At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Jin was sitting in front of the computer to sort out the meeting minutes, and suddenly the mobile phone on the table rang, she glanced at the name on the screen, was stunned for a moment, and then pressed the connect button: "Dad!"

"Oh, what's that...... Will you come back for dinner after work today?" the voice of a middle-aged man rang on the phone.

As soon as Yan Jin heard that Yan Shujiang wanted her to go back, her heart suddenly rose up: "I have to work overtime today and may not be able to go back, is there anything wrong?"

"I have something to tell you, come back after work!" This time it was a middle-aged woman who spoke, and the woman's voice was sharp and piercing, much like the chirping of cicadas in summer.

"Auntie, I'm ......"

"Toot, toot, toot—"

Yan Jin glanced at the hung up call on the screen, put the phone aside, and then continued to sort out the meeting minutes, and when all the work at hand was completed, she slowly stood up from her chair and stepped out of the assistant's office with her legs raised.

After leaving the office, she came directly to the gate of Dongsheng, stretched out her hand to stop a blue taxi, waited until the taxi stopped steadily, opened the door and sat in, "Chenning Huayuan, thank you!"

"Okay!" the taxi driver, a young man in his thirties, slightly chubby, wearing a red sweatshirt and a fleece jacket, answered and gently pressed the sign indicating the empty car, and smoothly turned the car onto the road leading to Chenning Huayuan.

In about 20 minutes, the taxi stopped, Yan Jin paid according to the price shown on the meter, and then came to No. 205 Chenning Huayuan.

This is the so-called Yan family, but everyone in this gate has no blood relationship with her, she is Yan Shujiang's adopted daughter, her household registration is in Mingzhou, and she has been living in Mingzhou, but in the 17th year after Yan Shujiang and Liao Min of Liao's catering got married and had children, she was suddenly taken to Linjiang.

Yan Jin looked at the house number and hesitated for a long time, but finally pressed the doorbell, and the door opened after a while, and it was Yan Shujiang who opened the door.

"Xiao Jin, come, hurry, come in. Yan Shujiang smiled and beckoned Yan Jin to enter the door.

Yan Jin glanced at the smile on Yan Shujiang's face, answered softly, and then raised her feet and stepped into the door, she looked around the situation in the room, and found that the scene in front of her was no different from what she imagined: Liao Min leaned against the kitchen door and gestured to the nanny inside, talking about something, while Yan Haochen was standing on the terrace of the living room while playing with the lighter and talking on the phone, as if he was talking about the bar.

"Sit, what are you doing standing! Come, sit down. Yan Shujiang gently pulled her and put away the newspaper on the coffee table.

Yan Haochen on the terrace heard the voice, turned his head to look at the door, a pair of fiery eyes just met Yan Jin, he was stunned at first, and then hurriedly hung up the phone in his hand.

Maybe the gaze from the opposite side was too strong, Yan Jin felt a kind of pain after a burn, so she hurriedly turned her head and said to Yan Shujiang, "I'll go upstairs and put things away." ”

"Okay, you go ......"

Without waiting for Yan Shujiang to finish speaking, Yan Jin hurriedly ran upstairs, and after coming to the second floor, she quickly pushed the door and stepped in, then took off the black handbag on her shoulder and threw it on the bed.

Yan Jin was stunned for a moment, and then cleverly dodged away.

"Don't you want to explain it to me?" After a long time, Yan Haochen spoke.

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything to explain. Yan Jin replied lightly, without any emotion in his tone that could be captured.

"Really, what do you mean, do you want to continue dragging or do you want to do it?" The blazing heat in Yan Haochen's eyes had turned sharp, and the sharp light was like an arrow that pierced Yan Jin's heart.

Yan Jin raised his breath to meet Yan Haochen's gaze, and still said lightly: "I don't understand what you're saying?"

Yan Haochen sneered, reached out and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pointed the screen towards Yan Jin opposite, "I still have the voice from two years ago, do you want to open it now and listen to it?"

Yan Jin moved his gaze to the screen of his mobile phone, glanced at it, and chuckled: "It's all boring jokes, there's no need to take it seriously." ”

"Okay! I see. Yan Haochen smiled bitterly, turned around and walked downstairs.