After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 636 I have no interest in talking about love
Jiang Yuan and his group accompanied Spicy and Tingting back to get their luggage and safely escorted them to their hotel.

It was already late when we arrived at the East Bank Villa, and the clock was pointing to ten o'clock.

"Take care on the road," Jiang Yuan said before getting out of the car, watching it drive into the night.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she met Fu Xiaohang's resentful gaze.

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Xiao Hang, what's wrong?"

"Sister Yuan Yuan, Meng Yunlan is bothering me again. She's been trying to meet me for the past two days!" Fu Xiaohang said with a worried look. "What should I do?"

Fu Xiaoxiao, swinging on the swing nearby, seemed to enjoy the spectacle even more, saying, "Then let's meet. What's the big deal?"

“Yes,” Jiang Yuan agreed, “Then let’s meet.”

Fu Xiaohang stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "You guys aren't kidding, are you?"

Jiang Yuan nodded solemnly: "We are very serious."

Fu Xiaoxiao: "Yes!"

"You two must go together when you meet!" Fu Xiaohang reminded him anxiously.

"Absolutely!" Fu Xiaoxiao grinned mischievously. "It's even more interesting than a comedy."

Fu Xiaohang handed over his phone, "Then you guys reply to her. You can arrange the time and place for the meeting."

Fu Xiaoxiao took the phone and smiled mysteriously: "No problem, you'll be worried if you leave it to me."

Fu Xiaohang: "..."

Meanwhile, Meng Yunlan was in the small apartment she bought during her university years, holding a wine glass in one hand and her phone tightly in the other.

She was waiting for Fu Xiaohang's reply.

Shen Airu went too far, not only selling the villa but also making all the rich young men in Yunjing who knew her avoid her like the plague.

The group of people who used to call each other sisters seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Now, Fu Xiaohang is her only remaining hope.

It's all Meng Zhiwei's fault, that woman is so useless!

Why reveal the truth of that day?
Thinking of this, Meng Yunlan's face immediately turned extremely ugly, and she was so angry that she smashed a wine glass on the ground.

But she held back. Now that there were no servants to take care of her, she could only clean up the mess herself.

She was sulking when her phone suddenly beeped with a WeChat notification.

Meng Yunlan's eyes lit up suddenly, and she excitedly opened her phone.

As she wished, it was Fu Xiaohang's reply.

He agreed to meet and even arranged the time and place.

Meng Yunlan was very satisfied and couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had dealt with Xiao Hang back then, otherwise she might not even have a way out now.

Feigning modesty, she replied to Fu Xiaohang with three words: "See you tomorrow."

Meng Yunlan tilted his head back and finished a glass of wine, a calculating look flashing in his eyes.

She had already made up her mind; she would do everything in her power to get pregnant with Fu Xiaohang's child tomorrow night!
**
The next day, Jiang Yuan woke up and first checked her Weibo private messages.

Pei Yanchu did not reply.

I don't know if he saw what he posted.

Celebrities must receive a lot of private messages, so how can I get in touch with Pei Yanchu?

"Yuan Yuan, what are you daydreaming about?" Fu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw her deep in thought.

Jiang Yuan said softly, "I want to contact Pei Yanchu."

"Pei Yanchu?" Fu Xiaoxiao felt that the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she said, "Isn't he the one who played Yi Lian Ru Meng? The drama that Aunt Rui has been watching these days."

“Yes.” Jiang Yuan nodded. “It’s him.”

Fu Xiaoxiao blinked and asked in surprise, "Yuanyuan, do you like that type of handsome guy now?" "What are you thinking?" Jiang Yuan smiled helplessly. "I don't like that type of handsome guy. He's Da Xiong's owner."

"Nobita?"

"You mean that Maine Coon cat, Da Xiong? Have you forgotten?"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Fu Xiaoxiao slapped her forehead. "I remember now! It was when Pei Yanchu put Daxiong in the care of a friend, and then that friend used Daxiong to ask Pei Yanchu about his personal matters!"

“Yes,” Jiang Yuan said. “I think it’s very necessary to tell him.”

“That’s true.” Fu Xiaoxiao agreed wholeheartedly. “Then how about I ask my friends in the entertainment industry if anyone knows Pei Yanchu?”

"Is it too much trouble? If it's too much trouble, I'll think of another way."

"No trouble at all, let's go have breakfast first."

After breakfast, Fu Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa and exclaimed, "The six degrees of separation theory is indeed true!"

"What theory?" Fu Xiaohang glanced at her curiously.

Fu Xiaoxiao proudly handed her phone to Jiang Yuan, saying, "Yuan Yuan, look, I got Pei Yanchu's WeChat."

"Pei Yanchu?" Fu Xiaohang looked surprised. "Why didn't you ask me for his WeChat? I have it."

"You have his WeChat?" Fu Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Fu Xiaohang looked completely innocent: "You didn't ask me."

Actually, he only added Pei Yanchu on WeChat in the last two days. He felt that Deng Rui seemed to really like this young man and wanted him to sign an autograph for her.

Knowing she was in the wrong, Fu Xiaoxiao could only roll her eyes.

Fu Xiaohang asked curiously, "Are you also trying to get Aunt Rui's autograph?"

"No," Jiang Yuan explained as she added Pei Yanchu on WeChat, "I have something else I want to talk to him about."

Fu Xiaohang: "Sister Yuanyuan, you wouldn't happen to be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yuan interrupted him, "Of course not, I have no interest in romance right now."

"So what are you interested in?" Fu Xiaohang asked.

Deng Rui also joined the group chat, saying, "At your age, this is the prime time for dating. What else should we talk about if not love? The Art of War?"

Jiang Yuan picked up the remote, turned on the TV, and tuned to the "Animal World" channel. The familiar opening line came on, "Welcome to today's..."

Deng Rui sighed helplessly.

After a while, Jiang Yuan saw that Pei Yanchu had accepted the friend request and sent a text message.

Pei Yanchu: [Hello, Teacher Jiang. I've heard so much about you. Did my son Daxiong ever have the honor of connecting with your live stream?]

Jiang Yuan was surprised that the other person knew her.

That's good, it saves a lot of trouble.

Jiang Yuan edited Da Xiong's account into a text message and sent it to the other party.

Ten minutes later, Pei Yanchu sent a voice message, her tone solemn: "Teacher Jiang, thank you for going out of your way to tell me the truth. You're very kind. I will definitely take this matter seriously and will not easily hand Da Xiong over to others in the future."

Jiang Yuan replied in text: "You're welcome. Da Xiong is great. Remember to reward him."

When Pei Yanchu sent another message, Jiang Yuan didn't reply; she had already fulfilled her responsibility.

Pei Yanchu was filming on set, and during a break, his assistant noticed that something was wrong with his expression.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong? What happened?"

Pei Yanchu gripped her phone tightly, her voice cold and deep, "I'm going back to Yunjing tomorrow."

"Huh?" The assistant was a little confused. "Why do we suddenly have to go back to Yunjing? You still have scenes to film later."

“Then I’ll take leave.” Pei Yanchu said firmly, “I need to go back and pick up Daxiong.”