Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Han Hengchuan sat neatly, returning to Chu Yuyuan's iconic and polite smile, which also contained a flattering expression.

I have to say that Chu Yuyuan's heart was shocked at this time, and there was some impulse towards Han Hengchuan.

But he suppressed these impulses rationally, and didn't look at Han Hengchuan's flattering smile.

"Uncle, let me sign your name." Suddenly Han Hengchuan said.

Chu Yuyuan shook his hand holding the contract, and then saw Han Hengchuan signing on one of his books about listening to the wind

"Don't move!" Chu Yuyuan dropped the contract, anxiously going to grab the book.

As a result, Han Hengchuan still left a name on the paper.

Chu Yuyuan called him angrily: "Han Hengchuan!"

Han Hengchuan looked at him with a smile, and suggested that Chu Yuyuan take a look at the cover.

Chu Yuyuan was now in anger, directly seeing Han Hengchuan's pleasing smile as a hippie smile, and angrily dumped the contract on the table onto Han Hengchuan.

Then he looked at the cover again, intending to erase the words written by Han Hengchuan.

At the end of the look, I was stunned.

Then came Han Hengchuan's humble voice.

"Unexpectedly, my elder brother is still my fan, but it is a pity that my elder brother seems to be a fake fan, alas."

Chu Yuyuan's forehead bulged, seeing the handwriting signed like Tingfeng, suppressing the doubt in his heart, and looking at Han Hengchuan.

"Are you listening to the wind?"

Han Hengchuan proudly said: "Yes, I am Listening Feng himself."

Although Han Hengchuan had the same handwriting as Tingfeng's signature, Chu Yuyuan was still more careful and vigilant.

I'm afraid this is Han Hengchuan's special method to approach him and Xiao Ning.

"What evidence is there?" Chu Yuyuan asked.

"Does the manuscript count?"

Speaking, Han Hengchuan opened his own writing software, and the manuscripts of the books were listed one by one.

There are body content, as well as personal settings, outlines and the like.

Just after Chu Yuyuan read a few pages, Han Hengchuan said: "If you don't believe me, you can call me to edit."

"The sixteenth address book is the number of Flying Insect." Han Hengchuan said.

Flying insect is the editor in charge of Tingfeng.

Chu Yuyuan turned to that number and dialed it without hesitation.

Ten minutes later, Chu Yuyuan looked at Han Hengchuan with complicated eyes.

"If the elder brother likes it, I can sign you an autograph, and then send you a set of the complete works of the Three Wars."

Han Hengchuan had already determined that Chu Yuyuan was his fan, and he was mad with joy.

What can be more joyful than the fact that your daughter-in-law and your elder brother are your own fans?

With this level of relationship, he is still worried about not being able to chase his wife, and can't please his eldest brother?

"You still have a few unfinished books"

Chu Yuyuan endured the impulse in his heart. After saying this incomplete sentence, he looked at Han Hengchuan, but his meaning was very obvious.

Han Hengchuan understood what Chu Yuyuan said, and said with a smile: "It's over, it will definitely be over. I'll finish it when I go back."

Chu Yuyuan snorted, took the "Whale Falling in the Sea" back, and put it at the bottom of the stack of books, covering it.

Han Hengchuan saw through Chu Yuyuan's mind, but didn't break it.

"You see that you and Xiao Ning are both my fans, don't you...you know what your uncle." Han Hengchuan raised his eyebrows toward Chu Yuyuan.

The fact that Chu Yuyuan was a fan of Tingfeng was caught by Han Hengchuan on the spot and said it was broken, but he still pretended not.

"When did I say I was a fan of Tingfeng? That's what my little girl likes, so"

Han Hengchuan interrupted him with a sad expression on his face.

"Xiao Ning likes it because his elder brother likes it. The eldest brother really doesn't think about it? If I didn't chase my daughter-in-law, I would definitely be sad. When I feel sad, I don't want to write a book. What can I do?"