Yan Wangchuan was just about to step out of the shadows, and the little hand stretched out from one side grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Uncle Yan?"

Song Fengwan's fingers tightened, tightly screwed the corners of his clothes in the palm of his hand, and shook his head at him.

Qiao Aiyun obviously didn't want to involve him, when he went out at the moment, it was not only him who was bound, but also the entire Yan family.

Although Song Fengwan is not very old, she also knows what it means, and her mother doesn't want him to come forward, so she naturally has to stop her.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Half of Yan Wangchuan's face fell into the shadows, and half of it was illuminated by the light, flickering and flickering, and there was a sense of desolation and silence.

"You have a sense of proportion!" Song Fengwan blurted out.

If he has to be measured, he won't be caught in the police station.

Yan Wangchuan's face froze.

Song Feng let go of his little hand stupidly, grabbed Fu Shen's clothes, and his tone was a little timid, "Uncle Yan, I'm that"

Where did she dare to talk to him like this before, but she has also become close recently, he is serious and rigid, awkward and shy, Song Fengwan is not so afraid of him, and he speaks more casually.

"It's okay, it's true that I didn't have a good sense of proportion."

Yan Wangchuan was accused by the junior for the first time, and his old face turned red, but fortunately, the light was unclear and he couldn't see it clearly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, inexplicably embarrassed.

It's a shame.

"Well, just pay attention next time." Song Fengwan muttered quietly.

Fu Shen secretly stretched out his hand and gently held Song Fengwan's little hand, will you pay attention next time?

This girl is not too skinny.

Who is used to having the temperament to dare to talk to Yan Wangchuan like this?

**

The Nanjiang Yan family at this moment

Mrs. Yan leaned on the sofa, wearing reading glasses, holding a thin needle in her hand, wearing a red rope, embroidering a few flower branches on a white cloth, and staring at the TV screen at the moment, not for a moment.

I deliberately found someone to search for a local TV station in Yuncheng, which is showing a real-time report of the press conference.

However, there are hosts and guests who analyze, and the camera is cut back and forth, and she frowns.

"This host is really annoying." The old lady sighed and tossed the embroidery aside.

"You drink some water, it's past nine o'clock, do you want to rest early?" Huang's mother handed her a cup of ginseng tea.

"I can't sleep, you said that this surname is Song, it's really not a thing, why did that girl have to marry him back then?"

"Where are we worse than him?"

"Our family Wangchuan is tall, handsome, and can make money, and the two of them are also childhood sweethearts, why don't you look down on him?"

The old lady snorted coldly, and there was always a knot in her heart about the dissolution of the marriage contract.

Huang Ma couldn't help but laugh when she saw her angry appearance, "Old lady, do you want to listen to the truth?" ”

"What truth?"

"Sir's mouth is stupid."

Mrs. Yan paused her fingers with the water cup and coughed twice, which was the truth.

"Young girl who doesn't like to listen to sweet words, he always keeps a straight face, if it weren't for the dissolution of the marriage contract back then, he came back like that, I didn't see that he liked Miss Qiao's family."

"Alright, don't say it." Old Madam Yan interrupted her.

The truth hurts the most.

How did you give birth to this clumsy thing.

If she returns this time, it will really lose the face of her old Yan family.

"Isn't this kid still in Cloud City? Not at this time? The old lady took a sip of hot tea and was anxious to get on the fire.

"Old lady, if Mr. appears at this time, then there is no going back"

"What are you going to do? Originally, the two of them were innocent, and our Yan family was still afraid of others making irresponsible comments? Ai Yun clearly didn't want to pull our family in, otherwise how could she be forced like this by that bastard. ”

The old lady reached out and helped her reading glasses, "Can our Yan family still hide behind a woman?" ”

"Besides, what do they have to make those people break up?"

Huang's mother nodded and smiled, "Are you really sure that the two of them are nothing, they both said that they lived together?" ”

"He's my son, what virtue I don't understand? When I lived in Qiao's house, under one roof, I didn't dare to talk to her, and lived together? Heh-"

The tone was disgusting.

"Then if Mr. and Miss Qiao are together in the future, you don't object?"

"Who said I didn't object, who told you! I'm still angry! The old lady snorted coldly.

I was afraid that Huang's mother wouldn't believe it, so after a few minutes, she added.

"I'm angry, I've been angry for more than twenty years!"

**

Cloud City, Huamao Hotel

At the press conference, Song Jingren was sure that Qiao Aiyun did not dare to say the identity of Yan Wangchuan, and pressed step by step.

"Say, I wasn't articulate just now, why am I dumb now, but you tell everyone, who is the man who eats with you and goes home together?"

"Don't be too shameless." Qiao Aiyun didn't expect him to attack her with this.

Too mean.

"Who is shameless, you keep counting me, you make your own affairs clear, since you have nothing to do with him, why don't you say his name generously?"

"Concealment, it's not like being a thief."

"Something unspeakable must have happened behind your backs, hasn't it?"

There was a lot of talk at the bottom.

If it doesn't matter, it's good to clarify it generously, but Qiao Aiyun is embarrassed.

The two have just clashed, she has always had the upper hand, and she is not surprised when she encounters all kinds of slander and accusations, why is she afraid now?

It's hard not to guess in other directions.

Qiao Aiyun gritted her teeth and raised her hand to hit him.

Before the slap fell, Song Jingren raised his hand and grabbed her wrist directly, just now he was weak-hearted, Qiao Aiyun's slap came quickly and fiercely, and he couldn't dodge it.

Naturally, it is impossible to admit it obediently this time.

Qiao Aiyun twisted her eyebrows and tried to pull her wrist out of his palm, but the disparity in strength between men and women was so great that she couldn't break free.

"You!"

"Annoyed and angry, you want to do it? Do you think I'm going to stand there this time and let you fight? Song Jingren knew that he had caught her sore spot, and smiled sadly.

"Keep shouting, we're half a catty."

"What right do you have to point at my nose and scold!"

Song Jingren has long been unaccustomed to the relationship between these two, that Yan Wangchuan is obviously interested in her, and has helped her get ahead three times and twice, how can there be any good in this world for no reason.

Some people are like this, do they cherish what they have, and after giving up, they are not allowed to be touched?

"You say, didn't you two hook up a long time ago?"

Qiao Aiyun tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled contemptuously, "If you are dirty, don't think that everyone is as dirty as you." ”

"Then you say, who is that wild man?"

He laughed a little arrogantly and lawlessly.

Geng Ying stood aside, anxious, since it didn't matter, what did it matter if he mentioned who that person was, was it necessary to maintain it like this?

It's just that the man who eats with her in the photo is very tall, always wears a suit, is well-proportioned, has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and it can be seen that he has an excellent temperament and upbringing, and he can't just pull someone to block the gun.

Wild men?

Qiao Aiyun raised her other hand to hit him.

Song Jingren wanted to ask for some interest from her, but he actually raised his other hand and was about to beat her

The hand had just been raised

Everyone below gasped and held their breath.

it!

It's finally time to fight.

Song Fengwan stood in the dark, anxious, and Fu Shen kept holding her hand to prevent her from moving

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in front of her, and even the security guard who was standing on the edge of the stage and was responsible for maintaining order did not react, and had already rushed to the stage

"Bah-" The security guard drew his baton from his waist and tried to stop him.

"What's the hurry" Shifang stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Who are you?" The security guard glanced at two strong men dressed in black behind him, their hands holding sticks slightly tightened.

"We're not here to make trouble, don't get excited." Shifang raised an eyebrow and patted him on the shoulder.

Damn, why does the third master have to ask him to bring two bodyguards, is it possible that he can't deter a few security guards by himself?

Fu Shen said at that time, "You think you are Qianjiang?" ”

Lore.

He was so angry that he completely lost his temper.

You are the master, you are right in everything.

**

Everyone thought that the couple was about to fight directly in front of the national audience, which would be too ugly.

However, as a melon-eating crowd, there is always a kind of psychology that is not too bad to watch the excitement.

"Damn, don't you really want to do it with a woman, shame on a man."

"A scum like him still has a face? Didn't Ms. Qiao say it just now? Even his daughter is beaten, what a beast. ”

"Scum, I want to go up and beat him up."

Just when the crowd was excited, Geng Ying, as a lawyer, had been standing very close to Qiao Aiyun, she wanted to go up to persuade her, but she felt a black shadow passing by her side

It was like a gust of wind, whistling by, and her short hair was blown in all directions.

Song Jingren's hand had almost touched Qiao Aiyun's face, and he was fiercely restrained.

The man's power was so great that it was like an iron arm, and he wanted to crush his wrist bones.

"Hmm-" Song Jingren's arm was weak in pain, and he lost his strength in an instant.

The feeling of pain instantly spread throughout the body, "Let go!" ”

His voice was thick and deep, with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Song Jingren was scared by him last time, and when he heard Yan Wangchuan's voice, his body subconsciously reacted and loosened all the restraints on Qiao Aiyun.

Qiao Aiyun didn't expect Yan Wangchuan to appear at this time, and looked at her with a slight surprise.

"Go and stand behind me."

"Senior brother" Qiao Aiyun's brain is about to explode, if he is really misunderstood, he is regarded as a wild man, and her sin will be great.

Yan Wangchuan looked at her with a grim expression.

She had no choice but to stand behind her.

"You" Song Jingren admittedly didn't expect him to dare to stand directly in front of the camera.

I was a little happy in my heart, but I was panicked, because Qiao Aiyun really stood behind him obediently, and just now she was still speaking seriously, confronting herself with an arrogant face, and at this moment the hard shell faded, and her expression softened a little.

"You think you've been taught by me twice, you shouldn't want to see me?"

Song Jingren's wrist twisted twice, Yan Wangchuan twisted his wrist, and his fingers were loose and tight.

Just when he was still breaking free, he punched him in the face.

"Poof-"

Song Jingren was directly knocked to the ground, his head was knocked into a daze, and the bones on his body were knocked out as if they were about to crack.

Half of his face was bruised and mottled, as if he had been beaten and distorted.

It shows how strong it is.

The fist wind is strong, as if it is a strong cold wind.

Fierce and ruthless.

Song Fengwan gasped, this is what Uncle Yan called proportion?

It's a good job.

She couldn't say anything in her heart at the moment, the last time she saw Song Jingren, she still felt sour, but at this moment she felt a little inexplicably relieved

He doesn't deserve it.

Song Jingren's head was stunned, and it took more than a minute to come back to his senses, and Secretary Zhang on one side tried to help him, but he was glared back by a more cruel gaze, shrunk to the side, and did not dare to move.

The crowd of reporters below swallowed their saliva nervously.

"Damn, this punch is really exciting."

But his eyes were sharp, his face was cold, and he stared at Song Jingren, making people dare not force his eyes.

According to the silhouette of his body, everyone is almost sure of his identity.

Yan Wangchuan loosened his wrist, hating to crush him.

"I am the man in the photo, the wild man in his mouth - my name is Yan Wangchuan."

"Senior brother." Qiao Aiyun sighed in her heart.

"Hiding behind a woman, that's still a man?"

Qiao Aiyun opened her mouth, he didn't say anything in advance, she didn't know how to deal with this situation now.

Yan Wangchuan stretched out his hand and pulled his tie, and stood on the stage in such a bright way, letting the reporter capture it.

The Yan family is very low-key, and there are not many people who know his name, and they may occasionally see it on some wealth rankings, and they are all quick glances.

If so, then of course it is a different story.

The reporter has always been well-informed, and here he reported himself to his home, and immediately all the detailed information about him appeared.

If these two people are so sneaky together, can they still stand in front of the camera like this?

Too bold.

However, for most people, Yan Wangchuan's behavior is the real man!

------Off topic------

I think I can sprinkle it hehe

Senior brother, don't lose the face of the old Yan family this time, your mother dislikes you.

Senior Brother Yan: