"Thank you, grandpa!"

An Jiang's tears rained down.

He knew that Old Man He was giving him a gold medal arrow.

With this sentence, no matter how noisy the situation changes, everyone will be shocked, and it will be able to end in the end!

He wants to avenge his parents!

He Sijian wants to avenge his sister and brother-in-law!

Lei Wanchun and Li Qianjiang want to avenge their confidants!

Song Yuqi wants to avenge her father!

But in fact, no matter which of them is, because of the death of An Shanhe and He Ling, the pain in their hearts is definitely far less than that of Old Man He.

The white-haired person sending the black-haired person is the most unsolvable pain in the world.

They want revenge.

Old Man He wants to avenge his daughter even more!

"Men don't flick when they have tears!"

"Go ahead!"

Old Man He patted An Jiang's shoulder and smiled gently.

An Jiang raised his arm, wiped the tears from his cheeks, nodded vigorously, turned his head and strode towards the door.

"Stinky boy, you still want to hide it from me! Do you really think that I, He Zhaolan, am a vegetarian, let go of my daughter's revenge, let my grandson wander outside, and just sit and watch in this comfortable nest in the capital? ! ”

Old Man He quietly looked at An Jiang's departing back, chuckling and teasing, but his eyes were full of relief.

This grandson, along the way, has given him too many surprises.

However, his grandfather is not a vegetarian either, and surprises are not only available in An Jiang.

He waited for the day when this stinky boy dropped his glasses.

Smiling and smiling, the smile on Old Man He's face slowly solidified, replaced by a thick pathos, picked up the photo album in his hand, looked at the family photo taken by the family a few years ago, looked at He Ling who was holding An Jiang in his arms and had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth in the photo, his hand only rubbed slightly, and a muddy old tear flowed down the corner of his eye, muttering:

"Ling'er...... Mountains and rivers ......"

"Daddy has avenged you!"

"Your son, very good, very good!"

……

After leaving the He family, An Jiang called Mei Yini and informed her of the imminent departure from Beijing.

Mei Yini was going to go to the station to see her off, but was rejected by An Jiang.

Mei Bao's life is short, and at this time, even if she can accompany the old man for one more minute, she will not regret it in the future.

After hanging up the phone, An Jiang called Guan Ting.

Guan Ting naturally wanted to come to the station to see him off, but this time, An Jiang did not refuse.

In front of the station, the two hugged each other tightly and kissed passionately like a little couple who wanted to separate, until the station radio sounded, An Jiang pecked away the clear tears on Guan Ting's cheeks, showed her a big smile, waved goodbye, and went to the station.

Guan Ting stood there for a long time, until An Jiang's figure disappeared from sight, and she was still reluctant to leave for a long time.

……

The high-speed rail is speeding all the way.

Six hours later, An Giang arrived at Jiangcheng Station.

However, he did not inform Wu Mian of the news of returning ahead of schedule to avoid turmoil in the development zone, but informed Qin Paner and asked Qin Paner to drive him back to the development zone.

Qin Xiaoxing's car for Qin Paner has been bought and driven, just to see the car skills, and the two may not have been warm for a long time, and they also miss it a little.

Qin Paner naturally did not refuse, asked for leave, and drove early to wait at the high-speed rail station.

When An Jiang walked out of the high-speed rail station, he saw Qin Paner wearing a white long skirt, revealing two slender and fair-skinned calves like lotus roots, standing at the exit of the station, looking at the station expectantly.

"Husband!"

As soon as she saw An Jiang, Qin Pan'er immediately stood on tiptoe and waved her soft wattle vigorously, with a bright smile on her face.

An Jiang raised his hand, strode over, scratched Qin Pan'er's nose with fine fragrant sweat, and said, "On such a hot day, I don't know how to find a place with air conditioning to wait for me!" Waiting, aren't you? ”

"I'm in a hurry! Can't wait to see my dear husband! Qin Paner hugged An Jiang's arm tightly, her little head leaned on An Jiang's shoulder, and her chest rubbed lightly on An Jiang's arm intentionally or unintentionally, delicately and cutely.

An Jiang smiled dumbly.

Little Swan is this want to open?

The two chatted and went to the parking lot, Qin Paner took out the car key from her bag, pressed it prominently, and the white Mercedes-Benz GLC300 immediately chirped twice.

"Sister Hyosung, I said buy GLA200, how did I buy GLC300? It's still a luxury! An Jiang's brows furrowed slightly.

"I bought the GLA200, it's too small, so I asked her to open it for Sister Xiaoyue and changed this one." Qin Pan'er looked at An Jiang nervously, with a look of grievance on her face, and whispered: "That car is too small, I'm afraid you will be uncomfortable to sit in." Don't worry, the car didn't have my name on it, and it was placed in Sister Hyosung's company, but I borrowed it to drive it. ”

As she spoke, she felt a little apprehensive.

In fact, the car is small, and Anjiang is uncomfortable sitting is only one of them.

The main thing is the scene at the airport last time, which made her heart tingle, she wanted to take revenge on Qin Xiaoxing for robbing her An Jiang, but she didn't know how to retaliate, thinking about it, it seemed that there was only one trick to make Qin Xiaoxing bleed!

However, Qin Xiaoxing must also know the loss, and as soon as he heard her words, he changed the car for her.

This made her feel a little proud at the time.

This is the main palace mother!

No matter how brilliant the flowers and butterflies outside are flying, you have to listen to her honestly, and give her an order, you have to give her everything first!

However, she didn't dare to go too far, for fear that An Jiang would be angry and blame, so she only dared to hang the car under Qin Xiaoxing's company name, and did not dare to register her name.

"Not as an example. If there is something similar in the future, ask my opinion first! An Jiang frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Well, next time I'll definitely ask my baby husband first." Qin Pan'er immediately smiled, helped An Jiang open the passenger door, and said, "Husband, you have worked hard all the way, go back and I'll drive." Let me show you my driving skills! ”

An Jiang nodded, got into the car, and Qin Paner immediately bent down to help him fasten his seat belt.

As soon as you bend over, the neckline of the white skirt is wide open, the peaks and peaks are stacked, and the scenery is charming.

An Jiang's eyes straightened slightly.

"Stinky husband, there are a lot of cameras, you can see it, you can't eat it, I'm in a hurry to kill you." Qin Pan'er sneered when she saw An Jiang's gaze, but she didn't cover her neckline, but deliberately shook it gently, causing waves to make An Jiang's throat and eyes itch, and her fingers couldn't help but want to hold something.

"Hee-hee!" At this moment, Qin Pan'er suddenly closed the car door, cut off An Jiang's sight, ran to the driver's seat and sat down, fastened his seat belt, and said with a bright smile: "Take your stinky husband home, gogogo!" Pan'er's driving skills are first-class! ”

Qin Pan'er was just about to start the car, when she suddenly smiled playfully, grabbed An Jiang's big hand, put it on her slender jade legs, and said coquettishly: "Kiss my husband, first touch something else for you to relieve your hunger." However, there is one thing, don't let the bad interfere with my driving! ”

An Jiang gently rubbed his long legs, which were as smooth as jade, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Is this a newlywed little bie, or is something else going on?

How did the little swan dance and wander today?!

However, it would be a pity not to shake such a new car!

Later, I really want to see if Pan'er's driving skills are really first-class!