"Next time I'll let him go sideways."

Yan Wangchuan's tone was cold and hard, and the coldness was infiltrating.

The attitude is very tough, and I sit there with my waist straight.

There was a brief dead silence in the office of the police station, and the policeman in charge of the incident stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Wangchuan, so angry that he didn't say anything for a few minutes.

Even if it is those arrogant and arrogant gangsters outside, when they get here, who is not bowing down and not daring to make a loud noise, this person is good.

I beat people up, and I was so sideways.

It's amazing.

They have also investigated the original situation clearly, why Yan Wangchuan made a move, they can also guess one or two, but after all, there is a mistake in doing it, so they can be a little softer and let them close the case quickly?

When encountering this kind of hard stubble, the police are also desperate.

Yan Wangchuan just looked at him like this, he was already a person with a cold temperament, but at this moment, he stretched out his hand to wait, and his face was even more gloomy and cold.

The policeman put down his finger stupidly, "Yan Wangchuan, you"

"Bullying a woman, not even letting go of his own daughter, is not worthy of being a husband, a father, or even a man." Yan Wangchuan's tone paused.

"We'll take care of this, but did you just do it too extremely?"

"I'm not going to apologize."

The police were so angry that they were angry, this stubborn temper

He slapped the table, "If you do this again, I can lock you in and lock you up for a few days!" ”

Yan Wangchuan was just about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Shut up!" Qiao Aiyun listened to it at the door for a long time, and was so angry that she rushed in directly and cut off what he was about to say.

Yan Wangchuan saw Qiao Aiyun coming, turned his head slightly, and really stopped talking.

Song Fengwan was lying at the door and looked inside, Uncle Yan was so horizontal just now, but now he was really cowardly.

"Comrade policeman, it's really wrong for him to beat people, don't listen to his nonsense, he really knows it's wrong." Qiao Aiyun smiled.

Yan Wangchuan was about to speak, but was glared back by Qiao Aiyun again.

The corners of his mouth were pursed into a thin slit, as if he was very dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to speak.

That's a bit aggrieved.

"Well, just know the mistake, in fact, Song Jingren doesn't plan to pursue it, you just need to pay for the medical expenses." The police also knew that Yan Wangchuan would not admit his mistake if he was killed, and now that Qiao Aiyun came out to give each other a step, he didn't want to be entangled with this kind of stubborn cow.

It's so difficult.

"He still wants to investigate" As soon as Yan Wangchuan spoke, Qiao Aiyun glanced at him fiercely.

"And when can we go?" Qiao Aiyun asked in a low voice.

Yan Wangchuan beat Song Jingren before, and he was also called by the police for questioning, but Qiao Aiyun was in the past at that time, he said very little, and he was not as tough as he is now.

"Later, my colleague will get the transcript ready, just sign it, don't be so impulsive next time." The police sighed, when they met Yan Wangchuan, they also had a headache.

"Then let him stay away from their mother and daughter in the future." Yan Wangchuan's tone was cold.

The policeman reached out and pinched his eyebrows.

Song Jingren is also unlucky.

It stands to reason that his injury is to sue Yan Wangchuan for deliberately hurting him, but he swallowed this grievance, in the final analysis, he still bullied the soft and feared the hard, and dared to trouble his wife and daughter, but he did not dare to sue Yan Wangchuan.

is nothing more than the fear of the Yan family behind him, and he deserves to be beaten, so he should suffer it himself.

Since Song Jingren said that he would not pursue it, the police naturally would not bite it tightly and let Yan Wangchuan sign and go out.

**

Song Fengwan was sitting outside the corridor of the police station, sending a message to Fu Shen, telling him that the matter had been resolved.

When Qiao Aiyun came out, she still had a straight face.

"Mom." Song Fengwan hurriedly caught up, and Yan Wangchuan followed closely behind.

Out of the police station, the north wind was raging, mixed with the unique humidity of the south wind, which was even more cold, Qiao Aiyun walked to the door of the police station, looked around, stopped a taxi, and dragged Song Feng to get into the car at night.

"Master, drive." Qiao Aiyun closed the car door.

"Mom, Uncle Yan hasn't gotten in the car yet." Song Fengwan was surprised.

Qiao Aiyun didn't speak, and the driver had to drive away.

Yan Wangchuan stood at the door of the police station, watching the taxi move away, adding coolness to the corners of his mouth.

Angry again?

**

Tiansheng Community

Qiao Aiyun returned home, took off her coat, sat on the sofa, clasped her arms with her hands, and was so angry that she couldn't breathe.

Song Fengwan poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "Mom, what kind of anger are you in this life?" ”

"What else can you be angry about? That Yan Wangchuan" Qiao Aiyun squeezed the water cup tightly, the words came to her mouth, and she was swallowed back again, so don't say this in front of the child.

"Uncle Yan is a little straighter, but it's also for us, it's okay now, why are you angry?"

"Straight? He just lacks the eyes of the heart! ”

Qiao Aiyun was furious.

Fortunately, Song Jingren did not pursue it today, if it was investigated, Yan Wangchuan would have to go in and detain him for a few days.

The two of them almost got married before, and at that time, her father and the Yan family even had their birthdays together, and she already felt sorry for the Yan family, and if she caused him to suffer a lawsuit, she would be even more uneasy.

Song Fengwan held back a smile, "Well, Uncle Yan is not only lacking in heart, but also dead-eyed, otherwise how could he come from Nanjiang for thousands of miles"

"You" Qiao Aiyun was so angry that she stretched out her hand and kept poking her head, "After two months of leaving, you are really getting bolder, teasing me?" Who is used to you? ”

Song Fengwan stuck out his tongue and didn't speak.

Qiao Aiyun reached out and touched her face, "How is it?" Does it still hurt? ”

"It doesn't hurt."

"He's really crazy"

Song Fengwan pursed his lips and was silent.

The mother and daughter were silent for a long time, until the tea was cold, and Song Fengwan got up to change the hot water for her, "Mom, you just left Uncle Yan at the police station, is he back at the hotel now?" ”

"How do I know?" Qiao Aiyun snorted coldly.

"It's not a hairy boy in his teens and early twenties, how can he do things so imperceptibly."

"This person has gone to the police station, and he is still talking to the police so badly? He thought the police station was opened by his family! ”

Song Fengwan saw that she was angry like this, and took out her mobile phone, "Then I'll call Uncle Yan and ask"

The phone rang, but the phone rang from the door.

Mother and daughter looked at each other.

"Mom, Uncle Yan" Song Fengwan pointed to the closed security door.

"Let him stay outside." Qiao Aiyun was so angry that she took her clothes and prepared to go back to the room.

"Mom, it's minus 5 degrees in Cloud City today." Song Fengwan muttered quietly.

**

Cloud City is not as good as the capital, as long as it is indoors, even the toilets are warm.

Here, the high-rise residential corridors are cold and miserable, and if the air conditioning is not turned on in the house, people can shiver from the cold.

Qiao Aiyun went back to the room for a few minutes, and finally came out and opened the anti-theft door.

Yan Wangchuan stood at the door, he went out normally, either indoors or in the car, so he didn't wear much, and his lips were already a little bruised at the moment.

"Why are you stunned, come in." Qiao Aiyun frowned, leaned sideways and let him into the house, "Evening, pour him a glass of water." ”

Yan Wangchuan was silent and entered the house quietly.

"Uncle Yan, sit down." Song Fengwan pointed to the sofa.

Yan Wangchuan glanced at Qiao Aiyun, as if he was waiting for her instructions.

"Look what I'm doing, sit down."

Qiao Aiyun didn't know what to say when she saw him like this.

Song Fengwan poured two glasses of water, and then quietly withdrew, "You talk, I'll go back to the house to read." ”

She burrowed into the room, her ears pressed to the door, and listened quietly to the movement outside.

Since she came back, she knew that the sound insulation here was very poor, and the slightest movement outside could be heard clearly inside the house.

After a long silence, Yan Wangchuan spoke.

"Are you angry?" His tone was word-for-word, as if saying this was too difficult for him.

"Know where you went wrong?" Qiao Aiyun looked at him seriously.

"If there is a next time, I will not be soft."

Yan Wangchuan's expression was cold and hard, and he had an extraordinary dedication to this matter.

Even if Song Fengwan couldn't see it, she could guess that her mother's face was ugly at the moment.

"You're angry that you think I shouldn't have beaten him? Distressed? Yan Wangchuan is a straight man with business acumen, but he is very slow and slow in his feelings, he has never chased anyone, and he doesn't know what women think, so he can only guess that the two may not be in love.

"Distressed?" Qiao Aiyun chuckled, "Then my brain may be squeezed by the door." ”

Yan Wangchuan's fingers, which had been clenched tightly, suddenly loosened.

It's good to have no feelings.

"I mean, you're at fault for hitting someone in the first place."

"I'm not wrong." Yan Wangchuan argued with reason.

Qiao Aiyun clenched the water glass in her hand, and she couldn't wait to splash the water directly on his face.

She forced her anger, "Yes, you're right, but now that you've arrived at the police station, shouldn't you change your attitude?" ”

"Are you still so arrogant in the face of the police? What the hell do you think? ”

"Do you really want to go in for a few days? You're not too small, so you can't do things in a measured way? ”

If it was usual, Qiao Aiyun would never dare to talk to Yan Wangchuan like this, that kind of fear has been cultivated since childhood, and today she was also forced to be anxious, the ghost knows how worried she was on the way to the police station, for fear of making things bigger.

"Song Jingren is fighting a divorce lawsuit with you, he won't want to openly turn his face with me at this time and make enemies for himself."

If Yan Wangchuan is not sure of this, he will not dare to make a move.

"I've never seen anyone who went to the police station and wanted to walk sideways."

"I usually do things in a measured way, you don't have to worry about that." Yan Wangchuan's tone was serious.

Qiao Aiyun snorted lightly, "Measured? Do you have this thing? It's getting tougher and harder every time, and if you don't know, you think you often fight with people. ”

"It's not."

"Not yet?" Qiao Aiyun snorted lightly,

"I've had two hands with people in my life." Yan Wangchuan's expression was cold, and his voice was firm.

Qiao Aiyun was still on fire, but when he said this, she completely lost her temper.

The only thing I do with people in this life is because of myself.

What else could she say.

It's just that his eyes are astringent, the tip of his nose is sore, if he and he could sit down and talk for a while, maybe the relationship between the two would be a different scene.

Qiao Aiyun suddenly saw that his knuckles were bruised, "Are you injured?" ”

"I didn't control my strength just now."

"I'll go get the medicine box and deal with it for you." Qiao Aiyun got up and rummaged through the medicine box.

Qiao Aiyun helped him disinfect the wound at his knuckles, smeared some ointment, and put a band-aid on it, "I have to deal with it myself when I go back." ”

Yan Wangchuan looked down at her and carefully helped him deal with the wound, his palm was wide and large, supported by her two hands, her fingertips were a little calloused, but the rest of her fingers were very soft, and he was coated with hand cream in winter, and there was a faint smell of peony.

There was a fever in his ears, but he was still staring at her.

Is she worried about herself?

"Since you arrived at the door just now, why didn't you knock?" Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and packed the medicine box.

"You're angry."

Can't.

Qiao Aiyun snapped her fingers, her heart was a little warm, and she responded lightly without speaking.

He was back then

Always staring at yourself, but rarely talking to yourself, don't you dare?

How can there be such a sullen person in this world?

These are all forty or fifty-year-old people, and Qiao Aiyun doesn't know how to describe him.

**

Yan Wangchuan stayed here for dinner, and he still didn't say much, but Qiao Aiyun gave him some food, and Song Feng clearly noticed that he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

is still so innocent at his age, and there is an inexplicable sense of contrast and cuteness.

usually pretends to be so horizontal, in front of his mother, that is, he is strong outside.

Qiao Aiyun handed him the car keys, "Your car is still at the gate of Yuncheng University, you can take the time to drive it." ”

"Hmm." Yan Wangchuan nodded, took the key, and still had an ice cube face.

When he left the community, the assistant's car was already waiting.

The band-aid smelled so bad that the assistant noticed something strange on his hand as soon as he took a look.

"Mr. Yan, are you injured? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

"No, you don't." Yan Wangchuan looked down at his fingers, and suddenly thought of Qiao Aiyun's repeated rubbing of medicine on him.

Suddenly laughed

The assistant was almost scared crazy.

Damn, he's been with Yan Wangchuan for more than six years, and he's never seen him laugh like this.

Hell it at night.

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

Senior Brother Yan is the kind of sullen old man who is domineering and strong, but his feelings are a little dull and innocent.

is also very desperate to cover his face

Does anyone still like such a senior brother? Ha ha

Senior Brother Yan: I did the right thing.

Mama Joe:

**

Asking for a monthly pass every day, all kinds of tickets, hehe

Recently, everyone has given a lot of props to the beginning of the month, thank you very much, don't you?