Lin Jingyi nodded, stretched out her finger and pointed it at An Nian's head, and said angrily: "Can you not be so sad, I thought it was ancient times, and I couldn't see each other for a few years after crossing the ocean." ”

An Nian also laughed and leaned back on the sofa: "Now I see that you and your brother-in-law are very harmonious." ”

In fact, how does she think that Lin Jingyi, the paper tiger, is arrogant in front of her, as long as Lin Kaiming appears, she will be honest immediately.

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Jingyi smiled sweetly, tilted her head and glanced at An Nian, "I'm sure now, Huo Junyuan is sincere to you, don't miss it." ”

An Nian nodded vigorously: Got it. ”

In the living room, Huo Junyuan glanced at the direction of the upstairs bedroom and frowned: "Your wife talks a lot." ”

"Each other, each other." Lin Kaiming took a sip of tea and said calmly, sitting upright like an old cadre, "I'm really going back to China"

Huo Junyuan put his fingers on his knees and tapped: "The matter here has been dusty, and I have to go home." ”

Lin Kaiming pursed his lips, thinking that tonight, Lin Jingyi was going to talk in the room again, obviously less than thirty years old, but he was getting more and more verbose.

The most terrifying thing is that he has become accustomed to her verbosity, and he will feel awkward if he doesn't listen to it for a day.

Habits are such a terrible thing.

"Si Minghan's matter" Huo Junyuan paused.

Lin Kaiming put down the teacup, interrupted him, and said, "This person is not as simple as we seem, but don't worry, I will cooperate with your investigation." ”

"Okay." Huo Junyuan got up and prepared to go upstairs, "It's time to rest." ”

So isn't it time for the little wife to come out, if you want to talk, you can find him, he is very happy to accompany him.

On this point, Lin Kaiming's opinion is the same as Huo Junyuan's.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit room, Wendy looked up at her son, who was sitting across from her, her old voice like a torn rag.

"Sit down." He waved his hand.

Si Minghan sat on the black sofa, his fingers casually on the side, and his tone was slightly displeased: "You said that you would not interfere in my affairs." ”

"She's Annian," Wendy said, taking a picture and placing it on the table.

It sounded like a casual tone, but Si Minghan, who was as smart as Si Minghan, could still hear the difference between his usual tone and his usual tone, and frowned slightly: "You've seen her." ”

"Before, I didn't pay attention." He said lightly.

On that day, he went to pay homage to an old man, and on the way back he saved a man, but he did not see the man's face in real.

"So what do you mean now," Simingham said in a wary tone, "this is my business, I hope you don't interfere, and you don't try to hurt her." ”

Wendy glanced at Simmingham with complicated eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

The wind blows the light-colored curtains, and the swaying light and shadow fall on the floor, and the shadows are sufficient, like an incomprehensible mind.

"How is she doing now?" Wendy began.

Si Minghan was stunned, in his impression, it seemed that he had never heard Wendy mention a person like this, very gentle and careful, as if caring for the most precious treasure in the world.

He frowned and stared at Wendy, trying to see some clues in his face, but everything seemed to be his delusion, and when he looked at it, Wendy looked blank.

Si Minghan pursed his lips, believing that he must have cared too much about An Nian, so as long as Wendy mentioned it, he couldn't help but be nervous and even cranky.

"I don't think so." His tone was light, but his eyes were extremely firm, "I will give her the life she wants, a stable and peaceful life." ”

Wendy glanced at him for a moment before sneering, "Self-righteous." ”

Since when did the child he raised with his own hands become so paranoid now.

"I" Simingham gritted his teeth.

Growing up, he had always been very motivated, rarely bothering Wendy, and rarely interfering in his affairs, and this was almost the first time he had reprimanded him so harshly, albeit with only four simple words.

"I trust my own judgment." He insisted.

Wendy said indifferently: "Have you asked her, do you want it?"

Si Minghan was stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a long time.

Time froze with the air, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe, and just as Simingham was about to get up to leave, Wendy's hoarse voice came.

"Bring her to me." Wendy said indifferently and waved her hand, "You go." ”

Si Minghan was stunned for a moment, and then there was a huge ecstasy, Wendy still recognized herself, seeing that he was so persistent, she was finally willing to help him.

He has every reason to believe that as long as Wendy makes a move, he will definitely be able to get his wish as soon as possible.

Si Minghan has always been steady, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed at this time, and left in a hurry after greeting Wendy, he couldn't wait to bring An Nian over.

He always knew that the power that Wendy had in his hands was originally like this, as long as he recognized An Nian, then everything else would fall into place.

Si Minghan walked out of the castle in a hurry, got in the car and left, the wind blew in through the window, it was cool, he was sober in an instant, no, Wendy's attitude today.

"Squeak"

Simingham slammed on the brakes, the car stopped on the side of the road, he held the steering wheel with both hands and forced, his fingers clenched and slowly released.

He leaned back in his chair and recalled Wendy's expression over and over again, and the tone in which he mentioned An Nian was wrong, not at all.

"Something must have been overlooked." Si Minghan frowned, his fingers tapped up and down on the steering wheel, "Wendy, An Nian"

When he mentioned An Nian, his tone was very gentle, nostalgic, and ......

"Help me look up on Wendy." Si Minghan called, his voice low, "Or you can come and talk to me in person." ”

The person on the other end of the phone was silent suddenly, and it took a long time before he said quietly: "Okay." ”

Hanging up the phone, Simingham changed the direction of the car in front, and now he had another thing to do.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong"

An Nian held his little son with one hand, reached out and took out his mobile phone from his bag, saw the phone number on it, frowned and hung up the phone.

"Whose phone" Huo Jun came over with fruit from afar, just in time to see An Nian with a serious face, and gently took Zimo over, "What happened, your face is not very good." ”

An Nian pursed her lips: "Si Minghan." ”

Anyway, if it wasn't for Si Minghan at the beginning, she and Zimo wouldn't know where they were, and maybe they would have turned into wisps of dust.

"Our plane tonight." Huo Junyuan teased the son in his arms, "Zimo is so lively, where does it look like autism, I think it is on par with Ziyu's personality." ”

An Nian let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and his original gratitude to Si Minghan suddenly became much weaker, although he had saved them, it didn't mean that he could manipulate their lives at will.

What she especially can't forgive is that Si Minghan can calculate Zimo, he is still so small and soft, how can he do it?

"I also want to meet and bend." An Nian said with a smile.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after dinner, Huo Junyuan and An Nian were about to leave with their luggage, and suddenly received a call from the airline: because of the haze weather, all flights in the last three days were canceled.

"You can not leave" Lin Jingyi happily took Zimo into her arms and kissed her, "Little baby, my aunt is really reluctant to let you go." ”

Song Linlin leaned over and poked Huo Zimo's soft face with her fingers: "Did you hear it, your aunt is reluctant to let you go." ”

"you." Lin Jingyi glanced at Song Linlin, "How old is it, it's not in shape yet." ”

An Nian glanced at the gray sky outside, and her heart was also congested, she pulled Huo Junyuan's arm: "I always feel as if something is going to happen." ”

"Don't worry about the weather." Huo Junyuan took An Nian's hand, "I'll accompany you upstairs to rest for a while." ”

An Nian looked at Lin Jingyi who was holding Zimo, and nodded at Huo Junyuan: "Okay." ”

After going upstairs, Huo Junyuan sat on the sofa with An Nian in his arms, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry. ”

Vancouver is not a very pleasant place for his young wife, so he wanted to take him out of here earlier.

"Nian Nian, even God is helping me." Si Minghan stood at the door with a goblet, glanced at the sky outside, and hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

At eight thirty in the evening, there was a knock on the door outside, Si Minghan put down the goblet, turned around and said lightly: "Come in." ”

"Young master." A man who was hunched over and looked rude came in, with a little apprehension and flattery on his face, "What are you looking for from me?"

Si Minghan glanced at him and said lightly, "Sit down and say." ”

The man pulled his clothes uncomfortably, looked at the smooth floor and luxurious leather sofa, and said, "I'll just stand." ”

"You've been with Wendy for decades," Simingham laughed as he knocked Erlang's leg, "You must know a lot about him." ”

The man's face was full of discomfort, and he didn't know what Si Minghan meant.

"I heard that Wendy was young and romantic, what made him what he is now," Simingham smiled, "Maybe you are willing to sue me." ”

The man's face changed suddenly, and his lips twitched: "I—I don't know"

"I heard that you have a son who gambles outside and has lost a lot of money," Simingham put a bank card on the table, "There are 100,000 dollars in it, which is enough to pay off your son's debts outside." ”

The man's eyes flashed with struggle, and he said in a trembling voice: "I, my Wendy will kill me." ”

"But if you don't pay the debt, someone else will kill your son." Si Minghan smiled gently, his elegant appearance was no different from that of ordinary days, but the man still felt a strong murderous aura.

He fell to his knees on the ground, trembling like chaff: "I, I said." ”

Si Minghan nodded with satisfaction: "Get up, sit down and talk slowly." ”

His instincts tell him that Wendy is hiding a big secret, and that it may have something to do with Anji

At one o'clock in the morning, Si Minghan's expression was solemn, and he waved his hand: "You go back." ”

"I" the man said in a trembling voice, "You can't"

"Don't worry, Wendy won't know." Si Minghan said lightly, he glanced at the man warningly, "Take care of yourself, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will know the consequences."