Chapter 465: How is she doing

Chen Qiangyin looked at Shi Ying, and almost laughed at Shi Ying.

This girl, obviously the two of them asked her to put out the fire, and now she is pretending to be gentle and generous to help put out the fire, but he looks at her with an alien expression, is this really good?

On the other hand, when Shi Ying's voice fell, Yanwen quickly reached out and let go of Yan Guangzhe, and did not forget to pull the hairy Chen Qiangyin to retreat together.

"I ......"

Yan Guangzhe was stunned for a moment, got up from the ground, the expression on his face changed rapidly, and he whispered, "Thank you, Mrs. Yan." ”

Shi Ying chuckled, nodded generously, and didn't say anything more.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, it's that the gaze coming from her side is about to freeze her, and she can't say anything.

"Daddy." Yan Feiwu hurriedly walked to Yan Guangzhe's side, her beautiful face full of grievances and disbelief. She looked at Shi Ying and didn't know what expression to use to face Shi Ying.

She just imagined that she could be taken by Yan Muchen, and before she had time to think about what kind of beautiful days she would be after becoming Yan Muchen's wife, she saw Shi Ying.

The dream was shattered, Yan Feiwu was aggrieved and lost, and the corners of her eyes were full of tears. "Dad, are you okay, did it hurt you?"

Yan Guangzhe shook his head, reached out and patted Yan Feiwu's arm, and whispered, "It's okay, it's nothing." ”

The parents stood side by side, no one dared to look at Yan Muchen, but they couldn't help but quietly raise their heads and look at Shi Ying with a looking gaze.

After a moment of silence, Shi Ying forced herself to ignore the cold gaze beside her, and said with a smile: "I took the liberty of coming here to disturb your dinner, I didn't ask the old gentleman who he was before I came, there are many offends, and I ask the old gentleman not to blame." ”

"No, don't dare...... My name is Yan Guangzhe, known as Uncle Zhe, mainly responsible for the industrial side of Yan's Asia, I returned to China yesterday and asked Mr. Yan to have dinner together, but I only heard that Mrs. Yan existed, and I didn't invite Mrs. Yan before I could confirm it, and I hope Mrs. Yan will not blame her. ”

Yan Guangzhe seemed to know that he had offended Shi Ying, and he had also heard that Yan Muchen was very fond of Shi Ying, and he changed his arrogant attitude just now, and there was no loophole in what he said.

But he said that he didn't have time to confirm Shi Ying's existence, but even Yan Muchen knew that he was extremely fond of Shi Ying, but he was just looking for a step down for his actions just now.

The so-called ignorant is not guilty, he doesn't know anything, Shi Ying can't care about him, right?

Even if Yan Muchen really spoiled Shi Ying, he apologized to Shi Ying, and there was no reason to trouble him. Yan Muchen couldn't deliberately bully him by relying on his identity as the head of the Yan family, so he wouldn't be easy to mess with.

"It turned out to be Third Uncle Zhe, Shu Ying'er was lonely and unheard, and I didn't hear the rumors of Third Uncle Zhe." Shi Ying smiled, kept holding the source code for sale, and kept appeasing a certain big demon king who exuded cold air.

Rao is like this, and the man's patience is about to run out. Seeing that the cold air emitted from the man's body was getting more and more, the chill under his eyes was getting deeper and deeper. Shi Ying said a few words of greeting, pulled Yan Muchen and left quickly.

People who don't know think that they are walking so fast because they want to run for their lives.

When she got to the car, without waiting for the driver to start the car, Shi Ying took the initiative to pounce into Yan Muchen's arms, with a small expression on her face, "The boss is big, am I good just now?" Do you have the bearing and aura of the Yan family's housewife, did you not lose face? ”

The man turned around, the coldness on his body still showed no signs of dissipation, the green tendons between his foreheads throbbed, and a sentence full of low pressure was squeezed out from between his teeth, "What do you say?" ”