"I'm in good health, and I can still give birth."

When Yan Wangchuan said this, Qiao Aiyun was stunned and at a loss, and the seat belt instantly popped off and collapsed back into place.

The atmosphere in the car instantly froze and awkward.

Her facial nerves didn't hold back, and she twitched violently twice.

The roots of his ears are a little hot, what the hell is this person talking nonsense, did he ask him this?

And to put it so bluntly?

Rao is age, Qiao Aiyun is still blushing, panicked.

Yan Wangchuan suddenly came over, so frightened that her back was close to the seat, not daring to move, he stretched out his long arms, grabbed the seat belt on her diagonal back, and leaned over half of his body.

However, he has always been a decent person, even at such a close distance, he is still polite and detached, maintaining his due demeanor, except for the friction of his clothes, he has never crossed the slightest.

Pull over the seat belt and help her fasten it.

"Don't you want children?" He looked attentive and asked extremely seriously.

"I haven't thought about this yet." Qiao Aiyun was telling the truth.

Too many things happened some time ago, she just wants to take good care of Song Fengwan now, the third year of high school is too important, although she is also thinking about her relationship with Yan Wangchuan, but child, I really didn't think about it.

Yan Wangchuan nodded, returned to his seat, and drove straight to Qiao's house.

Qiao Aiyun glanced at him twice, with a cold face, his face was paralyzed, the corners of his mouth were pursed, his whole body was tense, his fingers on the steering wheel were slowly tightened, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

Apparently angry.

"Senior brother?" She called out to him tentatively.

"Hmm." The expression was scarce, and he responded indifferently.

"Angry?"

"Nope." Although his tone was as indifferent as usual, Qiao Aiyun heard a little aggrieved.

It's clearly angry.

Can this person not be so bored, still holding back his anger?

"Senior brother, the relationship between the two of us is still uncertain......" She wanted to tell him what she was thinking, and dared to open the conversation, but was blocked by someone's words.

"You're going to repent of your marriage again?" Yan Wangchuan looked serious, his eyes were sharp, and he was as sharp and terrifying as a falcon.

Qiao Aiyun breathed for a moment, and then he said again.

"You will forsake me again."

She couldn't cry or laugh, what do you want to say? makes her seem to be a careless woman, and her tone is inexplicably aggrieved and accusatory.

"Senior brother, I actually feel that the relationship between the two of us is not yet stable, and it is too early to talk about having a child."

Qiao Aiyun's tone was soothing, wanting to communicate with him well.

"And at my age, it's not like I can give birth if I want to? Elderly mothers, do you know how dangerous it is to have a baby? If you can't figure it out, it's really going to be ......."

Yan Wangchuan braked suddenly, and the car was almost close to the curb, making a piercing brake sound, and stopped steadily.

"There will be half a year to take the college entrance examination sooner or later, and I really don't have that mind for other things, even if I want to have children, I have to think about it in the long run, right?"

The other party does not speak.

Qiao Aiyun sighed.

Yan Wangchuan put one hand on the handbrake, and suddenly felt a warm hand slowly covering the back of his hand, soft and warm, and seemed to have a peculiar fragrance, slowly clenching his hand, "Senior brother, I'm right." ”

His body tensed, and he couldn't recover his senses.

She......

Holding his hand?

Qiao Aiyun saw that his face was still tense, thinking that he was still angry, sighed, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment, but someone moved faster to hold her hand.

"You're right." Yan Wangchuan stared at the hands held by the two of them, his breathing was a little heavy, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

The back of his hand is broad, and there is a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, but it is extremely hot, and his palms are tense with sweat, but he grabs her and refuses to let go of it.

Qiao Aiyun struggled twice to no avail, so she could only let him lead her, her face was a little burning, and her heartbeat was a little fast.

"Senior brother? Let's drive. ”

Yan Wangchuan reluctantly let go of his hand and continued to drive, Qiao Aiyun glanced at him.

A certain person who has always had a scarce expression and is silent, his ears are red, which is extremely inconsistent with his indifferent face.

Shy?

Qiao Aiyun burst out laughing, and Yan Wangchuan only felt that the roots of his ears were hotter.

**

When the car was about to arrive at the villa area, a large number of reporters gathered outside, and the community security guards guarded the door, trying to leave space for vehicles to pass.

Qiao Aiyun sat up straight and looked outside, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Wangchuan pursed his lips and was silent, although his car had a local license plate, those reporters had never seen it, thinking that it was an ordinary resident in the community, and they didn't care, but let the car pass slowly.

When the two returned home, Qiao Wangbei immediately greeted them.

"Did you meet a reporter?"

"There are a lot of reporters outside the community." Qiao Aiyun stood at the entrance, bent down and took off her shoes, "What's wrong?" ”

"The bank announced that it was going to liquidate Song's family." Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Aiyun's fingers froze slightly, this company has grown from a small studio to a leading enterprise in Cloud City, Qiao Aiyun has witnessed it with her own eyes, and now that the building has collapsed, how can it not be embarrassing in just a few days.

When she walked into the living room, the local station in Cloud City was broadcasting the situation of the Song family live.

A large number of reporters set up machines, all blocked at the entrance of the company, and there were many debt collectors holding black and white banners, most of which read "Song Jingren, pay back my hard-earned money", and a large number of people gathered at the door of the company to collect debts.

"Looking at the news, the Song family owes a lot of money, the bank loan can't be repaid, and the previous partners are all small enterprises, making things, the balance is not settled, the Song family falls, and these people's money will also be wasted." Qiao Wangbei was speechless.

Qiao Aiyun glanced at the TV, "Owe a lot of money?" ”

"All the consignees of the Song family are concentrated on the water, and they can't receive the payment, so they naturally have no money to give to the supplier, and the bank loan can't be repaid, a vicious circle, the gap is too big to be blocked." Yan Wangchuan explained, "Now no one dares to lend him money even if it is a loan shark. ”

"He deserves it!" Qiao Wangbei snorted coldly, raised his hand to pick up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"What about others?" Qiao Aiyun asked.

"You must have found a place to hide, how many people in the city are looking for him now, as long as he shows up, those suppliers will definitely gnaw him to the scum, that kind of cowardice, he will definitely not dare to appear." Qiao Wangbei's tone was disdainful.

"This person was not found, and the reporter came here to block it, I'm afraid I want to ask you about the situation, so don't go out recently."

"I'll go to the studio to pick her up at night, so that she won't be affected."

Qiao Aiyun nodded, "What about Huaisheng?" ”

"Went to sleep."

Qiao Wangbei had a headache when he thought of this little monk, he didn't know how to coax the child at all, and said to him in a good voice, don't cry, this little guy cried even more ferociously.

If this was his own son, he would have already started it, so he was tired of crying, so he went back to the house to sleep.

"Then I'll help him pack his things." Qiao Aiyun said and went upstairs.

The Song family is bankrupt, what is the situation of Song Jingren, it is conceivable that he has nothing, and he has to bear a large amount of debt, which is inevitably embarrassing.

**

Jiang Fengya also saw the news of Song's imminent bankruptcy from the Internet, and hurried to the house where Song Jingren was currently renting.

As soon as she opened the door, the smell of alcohol mixed with the pungent and choking smell of smoke made her cough uncontrollably, and in the smoke, she saw the man sitting on the sofa clearly.

The television was playing news about the Song family, and the floor was littered with various documents, crumpled newspapers, wine bottles of various colors, and ashtrays on the coffee table full of cigarette butts.

Jiang Fengya fumbled for a long time before turning on the light, "Dad-"

Everywhere the lights went, it was even more of a mess.

Song Jingren raised his eyelids and glanced at her with difficulty, "You're here?" ”

Jiang Fengya walked towards him and sorted out the garbage on the ground one by one, "Even if the company is gone, as long as you work hard, everything will still be there." ”

"Heh-" Song Jingren drank a lot of wine, his fingers holding the cigarette butt trembled slightly, and he put the cigarette butt to his mouth, "How can it be so easy." ”

"The company is liquidated, there are still a lot of things, the bank auctions, it should not be a problem to pay off the arrears, there will definitely be a chance to start over."

Jiang Fengya has long understood that the Song family still has a lot of machines and the like, including the Song building, bank auctions, paying off debts, and there may be a sum of money left.

Even if it is only a few hundred thousand, it is not a lot of money for her.

The bursary is lost, Fu Yuxiu is about to go abroad, and Song Jingren may be able to get some money back.

“…… Unexpectedly, the last person to stay by my side was you. Song Jingren smiled bitterly and took a puff on his cigarette.

"Those people also said, you are greedy for my money, you want to climb high branches, it's all bullshit, you are my own daughter, unlike Song Fengwan's dead girl, something without conscience!"

Jiang Fengya's expression was a little unnatural, but it was a pity that Song Jingren was immersed in his emotions and didn't notice her abnormality for a moment.

"After so many years, I really hurt her in vain, and now I dare to call someone else's father, I see that she is about to change her surname to Yan, I know that Qiao Aiyun and that man have a leg!"

"I still keep saying that the two of you are innocent, I'm afraid that you would have rolled into bed with me on your back a long time ago, slut!"

The more Song Jingren thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Didn't Auntie and that Mr. Yan know each other for a long time? If you don't have feelings, how can you get married? Jiang Fengya muttered quietly.

"Yes, there is no emotion, what kind of relationship is set by the two parties, dogs and men, and they slandered me at the press conference and poured dirty water on me, I think they are afraid that they have hooked up together a long time ago, and they are not clean."

As long as Song Jingren remembered the situation when they were eating at noon, he suddenly became angry.

"My sister is good friends with him, it's actually normal, isn't he very rich? It's definitely good for her. ”

As soon as Song Jingren heard this, he raised his hand and knocked over a few beer bottles on the table to the ground, "I don't think that dead girl is my species, if it wasn't for his daughter, why would the Yan family treat her well!" ”

He was even more embarrassed at the thought that he might have helped someone else raise his daughter for more than ten years.

A man's self-esteem seems to be trampled under his feet and crushed fiercely.

The fear of being dominated by Yan Wangchuan came up from the bottom of my heart again.

Jiang Fengya bit her lip, "Dad, don't be angry, they're all divorced, it's useless to dwell on these now." ”

"Damn, they must have set a trap a long time ago to let me jump down, the company's shares are so valuable, they don't even want it, it's clear that they counted me from the beginning."

Song Jingren recalled the past at this moment, Qiao Wangbei was so decisive, he didn't want anything valuable, he wanted some houses and shops, so he wanted to divorce and cut off relations with him.

If you think about it carefully, it was clearly premeditated.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I hated to rush to their house and kill them all.

Song Jingren thought about it, and walked directly out of the door, he was going to find the pair of sluts to settle accounts.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man he didn't know, his eyes were opposite, Song Jingren frowned, "Who are you?" ”

Jiang Zhiqiang smiled, "Oh, I can be regarded as finding you......"

As soon as Jiang Fengya heard his voice, her body was shocked, and she was terrified in her heart, why did he come again.

**

Cloud City Fu Family

The housekeeper instructed the servants, was packing up his things, and left the country in three days, and the time was too tight.

Sun Qionghua went out to buy gifts, and she had to go to Qiao's house to make amends later, so she couldn't be empty-handed.

Fu Shen was in his room, bowing his head and flipping through Buddhist scriptures.

Qianjiang knocked on the door, "Third Master." ”

"What's wrong?"

"There is a situation."

"Huh?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

"Jiang Fengya's adoptive father found Song Jingren, I'm afraid something is going to happen."

Fu Shen lifted his eyelids and glanced at Qianjiang, "Keep an eye on that side, inform Yan Wangchuan, and let him pay attention, Song Jingren is desperate now, and he is afraid that he will be forced to do something." ”

"Hmm." Qianjiang walked out in response.

Fu Shen lowered his head and rubbed the title page of the Buddhist scriptures, always feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

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The scumbag is going to die and struggle once......

I'm afraid that I will really be tortured to death.