When Xia Jinqi heard this, he suddenly felt that it seemed to be really reasonable?

Girls, when they grow up in the future, they will eventually get married.

Wouldn't it be better to have someone who liked her, took care of her, and loved her since she was a child?

"It's very scheming, Mr. Yan." Xia Jinqi couldn't help laughing, and her green fingertips poked his chest, "Listen to you." ”

Yan Jun took advantage of the situation to grab her white and tender hand, sent it to his lips to imprint a kiss, and said with a smile, "Pass the award, Mrs. Yan." ”

Xia Jinqi was amused, snuggled back into his arms, and closed his eyes comfortably to rest.

By his side, she was always so reassuring.

The night was darker, and the two returned to Yan's house.

When she arrived, Old Man Huo had already left for a while, and only Long Qingxin was still guarding Yan Youcheng's mourning hall, and no matter who persuaded her, she refused to leave.

He will be buried tomorrow, and at this point, the real heaven and man will be separated forever.

In the end, she saw that Yan Jun was back, and Xia Jinqi also persuaded her, so she finally sent her back to the room with half coaxing and half deception.

In the lonely and cold mourning hall, for a while, only Yan Jun was left alone to accompany Yan Youcheng.

It wasn't too early, but he didn't feel sleepy, lit incense alone, and sat down in front of Yan Youcheng's spirit.

There was silence for a long time, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and a familiar voice that could not be more familiar.

"Everything is arranged according to your wishes." The voice as warm as jade came suddenly.

Yan Jun didn't look back, and he knew that it was Yan Qing.

"Thank you." He opened his lips lightly, and his voice was soft, somewhat relaxed.

Yan Qing, dressed in a black suit and carrying a wine bottle and glass in his hand, walked up to Yan Jun and sat down, proposing, "Two drinks?" ”

Yan Jun lowered his eyes and looked at the alluring brown-yellow, red-tinged, clear and translucent liquid, and bowed his head, "En." ”

Who would say no to a genuine whisky from Scotland?

Knowing that Yan Jun would definitely not refuse, Yan Qing hooked his lips and said while pouring wine, "Dad has treasured it for many years, and he has been reluctant to drink it, who knows that today is cheaper for the two of us." ”

When the words fell, the two of them had already taken their wine glasses, touched each other, and tasted each other.

Unlike young wines, which are fruity and spicy, this one has a calm and elegant taste, with a unique wheat aroma.

But even so, the intensity of about 43 degrees is still strong enough.

When you take a sip, it seems to be burning in your mouth.

"It's really good wine." Yan Jun praised without hesitation.

Grandpa has indeed saved a lot of good things over the years.

This time, without waiting for Yan Qing to make a move, Yan Jun himself began to pour one cup after another.

When it was time for the fourth cup, Yan Qing stopped him, "Although the wine is good, you can't be greedy for a cup." ”

"......" Yan Jun frowned, glanced sideways at the man beside him, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

It was only at this time that he saw from Yan Qing what he should look like as a second uncle.

But this feeling is really strangely tight.

Seeing that Yan Jun didn't speak for a long time, Yan Qing said again, "You have mobilized a lot of bodyguards, will Lu Yiming really act tomorrow?" ”

"I don't know." Yan Jun shook his head.

Whether Lu Yiming will act or not, he is not sure.

After all, that person never played according to common sense.

It's best to move, it can give Yan Jun a reason to make a move, but if he doesn't move, Yan Youcheng can also be buried safely, a win-win situation.

Now that the initiative is in Yan Jun's hands, he is not in a hurry to make a day tomorrow.

The only important thing is that he wants to personally send Lu Yiming to prison on the seventh day of his grandfather's first day.

Only in this way can I give an explanation to my grandfather.