Yan Xiwen didn't go out with Uncle Nine immediately after he went back.

Uncle Nine's work in the morning has been finished, and he doesn't have to go out to serve in the afternoon, so he doesn't have to go out to work.

Yan Xiwen leisurely looked at the program in the office for a while, tired of watching the news, but the sudden sound of the phone interrupted his state.

"Bao Yujing called! Bao Yujing called! I was strolling in the sunset that day..."Fortunately, the first sentence of the small mobile phone broadcast was not very clear, but the singing behind it was more attractive.

Yan Xiwen had bought himself the latest iPhone7 plus the day after he picked up the black card, and he had already equipped himself. The 6 plus he bought in 15 years has long been eliminated by him, but he has always used this small mobile phone, the standby time is super long, charge it once, and don't care about it for a week.

Take out your phone from your backpack, press it to connect, and turn off the music first. Yan Xiwen secretly walked out of the office and came to the small glass room opposite the marketing department, which is also called a smoking room and a small conference room.

Only then did he put the phone close to his ear, and Yan Xiwen had already heard Bao Yujing's cry.

Yan Xiwen is a little confused, what's wrong? Could it be that there is a thief in the house? The bag has been threatened and kidnapped? Yan Xiwen is anxious, this Nima has just bought a new house, someone has broken into the house and kidnapped it, and the security in this community is too bad. He didn't have time to think about how to scold the security guards of the community, and calmly thought about the other party's intentions.

For more than half a minute, Yan Xiwen didn't say a word, and quietly listened to the sound on the other side. But the strange thing is that apart from Bao Yujing's crying, he can't hear anyone's voice.

Are the current kidnappers so smart? Wait for me to speak first? Wait left and right Yan Xiwen really can't wait.

"What the hell do you want? Don't embarrass my girlfriend, it's okay to say anything. How much does it cost to let you go? You ask my girlfriend to say something first, and I have to make sure that she is safe before I can give you money. I promise that I will not pursue you afterwards, and I will not call the police. Don't do anything that you regret too, blackmail and murder are not the same sentence. Don't do anything to my girlfriend, okay?" Yan Xiwen gritted his teeth and said word by word.

As soon as Yan Xiwen spoke, the cry to Bread Yujing turned into a whimper, but after a while, the crying became even louder. Yan Xiwen felt a little distressed when he heard it, but the next moment he felt that something was wrong, this was reality, not fiction.

He just bought a house a few days ago, and there is no reason why kidnappers will come to the door so soon. Otherwise, who would dare to buy a luxury house in this big city? Besides, the houses he Yan Xiwen bought were only a few million units, what kind of luxury houses were they? People's mansions were all calculated in terms of 100 million yuan.

Then it won't be a kidnapper, how can a kidnapper kidnap a hostage for blackmail, Yan Xiwen was stunned for a moment and figured it out.

But he still couldn't figure out what the hell Bao Yujing was doing, why he couldn't stop crying.

Yan Xiwen really can't do anything about crying with a woman, not to mention that this is a woman who is tired of being with him every day and lying in his arms every night. Yan Xiwen, who was crying, was uncomfortable and heartbroken. Yan Xiwen paused for a moment and said directly:

"Alright, alright, it's okay. Don't cry, tell Brother Wen what's going on, okay? You can't figure it out, Brother Wen will help you solve it, okay? Don't cry, tell me, is there something wrong at home? Where do you need to use the money?"

As Yan Xiwen spoke, maybe Bao Yujing was also tired of crying, or the emotions of crying were vented. After Yan Xiwen finished speaking, Bao Yujing also stopped crying, only occasionally sobbing.

"Awen, why are you so good to me? I, woo, I'm just, I'm just a **, I, why do you want to be so good to me, woo woo~~~~~~~~" As she spoke, Bao Yujing on the other end of the phone couldn't hold back the emotions stirring in her heart anymore, she hated herself, why did she hate herself for not loving herself so much! She hated God, why didn't she meet Yan Xiwen earlier! She hated everything.

Yan Xiwen was a little confused, this woman was nervous. Why did you suddenly become such a saint, didn't you say that you don't talk about your past? Why do you suddenly care so much about your origin, I don't care, what do you care about? Really, I don't understand.

Although there were some out-of-tune thoughts constantly turning in his head, Yan Xiwen still had a sense of accomplishment and sweetness in his heart. How many men really don't care about their other half used to be a **? Yan Xiwen initially positioned Bao Yujing as a "lover" and "2/milk", but as an energetic young man in his twenties with very little experience, can you expect him not to be curious and have a good impression of the women around him who get along day and night? It is impossible not to have a good feeling.

Just get along in the past few days, really get along day and night. In less than a week, Yan Xiwen had already fallen.

Gentle Township, Hero's Tomb!

Heroes can't escape the gentle township, let alone Yan Xiwen, a guy with weak emotional will and experience of 10 (out of 100). But no matter how much he loves it, Bao Yujing's experience is like a thorn in his body, although it doesn't hurt so much in his heart.

It's like if a person makes a mistake and causes you a loss, even though you say you don't care (but in your heart you care a little or care) about that loss. But if the other party really thinks that you don't care, and then you don't do anything, and continue to laugh and laugh, then you may feel very uncomfortable. And if the other party sincerely bows to you and apologizes to you regardless of whether you care or not, and wants to compensate you, even if you really care about the mistakes he makes, then at this time, you will gradually or unconsciously favor him in your heart, thinking that this mistake may be caused by objective reasons, and subjectively make choices that are biased in favor of the other party. At the same time, my heart will feel better.

In the end, this is a slut, that is, hypocrisy and compromise, and uncompromising issues. Whoever compromises first is to admit his weak position in this matter (relationship). But Yan Xiwen really doesn't care about this (don't believe in O(∩_∩)O), from the fact that he goes to "Mansion No. 7" once a month, it can be seen that he is not a taboo person (don't believe it: come to a big breast). But when he heard Bao Yujing say this, he had mixed emotions in his heart. Comfort mixed with satisfaction (perverted?), heartache mixed with pity, if the opportunity and ability that woman is willing to do **?This is not that she is subjectively such a person, Yan Xiwen believes that there are people in the world who like to do this industry, and they are happy to do it. But after this period of getting along and observing little by little in life, he believes that at least his Bao Yujing is not such a person.

"Bag, don't cry, good. Don't cry, okay?" As soon as she heard Yan Xiwen's voice, Bao Yujing cried even louder.

"Baobao, did you send the real estate certificate?" Fu Zhi's heart, Yan Xiwen suddenly thought of the reason why Bao Yujing might feel crying.

"Eun, woo, uh-huh, I've seen it all. Bao Yujing wiped her tears and sobbed.

"Okay, it's okay. Don't cry, be good. I'm working right now, I'm busy, and we'll have a good talk when I get back from work. Okay, don't cry, when you go back, don't let me see that your eyes are still red, otherwise I will have to enforce the family law at night. Yan Xiwen was half coaxing and half threatening.

"Okay. Uh-huh, then you get busy first. If you come back in the evening and want to make it bad, I promise you. Love you!" Bao Yujing on the other end of the phone stopped whimpering, half sensible and half teasing. Bao Yujing knew Yan Xiwen's assets, at least partially, so she thought that Yan Xiwen was really busy with "big business", but she might never have imagined that Yan Xiwen would work in such a small company now.