Yan Wenyuan didn't expect Yan Zhuolang to come, and Chen Wan didn't expect that the two of them had some embarrassment in it, especially Yan Wenyuan, he actually didn't want to leave any bad impression in Yan Zhuolang's heart.

However, Chen Wan is a smart person, she still looked at Yan Zhuolang with a very plain and gentle face, as if Yan Zhuolang's taunt at the door just now was not aimed at her, she smiled and said, "Zhuolang, come in, you are here." ”

Hearing her speak, Yan Zhuolang felt inexplicably disgusting, and couldn't help but mocking, "Don't call me by my name, we are not as familiar as we imagined, Zhuo Lang was called by my mother and my wife, you are not the two of them, so there is no need." ”

He was obviously disgusted with her, so let her stop coming here to disgust herself, don't pretend to be a little white rabbit harmless to humans and animals, what she is, she knows it very well in her heart.

Chen Wan was told this, immediately lowered her head, sat next to Yan Wenyuan very blankly, and pushed Yan Wenyuan with her hand, looking like she was being bullied, seeing him like this, Yan Zhuolang's heart was even more disgusting, and he deeply despised this woman in his heart, obviously a big-tailed wolf, but he wanted to pretend to be a little white rabbit.

He was really too light of the enemy before, the person who could stay by Yan Wenyuan's side for so many years must be a capable person, if she really didn't have any ability, how could she give birth to a son to him immediately after her aunt died, and she also bewitched him by Yan Wenyuan's side for so many years.

In the past, Yan Wenyuan simply felt that his uncle was busy with work abroad and didn't have time to care about them, so he and Yan Sihan were so presumptuous, but now he understands that although he is responsible for them, he is true love for her.

Thinking of this, he was chilled for his aunt, what kind of man did he love, risking death to give birth to him, when he was seriously ill, this man was mixed with other women, and he had been hiding abroad with that woman for so many years, thinking of this, he was chilling for his aunt, if it was him, he would not forgive this man under Jiuquan.

Yan Wenyuan returned to his usual expression, "You're not in the company, what are you doing here?" ”

Yan Zhuolang said with a smile, "It's okay in the company, I came to see if my uncle was in good health, but I didn't expect that my uncle was accompanied by someone, and it was the first time I saw my uncle so gentle to a person. ”

Although he can't remember clearly, he remembers in his memory that his uncle and aunt have always respected each other, and when he pushed the door open just now, he obviously saw him so tender, and he could see that he liked the woman sitting next to him so much.

Since he likes it so much, why don't he marry her and go home, I'm afraid of what the world says, anyway, he even brought his own son home now, I'm afraid he has long forgotten the words of his grandparents, right?

Chen Wan was not lightly frightened, and said in a very low voice, "Zhuo Lang, it's not what you think, we ......"

Yan Zhuolang's last dislike is to be a weak woman, how can a woman in her forties not have a city at all, and if she has to pretend to be hurt, he feels disgusted and wants to vomit, "Chen Wan, what do I think of you?" Let me tell you, my aunt is the woman my uncle Ming Media is marrying, although she is dead, but she has always been a member of our Yan family, as for you? Even if you are here with an unknown identity, you won't get anything. ”

After saying that, he left angrily.

Perhaps because of his upset, Yan Zhuolang directly chose to go on a business trip abroad to negotiate a project.

"How is that possible? Zhuo Lang will never suddenly disappear without leaving me any news! Pei Ran was unable to get through to Yan Zhuolang's phone many times, and his mood was extremely unstable.

Tears slipped quietly, and no one could know how complicated Pei Ran's mood was at the moment.

Las Vegas, Yan Zhuolang went to talk about the location of the project.

However, since Yan Zhuolang arrived in Las Vegas, it seemed that the world had evaporated, and there was no news, not even a voice message came.

Today is the seventh day, the seventh day......

Pei Ran, who was suffering a lot, didn't know what time it was, and he didn't even know how long he could last in this almost desperate environment.

All this seemed to be a unique arrangement of fate, she didn't even know what was waiting for her in front of her, and the lingering anxiety in her heart occupied Pei Ran's heart no matter what.

She was annoyed, looking at Yan Yiran in the stroller, Pei Ran's frowning brows finally relaxed slightly.

And Yan Yiran, who seemed to be aware of her mother's intentions, stretched out her fleshy little hand to hug her, and for a while, Pei Ran's heart was completely shattered!

Yan Yiran, who is not yet two years old, is now all Pei Ran's spiritual sustenance, and she can't help but gently pick up Yan Yiran, the child waving her little hands in the stroller, carved in pink, her eyebrows and eyes look like Pei Ran, as well as the big watery eyes, the sparkling eyelashes, Yan Zhuolang's high-quality genes and Pei Ran's beauty, giving this child the world's most unique good skin.

"Dye Er ......" only heard Pei Ran gently calling her daughter's name, and she was sad.

How much she hoped that Yan Zhuolang would suddenly open the door and stand in front of her with a smile on his face as before;

How much did she hope that this time it was Yan Zhuolang who played a big joke with her?

The happy life after marriage made Pei Ran feel unprecedented satisfaction, she was like a mother waiting for the growth of her little life, nourishing the elf who had just come to this world for less than three years with the warmest love in the world.

And Yan Zhuolang is undoubtedly the strongest backing in this little life, he will build a dream manor for his daughter with his own hands, weaving beautiful dreams.

But now, it all seems like a dream bubble, and it has disappeared in an instant!

This kind of pain and torture made Pei Ran unbearable, and at this moment, Pei Ran's hot tears that had just overflowed his eyes had quietly turned into cold teardrops, dripping on Yan Yiran's soft and fair face.

"Wow...... Wow wow......" Yan Yiran's cry made Pei Ran suddenly wake up from his sadness, and hurriedly patted Yan Yiran's back gently.

"Dye'er don't cry, Dye'er has to ......be obedient" Pei Ran gently patted Yan Yiran on the one hand, and sighed uncontrollably on the other.

Is there really not a little bit of news?

In the past few days, Pei Ran has flipped through all the newspapers, browsed all the news on the web, and even she would go to the airport every afternoon to wait.

At that time, there will be a woman holding a child in the airport, looking lonely, and with uncontrollable sadness on her face, this is Pei Ran, a woman waiting for her husband to return safely.

At such a moment, Pei Ran is no longer a wealthy woman, she only pretends to be her husband in her heart, and only pretends to be the person she misses.

Even Pei Ran, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, silently invited a Bodhisattva, she really hoped that she could impress the gods through her sincerity and release Yan Zhuolang back!

A week slipped quietly through her fingers, Pei Ran was physically and mentally exhausted, and she couldn't think of any other way to make Yan Zhuolang appear in front of her.

For a while, sadness seemed to fill the whole room, and Pei Ran couldn't help sobbing.

Looking at Yan Yiran, who was already gradually asleep, Pei Ran's chaotic heart finally settled down a little.

But the next moment, Pei Ran heard a knock on the door.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, he wrapped Yan Yiran in a small quilt and gently put it in the stroller, passing by the bedroom, Pei Ran saw the haggard self.

Cheering up, her heart was even full of a little excitement, maybe the person who knocked on the door would be her husband Yan Zhuolang!

The moment he opened the door suddenly, Pei Ran couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, no...... No.

This is not her husband.

"Ma'am." Lao Wu, the secretary of the president's office, had a bitter face, scarlet eyes, and it seemed that his mood was also extremely unstable.

Pei Ran forced a smile: "What's the matter, Old Wu?" Is it my husband that he's back? He's busy, isn't he? Then you tell him, don't be in a hurry to come back, I'm waiting for him at home, tell him to pay attention to safety on the road, and don't drive in a hurry......"

"Madame!" Lao Wu's voice was a little hoarse, interrupting Pei Ran's words.

Pei Ran was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had figured out something, he hurriedly rushed into the bedroom, took out a windbreaker, and then hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets, found the medicine box, and took out two sobering pills.

"Is there a party in the evening? Want you to come back and pick up something? You give him this trench coat, and remember to let him eat the sobering medicine before drinking, so that the effect will be good, and the alcohol will be diluted and decomposed much faster. After saying these words in one breath, Pei Ran smiled, and his heart was once again filled with warmth.

Lao Wu lowered his head, and the huge man's tears couldn't stop falling.

When Pei Ran saw it, his heart immediately panicked: "Old Wu, you are a worthless thing!" What are you crying about! ”

Lao Wu's voice choked, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the roar of an almost beast came from his throat, as if he had let out a breath and shouted out the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Madam! Mr. Yan...... He ......"

Pei Ran suddenly felt anxious: "Zhuo Lang, what's wrong with him?" Where is he? Say it quickly! ”

Old Wu hesitated, as if the roar just now had exhausted all the courage in his heart.

"Madame...... Mr. Yan...... He can't come back......" In the end, Lao Wu gritted his teeth and said this sentence anyway.

Pei Ran was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened: "Can't come back?" Why? ”

Before Lao Wu could speak, Pei Ran had already taken the lead in speaking: "Is there a follow-up project to discuss?" Why is this project so troublesome? Then you go and tell Zhuo Lang that I will be at home and wait for him to come back, so that he doesn't have to worry. ”

Lao Wu's throat swelled, and he looked at Pei Ran with a smile on his face, and finally couldn't help it: "Madam! Mr. Yan, he can't come back! He's dead! ”

With a "boom", Pei Ran only felt that his head suddenly exploded at the moment, this is impossible! This can never be true! She didn't believe it!

Absolutely not going to believe it!

Lao Wu's voice was already extremely hoarse, and in the face of Pei Ran, who was out of control, he couldn't help but rush forward and hold her violently.

"It can't be! It's absolutely impossible! How could my Zhuo Lang leave me alone? You lied to me! Lao Wu, you lied to me! Pei Ran screamed into Lao Wu's ears.

Old. There was a hint of bitterness on Hu's face, and he didn't know where to start, maybe this incident would be a fatal blow to anyone.