The next day, the Cloud City Leah Hotel

Yan Wangchuan had just returned from the hotel gym, wearing a light black sweatshirt, a light-colored towel hanging around his neck, holding a sports water cup, and walking back while drinking water.

When I arrived at the door of the room, I saw Qiao Xiyan, and his expression was still cold.

"Uncle Shi." Josie Yan looked at him dressed up and looked sideways twice.

I insisted on going out to exercise on such a cold day, and I was really self-disciplined.

"Something?"

What happened yesterday, no one mentioned it to Josieyan, so he naturally didn't understand.

"I'm going to go back to Wusu, and I will resign from you."

"Just make a phone call or send a message." Yan Wangchuan walked to the door, entered the password, and glanced at him, "Don't you want to go?" ”

Josie Yan was stunned and didn't even let him in the door?

Yan Wangchuan Xu thought of something, it was Qiao Aiyun's nephew, "Come in." ”

"Thank you, uncle." Josie breathed a sigh of relief, among so many teachers and uncles, he had the most eccentric temperament.

"Have you had breakfast?" Yan Wangchuan casually pulled the towel around his neck and moved neatly.

"Not yet, I'm going to go to my aunt and eat with Wanwan."

"Then I'll send you there."

"I called a taxi and waited outside the hotel, so I won't bother you." Josie Yan has been scared of him since he was a child, not that he is afraid, after all, he is a big generation, and it is really difficult.

"I'll send you." Yan Wangchuan has a tough attitude.

"Then I'll give you a call and talk to the driver." Josie smirked.

When he was a teenager, he went to Nanjiang, stayed at his house for a few days, and when he returned, he said a few words.

"When I was a teenager, I was already alone with my luggage to go to your grandfather to learn art."

"Boy, don't get used to it, don't be so squeamish, be self-reliant."

"I'll give you the money, go to the station yourself."

Josie Yan grabbed the money with a confused look and took a taxi to the station.

After returning home, his father called to scold him, and he did not refute a word, but just said a word before hanging up the phone.

"You're too spoiled for kids."

His father was so angry that he choked.

Later, he went to Nanjiang to find the Yan family's custom jewelry, and accidentally learned from one of his former assistants:

That day, after Yan Wangchuan went out, he drove with him until he arrived at the station, and specially called his acquaintances to ask the people at the station to pay more attention to him.

I watched him get into the car before going back.

Josyan seemed to be afraid of him, but more respectful.

He is not an unkind person, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been doing business for so many years.

When he was in a fugue, Yan Wangchuan had already taken a shower, changed his clothes, and a well-cut suit lined his shoulders and waist, iron gray in color, mature and restrained.

**

Yan Wangchuan drove him to the door of the residential unit building.

Along the way, no one spoke, he listened to the radio in the car in the morning, nothing more than to say that the cold air has recently moved south, pay attention to the cold and keep warm.

"Uncle Shi, my dad often comes to you every year, and you have time to go to Wusu to play." Josie unbuckled her seatbelt.

He was silent.

"Then I'll go first?"

Josie pointed outside, but someone was still silent, which was really embarrassing.

"Uncle Shi, they're all here, why don't you go up and sit down?"

"Yes." After Yan Wangchuan finished speaking, he directly drove the car to the side of the line drawing area, stopped the car and turned off the engine, the action was chic and smooth, all in one go, without the slightest hesitation and pause.

Josie stretched out her hand and touched her nose.

You're just waiting for yourself to say this.

It's too sullen, isn't it?

Do you want to go up and say it directly, but do you have to wait for him to speak?

**

Qiao Xiyan called in advance, Qiao Aiyun knew that he was leaving today, cooked porridge, went downstairs to buy a few drawers of steamed buns, and specially fried a plate of side dishes.

There was a knock at the door at about half-past seven

"The door is not closed, come in." Qiao Aiyun was setting the dishes and chopsticks, watching Qiao Xiyan come in, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, and she was slightly surprised when she saw another person coming in.

"I went to say goodbye to my uncle, and he happened to be free to send me over, so I invited him to come up and sit down." Josie coughed twice.

"Well, I'm not going to excuse myself." Yan Wangchuan closed the door gently.

Josie almost squirted.

It was as if he was forcibly dragging him upstairs.

"I haven't eaten yet." After yesterday's incident, Qiao Aiyun also knew a little about his temperament, and her words to him became much more casual, "Sit down and eat together." ”

"I'm in trouble." Yan Wangchuan was not polite at all.

Josie licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, he seemed to be pitted.

"Uncle Yan, cousin is early." Song Fengwan came out of the room in thick pink pajamas.

She went to the kitchen to help serve the meal, and looked at Yan Wangchuan suspiciously.

I didn't leave until eight or nine o'clock last night, and I came to report early in the morning.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

Qiao Aiyun was just glad that she was afraid that Qiao Xiyan would not have enough to eat, she bought a lot of steamed buns, and if she didn't have enough breakfast, it would be embarrassing.

"Wanwan, why is your left side of your face a little swollen." Josie Yan is fine on carving, and her eyes are very good.

"Huh?" Song Fengwan reached out and touched his face, yesterday Song Jingren had a heavy hand, went home and rubbed it with eggs for more than half an hour, and it was only at night that the swelling subsided, "It may be that I drank water in the middle of the night last night, and it was a little swollen." ”

Qiao Xiyan's temper, if she knew what happened yesterday, the cliff would rush to the Song family to embarrass him, I am afraid that the matter will be endless, she will take the exam the day after tomorrow, and she doesn't want to be sideways before that.

"Hmm." Qiao Xiyan nodded, "Where are you going to apply for the school exam?" ”

"At present, it is Wu Su's side, and there is also the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts." Song Fengwan lowered his head and drank porridge.

After she said this, she clearly felt that the eyes of the three people were all shooting at her.

Qiao Aiyun: "Evening, after the matter is dealt with, you graduate from high school, I plan to take you back to Wusu to settle down, the capital is too far." ”

Josiyan: "yes, why are you a girl running so far?" The Academy of Fine Arts on the Wusu side is not bad. ”

Yan Wangchuan: "There are many people in the capital, people's hearts are unpredictable, it is a land of tigers and wolves, you are alone, it is not safe." ”

Song Fengwan bit her lip, "I'm just going to take the exam, whether I can pass the exam is one thing, besides, I haven't decided that I must go." ”

Why did the three of them suddenly unite the front?

The Land of Tigers and Wolves?

Is it that scary?

"It's okay to take two more tests in the school exam." Qiao Aiyun smiled, "Let's eat first and prepare well for the joint entrance examination." ”

Song Fengwan nodded in response.

What she wants to go to the most is the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, and at this moment, she doesn't plan to mention this, so as not to be attacked by the group, or prepare for the exam with peace of mind, if she is admitted, she insists, and her mother has no choice.

Uncle Yan is really, usually silent, but at this time he actually expressed his opinion.

Isn't there still a third master in the capital?

Who else can eat her?

**

After breakfast, Song Fengwan was preparing for the exam at home as usual, and Qiao Aiyun was telling Qiao Xiyan about things, which was nothing more than asking him to take care of his brother and let him pay more attention to his body.

Yan Wangchuan answered the phone and left in a hurry.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw his assistant shivering in the cold wind.

"Mr. Yan, can you be considered down?"

"Who the hell poked the news?" Yan Wangchuan's voice was chilling, comparable to a cold wind.

The little assistant hurriedly raised his hand, "I swear, I haven't revealed any of your whereabouts to the old lady." ”

"I know it's not you, let someone inquire first."

"That Now"

Yan Wangchuan got in the car and called his mother first, and as soon as he connected, the old lady opposite was very unhappy, "Do you still know to call me?" ”

"Mom."

"If I hadn't heard about it, I wouldn't have understood that you actually entered the bureau and fought? Wangchuan, except for marriage, you never let me worry about it, can I not worry? I won't answer your phone call. ”

"I didn't hear the silence just now."

"You're in Cloud City, right, because of Qiao Lao's daughter?"

Yan Wangchuan was silent.

"Back then, she wanted to get married, the marriage contract was abandoned, you agreed, and when you came back, you almost tossed yourself out of trouble, I really don't understand you, for so many years, you don't look for a partner, you just can't let go of her in your heart"

"It's been more than 20 years, she is married and has children, why are you so dead-eyed!"

"It's in her hands! I shouldn't have agreed to let you go to Qiao's house to learn art back then. ”

"Mom." Yan Wangchuan was stupid and didn't know what to say at all.

"You just want to be with her?"

"Hmm."

"Then you come back first and tell me what you are going to do." The old lady hung up the phone after speaking.

Yan Wangchuan stared at his mobile phone for a long time, he is an only son, and he is still unmarried, so he feels ashamed of his mother, and he rarely disobeys her requirements.

"Mr. Yan?" The assistant turned to ask.

"Book a ticket and go back to Nanjiang."

The assistant nodded and called to book a ticket, "Hello, help me book two fastest tickets from Yuncheng to Nanjiang"

"One." Yan Wangchuan reminded.

The little assistant looked confused.

"You stay and keep an eye on her and let me know if something happens."

The little assistant twisted his neck stiffly, was he abandoned?

**

Nanjiang Yan family

Mrs. Yan hung up the phone and couldn't help sighing.

"Old lady, Mr. has always done things in a measured manner, don't worry too much."

"That's because I didn't meet the people and things he cared about." Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

"But Mr. is also strange, for so many years, how many girls want to marry into the Yan family, and they all get married and have children, why does he miss her? She's not worthy of our husband. ”

After she said this, Old Madam Yan glanced at her, "Daughter of the Qiao family, it's your turn to comment on whether you are worthy or not?" Keep your mouth shut. ”

The maid's face turned pale with fright, "Old lady, I'm not saying she's bad, I am"

"If you can't manage your mouth, you don't have to do things in the Yan family."

"I'm sorry, me"

"Don't hurry down yet!" An old aunt on the side hurriedly dragged her down.

The old lady is just a son, if she didn't like Qiao Aiyun, she wouldn't want to marry her before, and occasionally talked in private, and she didn't dare to face Yan Wangchuan, for fear of poking his heart, and over time, she wouldn't mention her.

I don't know if I have a lot of resentment against her in my heart, or I hate her too much.

Or maybe some pity.

If the old lady does not agree, she is afraid that the relationship between the two will change in the future

"Huang Ma."

"Old lady." The old aunt hurried up to her.

"You go find someone to help me ask, who has the Mrs. Feng family who spoke to me just now been in contact with recently?" She went out for a walk in the morning and learned from others that her son had entered the police station.

"I understand."

"I didn't even receive any news, and someone rushed to stab me in the matter, which was planning to use my old woman as a gunman." Old Madam Yan lowered her head and rubbed the jade bracelet in her hand.

"You're saying that this was deliberate?"

"It's always good to be on guard, our Yan family never makes enemies to the outside world, but we don't allow others to calculate my wife. I'm afraid that someone wants to borrow my hand to contain Wangchuan and deal with the girl of the Qiao family."

"And you called Mr. back?" Huang's mother looked puzzled.

"I need to talk to him in person to decide what to do next?"

It's not a trivial matter, I can't tell it on the phone.

The old lady is used to seeing wind and rain, and she sees things thoroughly, if her son leaves for two days, Qiao Aiyun will "not survive", such a person, even if she enters the Yan family in the future, it will be difficult to support the overall situation.

**

Qiao Aiyun learned that Yan Wangchuan had left, but it was after he boarded the plane.

She sent him a message.

Thank you for the past few days, you still have to pay more attention to the injury on your hand, and have a safe journey.

It was the first time she had messaged herself.

Yan Wangchuan stared at the message several times, and it was not until the flight attendant urged him that he reluctantly turned off his mobile phone.

**

In the next few days, it was safe and sound, and Song Jingren didn't come to find trouble, because Song Feng had to take the exam late, and Qiao Aiyun rarely met with the lawyer recently, and wanted to wait for her to deal with the divorce after the exam.

Song Jingren didn't act as a demon, she still thought that either her conscience found out, or she was afraid that she would be beaten, and she could finally rest assured for a few days.

The day before the exam, after lunch, she packed her things and stayed with Song Fengwan in a chain hotel near Yuncheng University.

When they arrived at the hotel, the hotel lobby was almost full of seventeen or eighteen-year-old students, men and women, accompanied by their parents, discussing what they would take tomorrow's exams.

The exam is about to begin, Song Fengwan is also a little nervous, setting up the easel, always a little uneasy.

"If you don't want to draw, just take a break, watch TV, review well before, be confident." Qiao Aiyun smiled and cheered her up.

"Hmm." Rao is like this, and Song Fengwan is also extremely worried in his heart.

As soon as the sky darkened, Qiao Aiyun took her out to eat, it was cold, and she didn't stay long before returning to the hotel.

At about eight or nine o'clock, Qiao Aiyun's mobile phone vibrate, she is the manager of the jade store, and she usually helps to run and take care of several shops under the Qiao family.

"Manager Cao, what's wrong so late?" She had already informed him in advance that she was going to accompany her daughter to take the exam recently, so don't look for her if she is in a hurry.

"Just now we were about to close the door when we were stocking, and a few people rushed in, not to mention that they bought fakes from us during the day, and smashed the counter."

Qiao Aiyun walked out of the room with her mobile phone, "Fake? How is this possible? ”

The quality of jade is indeed uneven, some good and some bad, but you get what you pay for, you spend 5,000 yuan, and you will never give you 4,000 yuan.

"We also explained to them, but they didn't listen."

Qiao Aiyun could faintly hear the sound of smashing and arguing.

"Our products have certificates, the ingredients in them are clearly marked, and the shelves are strictly inspected, how can there be fakes."

"The other party has always said that our store is a big bully, completely dissuaded, and smashed the store, the mall security can't stop it, I have called the police, you have time to come and have a look."

"I understand."

Qiao Aiyun greeted Song Fengwan and asked her to rest early, so she hurried out.

Song Fengwan looked dazed, it was so late, what happened so panicked?

**

The capital, the capital of Yunjin

Fu Shen was staring at Huaisheng writing his homework at the moment.

He missed preschool education, and now he is tutoring the pinyin alphabet, and the writing is crooked, unsightly, Fu Shen glanced twice, "Why can someone write pinyin so ugly." ”

"I just learned, it's definitely not good-looking, you have to be patient with the child."

Fu Shen snorted, the last thing he lacked was patience?

"When the third uncle's family has a child in the future, will you also dislike him for writing ugly?"

"Bad writing is bad? Can you still boast? Fu Shen said it as a matter of course.

As everyone knows, Fu Sanye's face was beaten like a crackle after this.

"Third master, there is a situation." Shifang pushed open the door and beckoned him out.

Fu Shen glanced at Huaisheng, "Keep writing, I'll go out for a while." ”

Huaisheng pursed his lips, his fingers were straining, and the lead of the pencil broke.

As soon as Fu Shen went out, Shifang hurriedly spoke, "There is movement over there in Cloud City." ”

"Hmm."

"Mr. Yan went back to Nanjiang two days ago, and he hasn't gone back yet, and his actions this time are not small, and he also got involved in Qiao's jade shop."

"Since it is involved in Qiao's family, I have to inform Qiao's family." Fu Shen chuckled.

"You mean Young Master Qiao?"

"Since Mr. Qiao is closed and the information is blocked, he will find someone to pass the news in, how to do it, you should be clear." Fu Shen hoped that Qiao's family would come forward, but not Qiao Xiyan.

Someone is more suitable for this matter than him.

"I understand."

Fu Shen lowered his head and rubbed the Buddha beads, and the dark light in his eyes surged.

If someone is in a hurry to find death, he doesn't mind giving him a ride.

When you do things, you really know how to choose time.

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

If nothing else, tomorrow I will start abusing the scumbag father and roaring

Soon the uncle of the Qiao family will appear, and some people are looking forward to it

The third master will soon look for Wanwan, hehe, in the future, if you dare to say that your child's handwriting is ugly, I am afraid that you will be beaten to death by Wanwan to cover your face

Spoiler note: Senior Brother Yan's mother is not a bad person, there is no need to guess this, but there are some pimples in my heart, which everyone should understand

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