Huamao Hotel

Yan Wangchuanduan stood there, solemn, sassy like a cool breeze.

A group of reporters looked at each other, and no one dared to ask questions for a while, until a male reporter stood up, "Mr. Yan, are you the Mr. Yan who remembers the jewelry?" ”

Yan Wangchuan glanced at him, his eyes were sharp, facing the camera, not hiding or dodging.

"Is there a second one named Yan Wangchuan?"

The reporter was speechless and smiled awkwardly.

How can this be interviewed?

I can't take the next sentence at all.

Another reporter jumped out, "What is the relationship between you and Ms. Qiao?" ”

"Senior brother and sister."

There are few people who know that Yan Wangchuan is a teacher of Qiao Lao, and others don't know this kind of thing, but he won't lie in public.

Everyone was stunned, no one had heard of it, the Qiao family actually had this kind of connection, and it was not surprising that the Fu family had to marry Song Fengwan, and this kind of teacher inheritance.

This Qiao family may be a treasure, and the connections are always unexpected.

The Yan family was originally made of jewelry, and it was also the same as the Qiao family, so it was not surprising to learn from Qiao Lao.

"Then you are now in a simple brother-sister relationship?" Reporters gossiped.

"Private questions, I'm not obligated to answer you."

Another journalist was killed.

It's too hard to interview.

Yan Wangchuan stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeves of his shirt and loosened the cufflinks, "The two of us have known each other for more than 30 years, and we know that she is in trouble, so come over to see the situation?" Problematic with this? ”

"Since she got married, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, the last time we met was after the recognition banquet, we had a total of 7 meals, 5 times outside, restaurant, time, I can tell you, you can check."

"On the other two occasions, in the house she is currently renting, there are juniors present."

"I didn't cross the line with her, the restaurant and community monitoring can be checked, when I go in and out with her, whether I am hiding or hiding, secretive, it is clear."

"We sat upright, if we were cheating, we wouldn't hide it at all, and we went to the restaurant with the most people, and it was open for people to shoot."

In fact, when Yan Wangchuan appeared, everyone thought that the wild man's remarks were too ridiculous.

It was once rumored on the Internet that he was Qiao Aiyun's little white face, and it was even more nonsense, the Yan family's industry, it would not be difficult to buy the entire Song family.

Song Jingren had already stumbled up from the ground at this moment.

"It has been a crime to meet an old friend and be secretly photographed, violating my personal privacy and exposing my photos with others."

"I won't say anything superfluous, I have already called the police and sent someone to start a comprehensive investigation and evidence collection."

"Criminals who maliciously spread rumors, illegally stalk, and secretly take pictures will be held accountable to the end."

Yan Wangchuan was full of confidence from beginning to end, spoke rigorously and decently, neither humble nor arrogant.

It is in strong contrast with the hysterical appearance of Song Jingren and the madman who wants a woman to do it.

"You are still responsible, do you dare to say that you don't have the slightest idea about Qiao Aiyun?" Song Jingren opened his mouth to speak, pulling at his facial nerves, and his expression was distorted in pain.

Yan Wangchuan glanced at him.

"You're all going to get divorced, who does she associate with, who does she eat with, what does it have to do with you?"

Song Jingren's brain exploded as soon as he buzzed.

"We're not divorced yet, she's still my wife."

"So what? Are you ready to abuse her in front of so many people? ”

Song Jingren laughed angrily.

"Who the hell is the person who was beaten? Am I abusive? ”

"You deserve it."

Qiao Aiyun was originally worried, but she was directly amused by what he said.

Senior brother, at this time, don't tell the truth so seriously, okay?

"Yes, I deserve it." Song Jingren stretched out his hand and rubbed his waist, damn, the old wound has not healed and a new wound has been added, he and this man, the cliff is fateful.

"Well, it's good that you know." Yan Wangchuan added.

Song Jingren was so angry that he rushed up and beat him.

But he knew in his heart that there was a huge disparity in strength between the two, and if he rushed over, Yan Wangchuan would take advantage of this opportunity and beat him again.

He couldn't be more ashamed.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Where did this man pop out of, Song Jingren's words just now, he was obviously so angry that he didn't know what to say, why did you answer him, is this to anger him to death?

"Yan Wangchuan, you" Song Jingren gritted his teeth.

"Go back and wait to receive the lawyer's letter, if you refuse to accept it, I will deliver it to the door in person."

Everyone looked at each other, and it could only be said that at this moment, Song Jingren couldn't win just in terms of momentum.

He stood upright, not afraid of others taking pictures at all, let alone being investigated

"As a man, I hope you can be tough, say what you want directly, and go back to the ground to camp dogs, which is really inferior, which is despicable."

"In front of so many people, to a woman, who was once his wife, he spoke ill of each other, and even pressed him step by step, I don't think this is what the big husband did."

"Coerce a woman to show how good you are? Or do you force her like this to satisfy your dirty and twisted psyche? ”

Qiao Aiyun raised her head slightly, staring at Yan Wangchuan's back, his shoulders were very broad, and when the light came, the shadow formed by his body covered her completely.

She never knew that he was slipping around.

I've known him for so long and it's the first time I've seen him say so much.

In the face of Yan Wangchuan's accusation, Song Jingren was powerless to refute, and the voice of disdain below became more and more turbulent, and he gritted his teeth

"You've said all the good things, who knows what you two are doing behind your back!"

"You may not understand, they once had a marriage contract, so that the two of them are together? Is it just eating and chatting? ”

"Maybe even if you two are covered with quilts, you're just chatting, right?"

Yan Wangchuan's fingers tightened, "Do you want to die?" ”

Qiao Aiyun saw that his expression was wrong, and reached out to grab his hand, "What are you doing with him, everyone knows the rights and wrongs." ”

"I'm sure after tonight's events, everyone has learned enough about his character."

What credibility can he have when he says it? Why should you be angry with him? ”

Song Jingren looked at the hands that the two seemed to be holding together, his eyes were bloodshot, and he vomited blood in anger.

"Let's go, let's go—" Qiao Aiyun was afraid that he would get angry and make some drastic moves.

Obviously in his forties, how can he look like a child who can't control his emotions?

It's heartbreaking.

She has achieved her goal tonight, it's okay, she believes that justice is in people's hearts, and everyone has already counted it.

Tearing up with him here, if he is unreasonable, no one can do anything, it's too bad.

As soon as Qiao Aiyun left, the security guards withdrew, and Song Jingren was immediately surrounded by a group of reporters, the reporters pushed and crowded, and some people went to pick up photos and previous mistakes, and the scene was a mess, as if Song Jingren was going to be squeezed to death.

And Geng Ying commanded the security guards to escort Qiao Aiyun and his party to their positions.

Qiao Aiyun was stunned when she saw Song Fengwan and Fu Shen in the background, nodded to Fu Shen, and the group quickly left the hotel.

Fu Shen dragged Song Fengwan into his car, and Qiao Aiyun naturally had a car with Yan Wangchuan.

By the time reporters swarmed out, the car had already sped out of the hotel garage

Qiao Aiyun breathed a long sigh of relief, and subconsciously reached out to stroke her messy hair, only to find that Yan Wangchuan was still holding her hand.

She frowned slightly.

Fang Cai was too anxious, she trotted all the way, Yan Wangchuan was still serious, slow and reasonable, she was anxious, for fear that the reporter would rush over and pull his hand, so she didn't let go, this was all in the car, how could he pay it back

His hands were large, and his palms were full of calluses, and they were hot and hot.

Qiao Aiyun's heart jumped, her fingers moved twice, trying to break free, and someone lowered her head and stared at the hands of the two of them, not moving.

"Senior brother?"

Yan Wangchuan turned his head to look at her, with an indifferent face.

"The hand can be released." Qiao Aiyun was slightly embarrassed.

Yan Wangchuan let go of his hand, his palms were full of sweat.

It's like having been soaked in water.

Qiao Aiyun was covered with fine sweat on her hands by him, she pulled a piece of paper to wipe her hands, and handed him another one, "Senior brother, thank you for today's incident." ”

"It should." Yan Wangchuan took the tissue, followed her example of wiping her hands, and wiped her palms.

He was rough, his palms were sweaty, and he dried quickly, where he needed to wipe it off.

There was an eerie dead silence in the carriage.

Geng Ying sat in the passenger seat, searching the news comments on the Internet, all of them supported Qiao Aiyun one-sidedly, and this divorce lawsuit was stable.

"By the way, Mr. Yan, do you want to sue Song Jingren, do you lack a lawyer?" Geng Ying would not let go of this opportunity to make money.

Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, "I have a team of professional lawyers. ”

"Oh." Geng Ying pouted, amazing, and the team.

Yan Wangchuan glanced at Qiao Aiyun again, "My lawyers are all men. ”

Qiao Aiyun almost vomited blood, she didn't ask this, why did she suddenly explain.

"You just said you remember the restaurant and the time you dined, is it true? Those reporters must have asked for these things, and those reporters are not easy to fool. Geng Ying was speechless.

"Remember, remember what you eat." Yan Wangchuan's tone was still so cold that he was emotionless.

"You have a good memory?"

"Not good."

"That" Geng Ying was curious, who would deliberately remember this kind of thing, the time restaurant is just that, even remember the dishes?

"What is important to me, I will remember more clearly."

Qiao Aiyun suddenly felt that her old face was panicked.

Who said he was stupid.

But then he said, "I received the small ticket, and I won't be mistaken." ”

"Flutter-" Geng Ying was about to laugh, Emma, this senior brother is definitely a baby.

Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath, he didn't know how to talk about love, but he spoke too directly? At this time, it's okay not to mention the receipt, why do you mention this?

"Mr. Yan, are you just Ms. Qiao's senior brother?" Geng Ying has some gossip.

Yan Wangchuan looked at her, and his expression was clearly saying:

That's not something you should know.

Qiao Aiyun turned her head to look out the window, and the wrist that had just hit the person was still in pain, and it was very fatal.

But completely tearing her face, she felt an indescribable sense of relief in her heart.

**

The other side

"My name is Yan Wangchuan"

As soon as these words came out, a Jaguar galloping on the road, the car tilted, slid an elegant arc on the wide road, and then drove straight

Josie Yan fingers clutched the steering wheel and gasped, fortunately there was no one on the road at this point, otherwise there would have been a car accident.

Even though the car was staggering, the man sitting in the passenger seat was holding his mobile phone in one hand and playing with a carving knife in the other.

The carving knife between the fingertips tilted to one side, and with a hook of his fingers, the carving knife cut through the air, sliding an elegant arc, and landed steadily on his fingertips.

The fingertips are thick and calloused, the palms are old and thick, and there are countless wound marks

"Dad—" Josie glanced at him.

"Drive well." He stared at his phone, a little annoyed, the network was not good, and it was a little stuck.

Josyan was also in a hurry, his father had a few favorite stones a few months ago, and he had to carve them according to the size and texture of the stones, the stones were extremely difficult to polish, and he hadn't walked out of the gate for almost two months.

There was an accident in Yutangchun in Yuncheng, and the next day some customers who received the news went to the store to ask for an explanation, asking for the authenticity of the jade.

Jossiyan had to go to the store, so he went out for two hours, and his father received a word out of nowhere, and by the time he rushed home, he had already rushed out of the room with a knife.

looks like you're going to fight with someone.

"Dad, calm down."

His dad looked at him with his knife in hand, "You say it again?" ”

"Let's go to Cloud City immediately." Josyan was a little afraid of him.

His father usually doesn't do anything, but if he provokes him, he will even beat his own son to death.

Originally, he wanted to book a plane ticket, but his father was a little afraid of heights, and he didn't take a plane even if he was killed, so he could only drive there in person.

This knife is still in his hand all the way, who is this threatening?

"Dad, uncle's side," Josie Yan wanted to say something.

"I didn't tell you, don't bother when the elders are busy?"

Josie turned her head, looked straight ahead, and concentrated on driving.

After the car entered Cloud City, the ETC passage of the toll station could not be passed, so it could only take the artificial passage, and there was a long queue, Qiao Xiyan glanced at his watch, and if he waited like this, he was afraid that it would be too late to the hotel.

At the end of the live broadcast on the mobile phone, the man in the co-pilot threw the mobile phone to Josie Yan.

"Dad, it's over, why don't I call my aunt?"

"Go to Song's house."

Josie re-entered the navigation information and glanced at the person beside him, the carving knife in his hand glowing with a cold light in the night.

"You can use your mouth and hands later, don't use the knife."

"I try."

The answer was not sincere.

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

Senior brother is also serious and awkward, the contrast is a little cute, you let go of your hand then, why do you keep holding on tightly?

It's good that you know about collecting small tickets, don't say it, cover your face

It is said that through the dialogue between my uncle and my cousin, it is really not surprising that my cousin has developed such a character.

The living environment is too bad.

Song scumbag is afraid that he has just come out of the wolf's den, and he has entered the tiger's mouth again, cough cough