Yan Lin took it, and he didn't know what to say, he replied with a "good" and hung up the phone, "If my dad asks, you will say that I am back in the bureau." ”

"Oh!" Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the figure who left in a hurry, and suddenly a strange emotion rose.

During the toasting session, Yan Haicheng didn't see Yan Lin and asked Jiang Xiaoyu, "Where is your brother?" ”

"He has a mission to go first." Jiang Xiaoyu replied.

"This stinky boy, look back and see how I clean him up." Yan Haicheng was very dissatisfied with Yan Lin's sudden departure.

"Let's salute the bar first, don't let people see jokes." Zhou Meijin, who was wearing a red cheongsam, pulled Yan Haicheng.

Yan Haicheng had no choice but to regain his smile and walk towards the table in front of him.

Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at Yan Haicheng and exhaled a long breath.

The wedding ended quickly, and Jiang Xiaoyu returned to Yan's house with the wedding car.

She looked up at the mansion in front of her, wondering how long she would stay this time.

Jiang Xiaoyu was arranged to live on the first floor, while Zhou Meijin and Jiang Haicheng lived on the second floor.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xiaoyu also heard the sound of the two of them laughing and playing.

She buried her head in the quilt and spent the night half-asleep.

The next morning, Jiang Xiaoyu deliberately wore a floral skirt and went out of the room for breakfast, just in time to see Yan Lin returning from a mission.

Yan Lin raised his head and met her eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then her eyebrows curled, and she took the initiative to greet him, "Morning, brother!" ”

Yan Lin ignored her, cold, like an iceberg.

Jiang Xiaoyu pursed the corners of her mouth unhappily.

Yan Haicheng, who was sitting on the main seat, saw this, "My sister called you, why didn't you react at all?" ”

Yan Lin didn't answer, but asked Yan Haicheng, "Is there anything wrong with you calling me back?" ”

Although Yan Haicheng was dissatisfied with Yan Lin's attitude, it was not good to blame him in front of Zhou Meijin and Jiang Xiaoyu, "I and your Aunt Zhou are going to go abroad for a while, and during this period, Xiaoyu please take care of you!" ”

"I'm such a big person, I'll take care of myself." Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at Yan Lin.

"If you could take care of yourself, you wouldn't be running to the bar twice a day and drinking until dawn." Zhou Meijin unceremoniously dismantled her stage.

Jiang Xiaoyu frowned, how could she say that she was not in front of Yan Haicheng's father and son.

"Yan Lin, no matter what this time, you have to help me keep an eye on Xiaoyu, don't let her come nonsense again." Zhou Meijin asked Yan Lin, with pleading in her tone.

Yan Lin didn't answer positively, "I'm sorry, there is still something in my bureau." ”

"Yan Lin, Yan Lin......" No matter how Yan Haicheng shouted, Yan Lin had already walked out of the house.

After a while, there was the sound of a car leaving.

Yan Haicheng glanced at Zhou Meijin with a helpless expression.

Zhou Meijin pinched his shoulders and comforted him silently.

Jiang Xiaoyu raised her thin eyebrows, not knowing how happy she was.

……

Yan Haicheng and Zhou Meijin were on the plane in the afternoon, and when Jiang Xiaoyu came back from work, the huge villa was empty.

She threw off the heels on her feet, threw her purse on the sofa, and fell down on the sofa to rest for a while, feeling a little thirsty, she went into the kitchen barefoot, opened the refrigerator, took a beer from it, and opened it to drink.

When she returned to the living room, she saw Yan Lin standing on the stairs on the second floor, and she looked surprised, "You, aren't you back in the bureau, why are you here?" ”

Yan Lin walked downstairs, came to her, looked at her coldly, and then looked at the beer in her hand, "You seem to like drinking very much?" ”

"No, it's just thirsty, drink some wine to quench your thirst," Jiang Xiaoyu took another sip in front of him, and then asked him again, "Do you want it?" ”

Her eyes widened, looking straight at him.

"I don't drink." Yan Lin sat down on the sofa from in front of her, took the newspaper on the side and opened it to read.

He was as cold as an iceberg, giving people the feeling of being thousands of miles away.

Even so, Jiang Xiaoyu still sat next to him, sitting cross-legged on it, she glanced at what he was looking at, and looked up at him again.

He looked very seriously, his brows frowned slightly, his lips pursed slightly, Jiang Xiaoyu found that the corners of his mouth were injured, "Are you injured?" ”