An Jingyu looked at the phone screen, the screensaver was still a photo of him and Song Youran when they were engaged, and Song Youran was wearing a customized wedding dress in the photo, which was as beautiful as an angel who had fallen into the mortal world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost, just a little bit...... This angel can be his wife.

An Jingyu didn't know how to describe such feelings, the things he had guarded for almost a lifetime seemed to have been easily stolen, he was holding the box, but there was nothing left in the box.

But even so, he was unwilling to let go.

The wind blew in through the cracks in the window, and he listened to the howling of the wind like a mournful cry of his own.

He was alone in this new house without people, just waiting for her to return.

Leisurely, leisurely......

An Jingyu buried himself in the chair and quietly read Song Youran's name, and it took a long time.

No, he still has a lot to do before he goes to pick him up.

A hint of firmness flashed in his eyes, An Jingyu picked up his mobile phone and put it to his ear: "How are the preparations for the venue?" ”

"It's been negotiated, and it can finally be set at the Luang Lok Art Museum." The subordinate replied respectfully.

The Langluo Art Museum only accepts national-level masters to hold art exhibitions, and it should be painstaking to be able to hold paintings here leisurely this time.

"Good."

After receiving the line, An Jingyu thought about it and called Zhang Yao.

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, Luang Lok Art Museum, I want to see you."

He must not let Song Youran suffer a little more damage, never!

At nine o'clock in the morning, An Jingyu was admiring the paintings of famous artists in the art museum, and a sweet voice came to him.

"An Shao."

The woman's voice was humble, but not gentle, and An Jingyu frowned and turned to look at her.

Zhang Yao was wearing a red flower dress, a pair of haters were twenty centimeters high, An Jingyu glanced at her and shifted her gaze.

A woman with no connotation, in the end, is like this, even if she enters the art museum, she is also full of customs.

Thinking leisurely, even if you are facing the sky, it will be the most eye-catching one.

"An Shao?"

Zhang Yao bit her lip and looked at An Jingyu, knowing that he was coming, he was still thinking about things? Does he really think he's air?

"I'm not deaf." An Jingyu glanced at Zhang Yao coldly, and this glance made Zhang Yao straighten her back.

"Wait." An Jingyu continued to admire the painting.

Zhang Yao stepped on high heels, and there was no assistant to help her, so it was already difficult to walk, and An Jingyu was so much taller than her, she had to take several steps in one step, and she had to trot to catch up with him.

Panting, Zhang Yao looked at An Jingyu's back hatefully, this man definitely came out to fix himself.

"It's only been a while, and you can't stand it?" An Jingyu wrapped his waist around his waist and looked at Zhang Yao with a smile.

"An Shao, what are you calling me to do?" Zhang Yao's tone is not good, yes, he An Jingyu is the richest man in the capital, but she is also a celebrity, and Ye Qingfan supports her, but she is really making trouble, who can fight who is not necessarily!

"Don't worry, look here, how appropriate is it to do a leisurely art exhibition?" An Jingyu pointed to the exhibition hall at his feet, which is the largest and most beautifully decorated Western exhibition hall in the art museum, and it is only fitting to put leisurely paintings here.

"Not bad, not bad......" Zhang Yao was perfunctory angrily, calling herself to come to see Song Youran's venue, I really don't know what medicine is sold in An Jingyu's gourd.

"Youran is coming back."

"What?" Zhang Yao's eyes widened, looking at An Jingyu, there was a rare smile on his face.

Zhang Yao squinted, not knowing what An Jingyu wanted to do.

"Don't look at it, I'm looking for you, it's still for our previous plan." An Jingyu glanced at Zhang Yao contemptuously, such a cheesy woman, no wonder Ye Qingfan would look down on her.

"I want you to find a way to get engaged to Ye Qingfan as soon as possible, and it is best to get married directly across this layer."

"You think it's that simple?" Zhang Yao gritted her teeth and stared at Ye Qingfan viciously, "After Ruan Feifei's pregnancy, Ye Qingfan has been following him everywhere for six years, and it is difficult for me to get close to him at all, let alone marry him." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he still had some means, using the identity of his girlfriend to get close to Ye Qingfan, I am afraid that he would not have a chance to say a word to Ye Qingfan for a week.

She is like a guardian walking on thin ice, she has a little bit of affection with Ye Qingfan, why should this man order him to do something?

Squinting at An Jingyu, Zhang Yao looked disdainful, Song Youran fell in love with Ye Qingfan, what qualifications did he have to laugh at himself?

"It's you, An Shao, Song Youran is your fiancée, and you haven't done it yourself until now your fiancée, why are you embarrassed to ask me to get rid of Ye Qingfan?"

An Jingyu was so sarcastic by Zhang Yao, and felt as uncomfortable as if she had been poked by a needle, did this woman really think that she had helped her go smoothly in the entertainment industry, and there was no way to cure her?

With a big hand stretching out, An Jingyu pinched Zhang Yao's jaw tightly, and Zhang Yao felt that her jaw was about to be crushed.

Zhang Yao's eyes widened, looking at An Jingyu in disbelief, and the next second he was invaded by pain, grabbing An Jingyu's sleeve and wanting to plead, but couldn't say a word.

An Jingyu shook off Zhang Yao's hand and quietly watched as sweat was oozing from her sore forehead.

With a sneer, An Jingyu squatted beside Zhang Yao: "Do you think that when you come to mortal entertainment, with Ye Qingfan's support, you can go against me?" Zhang Yao, if you say one more thing, I will let you go back to your previous life like a dog, how about it, don't you miss it very much? ”

An Jingyu's words made Zhang Yao shake her head in fear, but when she moved, her entire jaw hurt violently, and she looked at An Jingyu with pleading in her eyes.

Please, I won't dare anymore, you can let me go......

"Hmph," An Jingyu sneered, "I'm not Ye Qingfan, your little tricks are useless to me!" Zhang Yao, I remember what you have done to Youran, if you dare to touch her again, I will make your death very painful. ”

"Uh......h Woo......" Zhang Yao's mouth was vague, and he looked at An Jingyu anxiously.

If you continue to consume it like this, you really won't be able to take your jaw back.

"Three days, find a way to hold Ye Qingfan for three days."

An Jingyu took out the silk scarf in his pocket and vigorously wiped the hand that had just touched Zhang Yao's chin.

"Throw her out of here, don't dirty this place!"

I'm going to hold an exhibition here.

With a wave of his hand, the silk scarf was thrown on Zhang Yao's body.

There was a flash of cold pleasure in the inky pain, An Jingyu looked at Zhang Yao's painful appearance with satisfaction, and slowly walked out of the art museum. (To be continued.) )