zuo Huaibi's complicated eyes also contained relief.

"You and Yiyi are the same year, but the birth month is earlier than Yiyi, and Yiyi will be your sister in the future. Zuo Huaibi looked very happy and looked at Zuo Yiyi: "Yiyi, come, this is your brother in the future, you two have to help each other." "

Yiyi

, Yiyi?" Zuo

Yiyi was still in a stupor, and he didn't respond after being called a few times.

In the end, it was Wen Fan who spoke: "Sister Yiyi, are you so happy? Grandpa called you!" Zuo

Yiyi heard the title of her sister, looked at Wen Fan stiffly, and then gritted her teeth

: "Wen!Fan

!" "Yiyi!" Zuo Huaibi shouted: "Don't play tricks, call brother!".

Hearing her grandfather's order, Zuo Yiyi was completely wilted, and she hung her head and whispered to Wen Fan: "Brother... The corners of

Wen Fan's mouth curled slightly: "Hmm." Seeing

that Zuo Yiyi also accepted Wen Fan's identity, Zuo Huaibi was happy.

"This is Lin Jian, Lin Lao, he and I are brothers who live and die together, and we will also be grandfathers in the future. Zuo Huaibi stretched out his hand to introduce Lin Lao.

Lin Lao sat in his seat from beginning to end, staring at all this blankly, and only then did he react.

Seeing Wen Fan bowing to himself and shouting "Grandpa Lin", Lin Lao also stood up and said busily: "Don't be so polite, we will all be a family in the future, a family." Sit down and eat first.

Everyone returned to the table, except for Zuo Yiyi, who was wilting, the other three were in high spirits.

The change in attitude towards Wen Fan can be described as the speed of light.

"Since it's all a family, Wen Fan, don't live in your old apartment, move in and live together, it's crowded and lively. Zuo Huaibi's tone was sincere, and he had already regarded Wen Fan as his own.

Wen Fan smiled and shook his head: "Grandpa, I am already satisfied with a grandfather like you and a sister like Yiyi, all I ask for is spiritual comfort, and I don't care about anything else." The old apartment was my inheritance from my parents, and I have a longing for living there.

Seeing that Wen Fan was so resolute, Zuo Huaibi sighed: "Okay, but you have to remember that the Zuo family will be your family in the future, and your business will be the Zuo family's business in the future, and the Zuo family's business will also be your business."

After eating, Zuo Huaibi forcibly pulled Wen Fan to the study and gave him a bank card.

"Take, you deserve it, not only because I'm your grandfather, but also for your heroic performance during the invasion of Warcraft.

Wen Fan couldn't shirk it, so he had to accept it.

Nodding with relief, Zuo Huaibi's tone became a little solemn: "Wen Fan, I won't delve into the props on your body, but you must promise me that you won't use other props to do anything out of the ordinary."

Wen Fan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a cold air rushed from the tail bone to the Tianling Gai.

He has only shown two props, the four-dimensional pocket and the shield, from beginning to end, but Zuo Huaibi broke through Wen Fan and other props at once, and sure enough, his Taoism is still not as good as him.

Even if he didn't wear a magic robe, he was still the only red-robed mage in the entire Mu City, which was an indisputable fact.

Wen Fan's face was as usual, and he said respectfully: "Don't worry, if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone." Hearing

Wen Fan's ambiguous answer, Zuo Huaibi's expression was complicated, he knew Wen Fan's background very well, since he was a child, his parents died, but he lived alone until now, and he didn't have any bad style from childhood to adulthood, but he went to the hospital very many times.

has a steady personality, but often makes a style that does not conform to his character.

But overall, Zuo Huaibi is still very optimistic about Wen Fan, after all, people who can stay calm in front of Warcraft and save others can't be bad no matter how bad they are.

Shaking his head, Zuo Huaibi asked again: "Zhao Juan's matter, does it have anything to do with you?"

"It's finally here. Wen Fan thought to himself.

As early as when he was planning a showdown, Wen Fan thought of this matter and couldn't avoid it. When Zuo Huaibi asked this question, he said that he had already guessed something, and the specific details were not necessarily clear, but the ins and outs may have been guessed.

Wen Fan straightened up and looked at Zuo Huaibi with a determined gaze.

The two just looked at each other.

After a while, Wen Fan said solemnly: "Yes, she is dead." "

This is a dangerous temptation, if Zuo Huaibi can't help but say that he will take it down, it means that Zuo Huaibi does not really regard himself as the Zuo family at all, and everything before is just a show.

If this really happened, Wen Fan would have enough confidence to escape after being detained and change his name to the city.

If Zuo Huaibi forgives himself, even if he is willing to listen to the reason, he can make Wen Fan be honest with him in the future.

That's when the real test comes in.

Fortunately, Zuo Huaibi did not disappoint Wen Fan, hearing Wen Fan bluntly say that he killed Zhao Juan, although Zuo Huaibi was extremely shocked, he gave Wen Fan a chance.

"Reason.

Wen Fan's heart relaxed slightly, and he said an answer that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

"I doubt it。。。。。 The second-high demonic beast was planned by Liu Yu.

Zuo Huaibi sat behind the desk, and his face was gloomy when he heard Wen Fan's irrelevant explanation.

"What did you see?"

Since he said it, Wen Fan no longer kept it, and confided all his sights, hearings, and guesses.

After listening to Wen Fan's narration, Zuo Huaibi's face was still gloomy, he could guarantee that Wen Fan was not lying, he was a red-robed mage, and he could deceive him in front of him, unless it was another red-robed mage.

"These are still just speculations, there is no conclusive evidence, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you killing Zhao Juan.

Wen Fan nodded and continued to explain: "Yes, these are just speculations, and there are similar speculations on the Internet, but they have all been suppressed, and the reason why I am so sure." It does have a relationship with Zhao Juan. He

pulled his lightsaber out of his pocket and pressed the switch, and with a buzzing sound, an ice-blue pillar of light rendered the room a dark blue.

Zuo Huaibi's pupils shrank, he knew that Wen Fan must have other props, he was surprised by the lethality of this lightsaber, he clearly felt that even if he was unsuspecting, he would be hit hard by this lightsaber.

"You are the Zhao Juan you killed with it?" Wen

Fan put away the lightsaber, and the room returned to its original color again.

"No, she killed herself. "