Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Ajang knelt on the ground, staring at the stall on the ground that had been burned by alcohol and was tumbling with white foam of blood. He didn't say a word.

When Edward came downstairs, until he could no longer hear the footsteps, Agen leaned on the sofa and slowly got up. During the action, the wound was irritated and more blood flowed out. Finally, Agen couldn't help it anymore, and groaned painfully from his mouth.

When Ajan raised his head to leave, he realized that Cecilio had come to the entrance of the second floor lobby at some point.

His tall figure stood under the door buttress, holding his arms, looking at Agen with indifference.

Arang licked his lips a few times, and did not say a word for the last time, dragging his aching body downstairs. When passing by with Cecilio, Agen's arm was pulled by Cecilio.

Ajan didn't move.

Cecilio took out his cell phone, dialed a call, and told the doctor in Italian to come and fetch the bullet for Agen. He hung up the phone, pinched Agen’s chin with one hand, forcing Agen to raise his head.

Arang was weak in spirit and his face was pale, but his gray-blue eyes were full of arrogance and reluctance.

Cecilio lowered his head and almost kissed Agen. He told Agen expressionlessly: "He abandoned you. He has a brand new identity. He has become a Chinese soldier. He is respected and sits wherever he goes. Go straight... and what about you?"

Arang's eyelids trembled slightly and did not answer.

Cecilio said: "You are a mouse in hell, and your name is still on the list of most wanted criminals in the world. He is the moon in the sky, and you are the mud on the ground. Why bother?"

Arang’s eyes were getting red, he looked at Cecilio’s stern and sharp eyes and said, “Cecario, you have been respected and loved by others since you were a child.” Arang smiled slightly, and he was very sad and satisfied. He said: "There are more than six billion people in this world, but he alone is good to me."

Cecilio frowned and let go of Agen.

Arang walked down the stairs step by step, suddenly his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

In the confusion, he seemed to see Cecilio rushing over. He thought to himself: Cecilio is the most satisfied heir to his father. His heart is cold as a snake, so why should he worry about him?

-

On the day Ajan left China, he sent a text message to Han Zhan.

The text message said: [Hough, I'm going back. Take care of your Song Ci beauty, I will come to visit her again. 】

Han Zhan deleted the text message and told Song Ci: "Arang is gone."

At that time, Song Ci was folding the babies' clothes, and when she heard Han Zhan's words, Song Ci felt relaxed. "sure?"

"Ok."

"That's good." Arang left, and Han Zhan was in no danger.

Song Ci said to Han Zhan: "Beibei fell down yesterday and almost had a serious hemorrhage. Isn't she hospitalized? I'm going to see her, Brother Han, will you go with me?"

The living room of Li Li’s home was covered with floor tiles. When Su Beibei was awake during the day, Li’s mother did not dare to drag the floor tiles, because she was afraid that Su Beibei would slip on. Before going to bed last night, Li Li's mother dragged the living room through as usual. Maybe he was tired and went to bed without drying it.

Su Beibei was thirsty at night and went to the kitchen to drink water, but she slipped happily.

When Mama Li heard Su Beibei's shout, she woke up and hurried to the living room to take a look. Seeing Su Beibei lying on the ground with blood from her lower body, Li's mother almost fainted on the spot.

It was Su Beibei calmly and calmly instructing Li's mother to call the ambulance. Fortunately, there is a Chinese medicine hospital near their home, and Su Beibei arrived at the hospital in a timely manner. After rescue, he successfully stopped the blood and saved one big and one small child.

However, Su Beibei will have to stay in bed for a week in the hospital, and after being discharged home, he will have to stay in bed for a while. The doctor said that in this case, she was afraid that she would be born prematurely in the later period. If the child can stay in the mother's belly for one more day, he will stay one more day.

Li Li was on a business trip to Japan the day before yesterday. He is rushing home today, and it will take two hours to get home. Song Ci had never dared to go out because of Arang. Hearing that Arang had gone back, Song Ci was naturally going to the hospital to see Su Beibei.

Of course Han Zhan will also go together. "go together."

Before dinner, Han Zhan took Song Ci to the hospital.

When they arrived, Su Beibei was alone in the bed, and she was already asleep.

When I walked through Guimenguan last night, Su Beibei's face was not bloody, she looked very haggard. Su Beibei woke up after hearing the movement.

Seeing that it was Song Ci and Han Zhan, Su Beibei gave Song Ci a soothing smile, and before Song Ci was comforted, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, the child is saved, and I'm fine."

As a mother, Song Ci felt very uncomfortable when she heard Su Beibei's words.

She walked over to the bed and sat down, holding Su Beibei's hand. Xu Beibei's hands were cold because of excessive blood loss. Song Ci put her hands on her palms, and she said, "You have suffered."

Su Beibei shook her head, "I am still careless."

"Hey, no one is to blame." Song Ci asked Su Beibei without seeing Mama Li, "What about Auntie?"

"Mom was scared last night. I told her to go back to rest in the afternoon. Anyway, Li Li will be back later." Li's mother had just had an operation last year. Although her body recovered well, she was not as good as before.

Last night, Su Beibei almost lost her child due to heavy bleeding. Mother Li blames herself and feels guilty. She has been wiping tears today, and her eyes are red. Su Beibei was worried that her mother-in-law would cry and her eyes would be broken, so she gave her a meal and sent her home to rest.

"I should go back and rest more."

Su Beibei said: "I don't know whether it was my psychological effect, or the fall that frightened the child last night. He didn't move much today." Su Beibei had a fetal heart rate monitor next to her. She said, "If it wasn't for fetal heart rate monitoring. As soon as everything is normal, I am really worried about the child..."

Song Ci hurriedly said: "The child is fine. He knows you are uncomfortable, so he wants to behave a little bit and is reluctant to toss you.

"Song Ci, you speak nicely."

Su Beibei was chatting with Song Ci, but Han Zhan walked to the hospital corridor and stood alone. Before long, he saw Li Li rushing over.

Li Li's clothes were crumpled, and he had all his beard. Obviously, after receiving the news, he arranged the work as soon as possible, and then returned to China by plane.

Seeing Han Zhan on the edge of the corridor, Li Li nodded and greeted him, and eagerly went to the ward.

Han Zhan followed into the ward and saw that Li Li and Su Beibei had reunited after a catastrophe, obviously they wanted to kiss each other.

Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and said to Su Beibei, "It's not early, Song Ci and I will go home first, Beibei, take a good rest, and we will see you another day."

"Okay, drive carefully on the road."

Han Zhan took Song Ci back home.

Song Ci was still sleeping the next morning when she heard the sound of a truck ringing downstairs. Song Ci woke up, walked to the window in surprise, looked downstairs, and saw several workers moving things.

Both Zhong Buhui and his grandfather stood in front of the truck, talking to the workers.

Song Ci took off her pajamas, changed her house clothes and went downstairs. She came to the front yard, walked to Han Aoyu's side, and asked him, "Grandpa, what is this?"

Han Aoyu quickly took off his hat and put it on Song Ci. He said, "These masters are here to stick the wooden floor."

"Paste the wooden floor?" Han Aoyu's house has been around for many years. At that time, they liked to paste the fancy patterned floor tiles, and felt very foreign.

Han Zhan suddenly decided to change the wooden floor, which should have been shocked by Su Beibei's fall.

Six or seven decorators came, and it took only half a day to put solid wood flooring on every corner of the house. The floor is a top brand, and I don't worry about excessive formaldehyde.

There are wooden floors in the house, and vacuum cleaners are all used for mopping the floor. The old man is used to using chicken feather blankets and is not used to vacuum cleaners. He got a new vacuum cleaner, dragged it on the dust-free floor for half an hour, and asked Song Ci to video him.

It is said that old children, old children, characters like Han Aoyu are old, and they have such a childish moment.

Song Ci took the camera and recorded the funny scene of the old man mopping the floor.

Tired of studying new things, Han Aoyu suddenly said to Song Ci: "Song girl, you call your sister and them and ask them if they have time to come over for dinner tonight."

"Huh? What special day is today, Grandpa?" Song Ci asked.

The old man said, "That's not the case. As your in-laws, you still have to invite your maiden to come over for a meal occasionally. It happens to be Friday today, and tomorrow that Yan Jiang boy should be on vacation. Come to stay overnight without delaying work."

Since the old people have spoken, Song Ci will naturally not refuse. "Grandpa wait, I'll call and ask."

Song Ci directly called Yan Jiang to talk about it.

When Yan Jiang was about to leave work, he received a call from Song Ci. How could he refuse? "You tell me, Song Fei and I must be there on time." As soon as I hung up the phone, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci again: "What does Grandpa like to eat? Or something to eat? I can't be empty-handed."

Song Ci thought for a while, then said, "Can you get loach? Grandpa said he wanted to drink loach soup."

"I think of a way."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "My sister and Yan Jiang are both free. He will pick up my sister after work." Song Ci approached the kitchen and saw that there were still a lot of ingredients at home, so he rolled up his sleeves and Zhong did not regret. Prepare dinner together.

The old man also joined in, preparing to cook some of his specialty dishes, so that he could show off in front of Song Ci's family.

When Han Zhan came back from get off work, he ran into Yan Jiang's car at the foot of the mountain.

Song Fei was driving.

Seeing Han Zhan's car, Song Fei horned Han Zhan, then stepped on the accelerator and ran off like a rocket. Han Zhan stared at the Hummer that disappeared in the smoke, and his heart was very calm. As a prospective father, Han Zhan disdain to participate in Song Fei's game.

When Han Zhan drove the car to Mid-Levels Villa, Song Fei had already chatted with the old man.

When Han Zhan got out of the car, he complained to Song Ci: "Cibao, sister Fei is racing."

Hearing this, Song Ci opened his eyes sharply, turned his head and began to educate Song Fei: "Song Fei, you promised me not to drag racing! Do you know that it would be dangerous to drive too fast? This is a mountain road. It's up, what do you want us to do!"

Song Fei didn't refute or admit his mistakes, and was disciplined like a wood.

Song Ci's mouth was dry. Seeing Song Fei's lazy expression, she felt a bit of blood hitting the cotton, and she was a little discouraged. "Forget it, if you don't listen to me."

On the side, Yan Jiang hadn't recovered from the motion sickness. He was sitting on a wooden chair with a glass of water and holding his forehead slowly.

Seeing Yan Jiang's half-dead look in his eyes, Song Ci felt that Yan Jiang was pitiful.

Song Ci pointed at Yan Jiang and said to Song Fei: "Look at A Jiang, what is his dizziness? Do you love him or not? How can you make him uncomfortable if you love him?"

Song Fei then glanced at Yan Jiang.

Seeing Yan Jiang holding on to her forehead, she seemed extremely uncomfortable, and she realized that Yan Jiang was actually motion sick. Song Fei said with a guilty conscience: "I thought he was exciting and fun..."

Yan Jiang felt speechless when he heard this. He raised his head, revealing a pale face, and asked Song Fei feebly: "Do you think I feel exciting and fun?"

Song Fei had nothing to say.

After a while, she admitted her mistake and said, "I won't drive fast."

"Best!"

In the evening, Han Aoyu made a pot of loach soup and cooked it with tofu for a long time. It was delicious and the soup was delicious.

Song Ci drank a bowl of soup. Seeing Song Fei had been staring at herself, she put down the bowl and showed off to Song Fei with some pride, "Song Fei, don't you envy me?"

Envy her for having a good grandpa who can cook.

Song Fei's hand touched her chin, and she said, "Song Ci, have you been called up recently?"

Song Ci's expression was slightly stiff.

Song Fei said, "You all have double chins."

Song Ciru was struck by lightning and suddenly felt that the food in front of him was not fragrant.

Han Aoyu gave Song Fei a cry, and he said, "Song Fei girl, what you said is wrong. Song Ci is not eating alone. The rice she eats and the nutrients she absorbs must be supplied to the two in her stomach."

"It's you." Han Aoyu picked up a large pig's hoof and placed it in Song Fei's bowl. He scolded Song Fei: "Do you not like to eat? Are you very picky eaters? Look at you, my arm is thin, and I have one hand. Can be pinched off."

"Eat more, more meat will look good."

Song Fei dared to be rampant towards anyone, but in the face of Han Aoyu, she also had to **** her tail.

Song Fei ate the pig's feet and was full.

But Han Aoyu seemed to like Song Fei very much. He kept picking her dishes with public chopsticks, and said, "Song girl said you love meat. Grandpa made a lot of meat for you today. You can taste it."

Song Fei, who doesn't like eating meat, secretly stretched out his foot and kicked at Song Ci after hearing this.

Zhong Buhui suddenly put down the bowl and asked dumbfounded: "Who kicked me?"

Song Fei: "..."

Yan Jiang said, "I'm sorry Uncle Zhong, I accidentally kicked you just now."

"It's okay."

Yan Jiang pulled Song Fei's sleeves to make her more stable, but don't let Han Aoyu feel that Song Ci's family is unreliable.

After dinner, Han Aoyu kindly invited Song Fei and the others to stay overnight.

Thinking of nothing to do tomorrow, Song Fei and Yan Jiang stayed. In the evening, Han Aoyu, Han Zhan, Song Ci Song Fei and Yan Jiang surrounded the coffee table and sat on the wooden floor, fighting against the landlord.

Han Aoyu is not only good at fighting, but Doudizhu is also a master.

But no matter how good the master is, when he meets Song Fei who can record the cards, he can only admit defeat. Han Aoyu played a few games and felt shameless, so he went back to the room and went to sleep.

As soon as the old man left, the four of them gotta play.

All four of them had no cash, so they turned on WeChat on their mobile phones, and they all depended on WeChat transfers for winning or losing.

Song Fei's card skills are not good, but he has a good memory. In the last few steps, he can always accurately touch the opponent's card.

So every time Song Fei becomes a landlord, he can win.

Han Zhan has a bad memory, but his card skills are superb, and he can often kill the other three without leaving.

Playing till 12:30 at night, Song Ci was really sleepy. She dropped the last card in her hand and said, "I have to go to sleep, you three play."

"it is good."

Han Zhan and the three of them played until three o'clock in the middle of the night. They were hungry. Han Zhan went to the kitchen to cook a pot of noodles. After the three ate them, they went back to their rooms to rest.

The next morning, all four of them slept three poles before getting up.

After another lunch at the Banshan Villa, Yan Jiang and Song Fei left.

On the way, Song Fei received a call from Fu Hanshen.

"Song Fei, are you free these days?" Fu Hanshen had just returned from Africa and had not rested after returning home. His voice sounded exhausted.

"Yes, teacher, what's the matter?"

Fu Hanshen said: "I brought back a few special Ebola virus samples this time. Can you come and study them with the teacher? I have a hunch that we will most likely overcome this virus this time!"

Song Fei's heart beat slightly, "Teacher is sure?"

"Some time ago, there was an outbreak of plague in a small local town. We happened to be there at that time to help control the plague. The research institute brought a few samples of rats back. Our preliminary identification and inspection found that the samples of those rats were actually There are five mice carrying an unknown virus that is very similar in structure to the Ebola virus."

"So I reasonably suspect that the Ebola virus has a high probability of being infected from a mouse. So I hope you can come."

"The teacher needs you."

Fu Hanshen had to admit that this kind of talent is hard to come by. Song Fei can always bring Fu Hanshen surprises. Fu Hanshen feels that with Song Fei, the research will surely get results soon.

Song Fei and Fu Hanshen studied the virus together. After so many years of research, how could she be willing to leave it behind? After hearing Fu Hanshen's description, Song Fei's heartbeat became a little faster.

If the connection between the mouse virus and the Ebola virus can really be found, the connection between them can be used as an entry point to study the antidote to the virus.

For so many years, everyone is like a headless fly, helpless with the Ebola virus. The death rate of people suffering from this virus is as high as 90%. How many people died because they missed the best treatment time and the rescue was not effective?

If an antidote can be successfully developed, how many patients will be saved!

If it had been before, Song Fei had decided to fully agree to Fu Hanshen's request and ran to the city where Fu Hanshen was. But now, she is not alone.

"Teacher, I will reply you later."

Fu Hanshen was silent on the other side before saying, "Song Fei, don't let the teacher down."

Song Fei hung up the phone.

Yan Jiang knew that Song Fei was watching him. He also heard Fu Hanshen's words just now. Yan Jiang stopped the car suddenly. He turned his head and looked at Song Fei who was still talking.

"You are very smart." Yan Jiang said.

Song Fei frowned and didn't answer.

Yan Jiang said again: "A Fei, you are so smart you can't be hidden by me at home. I...I still refuse to let you leave Wangdong City, where I can't see it. But..."

Yan Jiang held Song Fei's hand, he smiled at Song Fei and said: "What I love has always been Song Fei who does his own way and is chic and unrestrained. Song Fei, who is locked by me, has lost his dream and pursuit. Incomplete Song Fei. So..."

Yan Jiang lowered his head and kissed Song Fei's finger. He said, "I will let you go."

"But you must come back."

Song Fei's cold and beautiful face, otherwise a touching smile appeared. She took her hand out of Yan Jiang's palm, put her arm around Yan Jiang's neck, pulled his face in front of her, and kissed him directly.

This kiss is not mixed with a trace of lust.

"Yan Jiang, thank you."

Yan Jiang squeezed his fist, then let it go.

He had to try to untie Song Fei. The psychiatrist said that to love someone is to help her fly high, not to keep her in place.

Song Fei packed her things and went to the airport that afternoon, and Yan Jiang personally took her there.

On the weekend, Yan Jiang had nothing to do, so he went back to work at the Public Security Bureau.

In the evening, after he got off work, he made a phone call with Song Fei. After the two chatted for more than ten minutes, Song Fei hung up the phone and went back to work.

Yan Jiang plays games at home alone.

Yan Jiang couldn't sleep again when Song Fei was away.

Wei Lai suddenly sent a WeChat video to Yan Jiang. Yan Jiang picked up the video. He stared at the laser TV and his finger controlled the gamepad, so he had no time to look at Wei Lai.

There was also someone talking on Wei Lai's side. He walked to a quieter position and asked Yan Jiang, "Are you playing games?"

"Ok."

Yan Jiang KO lost a head and heard Wei Lai say: "Three of the Great Wall are missing one, come on?"

Yan Jiang's refusal had already reached his lips, only to remember that Song Fei was not at home. He looked away from the game, picked up his phone, and stared at Wei Lai's background for a while before saying: "Are you in the AK chess room?"

"Well, Zhong Xiangshou, Xu Yi, and Liu Zhouyang are all here, just waiting for you." These are all Yan Jiang's old friends.

I heard that Liu Zhouyang was there, and Yan Jiang said: "Wait, I'll come."

Yan Jiang changed his clothes and drove to the AK chess room.

The AK chess and card room, AK shooting club, and AK concert hall are all in the same building and are entertainment venues run by the same owner.

The chess and card room is on the sixth floor, and Yan Jiang walks directly to the sixth floor through the side entrance.

He walked out of the elevator, wearing a light gray suit with a black background and white flower shirt, wearing chain glasses, casually grabbed a handful of hair that was longer than his ears, and tied it casually with a disposable elastic band. With.

He walked all the way, and the girlfriends stared at him so their eyes were straight.

A man bit the cigarette, staring at Yan Jiang's tall and handsome figure, with a tone of resignation. "Fuck, why did Yimei come here. How can this guy be so handsome after retiring? How does this make us willing?"

"I heard that he went to work as a forensic doctor and dealt with dead people every day." A woman rubbed her arms, admired and frightened, "I am a ruthless man."

The ruthless Yan Jiang wandered outside and successfully attracted the attention of all his friends before he went to the box.

Wei Lay and the others have been waiting for a long time, and when they saw him, they began to shuffle the cards.

"Just waiting for you, sit down!"

Yan Jiang Dama Jindao sat down, cocked his legs, and began to organize his mahjong.

Following the cards casually, Yan Jiang stared at Liu Zhouyang on the opposite side. He said, "Sheep Baa, the president of your Empire Entertainment, looks younger than I thought."

Liu Zhouyang was a little surprised. He asked Yan Jiang: "Have you seen our President Yan?"

"Yeah. I saw it some time ago."

Liu Zhouyang said: "We, Mr. Yan, are planning to abdicate recently and plan to take care of the elderly. I heard that he is unwell. He has rarely shown his face in recent years. I have been in the company for so many years and I have only seen him at the annual meeting. "

Liu Zhouyang said with some pride: "Our President Yan’s face, when we are young, we must hang Guanxi brother."

Yan Jiang smiled noncommittal.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yan's body?" Yan Jiang seemed to mention casually.

Liu Zhouyang shook his head and said: "It's not clear. Some people say that Director Yan seems to be seriously ill and needs treatment."

Yan Jiang panicked for a while, and then asked, "Is it not clear what the disease is?"

"Such things must be kept secret."

Yan Jiang said.

After one round, Yan Jiang smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of Wei Lai. Just as he bit it, Zhong Xiangshou on the other side lit the lighter and leaned in to light Yan Jiang.

Attentive and flattering.

Yan Jiang took a cigarette, squinted his eyes, smiled and said to Zhong Xiangshou: "Don't light the fire, you are not qualified to help me kill."

Zhong Xiangshou couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you still full of yellow accents? Does your fiancee know your true face?"

In front of Song Fei, Yan Jiang walked to counsel the weak. How dare he speak yellowish voice in front of Song Fei.

"By the way, if Director Yan abdicates, who is the new director of your company?"

"The surname is Chen, looks quite young, I heard there are a few brushes."

Zhong Xiangshou threw out a seven-tube and said, "I can't sit in that position with a few brushes."

"Heh..." Yan Jiang said while sorting out his cards, "Who did I hear, Director Yan has a very close relationship with the late President Han, is it reliable?"

Hearing that, everyone stopped and looked at him depressed.

A look of confusion appeared on Yan Jiang's face. He said, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Don't you know?" Wei Lai said, "Yan Rufeng and Han Chenyi had obtained the certificate from abroad. I heard that the current President Xiaohan is the child born after they got the certificate."

"At that time, the IVF technology was not very mature and expensive. The two of them worked hard for a long time and finally got a deep feeling."

Yan Jiang was taken aback. "Yes, is it?"

Seeing that Yan Jiang's expression was wrong, Wei Lai smiled. He said, "I thought you knew about these things." These things have been spread all over the circle.

Yan Jiang said: "I don't pay much attention to these things."

As long as he likes to chew his tongue and listen to gossip, he will not know that the director Yan of Imperial Entertainment is Yan Rufeng until that night.

Yan Jiang drank a sip of water and moisturized his dry throat, before he said, "So, Director Yan and Han Chenyi got the certificate thirty years ago?"

"Ok."

Yan Jiang looked down and said nothing.

No one knows how strong his consternation is at this moment.

After playing a few more games, Yan Jiang suddenly stood up and said, “I’m a little tired. I recently encountered a big case. I haven’t slept well for two days to solve the case. You continue to play and I invite you to play tonight. I will leave first."

Yan Jiang is now a forensic doctor and staying up late is not uncommon. Hearing what he said, Wei Lai and the others did not keep him.

"I will give it to you."

Wei Lai sent Yan Jiang away.

After entering the elevator, there was no one around. Wei Lai said, "What's the matter between you and Yan Rufeng?" It is strange that Yan Jiang frequently mentioned Yan Rufeng tonight.

Yan Rufeng and Wei Lai can be regarded as close friends, but he doesn't want to tell others about the bad things between Yan Rufeng and him.

Besides, Yan Rufeng didn't want to see him. This matter really spread out, and Yan Rufeng might not think that he was going to have a relationship with him.

Yan Jiang shook his head and said, "It's nothing, but I rarely meet my family name. I just met him that day. I found that Director Yan is also a handsome man. I thought that our Yan family's genes are really good, all of them are handsome and handsome. When I saw Liu Zhouyang, I couldn't help but ask a few more questions."

Wei Lai: "..."

"I understand, the secret to your longevity in the entertainment industry." Wei Lai had a mysterious expression breaking the secret.

Yan Jiang raised his jaw towards him, "Tell me, why?"

Wei Lai: "Thick-skinned."

"Thanks for the compliment."

When the elevator reached the first floor, Yan Jiang patted Wei Lai on the shoulder, "You go up and play, I'm fine, I'll make an appointment next time."

"That's OK."

When Wei Lai entered the elevator, the smile on Yan Jiang's eyes suddenly disappeared.

Yan Rufeng and the late President Han received the certificate thirty years ago. Although they are married abroad and are not protected by law, they are legal soul-mates.

What is your own mother?

What is it?

illegitimate child?

still is...

The illegitimate child who is more forbidden than the illegitimate child?

Yan Jiang's mood was uncomfortable. He dared not drive, fearing an accident, so he called Allen over. When Allen arrived, Yan Jiang was already asleep in the car. He turned on all the car lights and wrung his eyebrows tightly when he fell asleep.

The door was unlocked, Allen opened the door and sat in, sending Yan Jiang home.

The car was parked in the garage in the courtyard, and Alan woke Yan Jiang up: "Brother Jiang, you are home."

Yan Jiang said, before opening his eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Alan seemed to see Yan Jiang's eyes full of confusion.

Yan Jiang got out of the car and turned around and said to Allen: "It's getting late, you can sleep here tonight."

"it is good."

Allen woke up, made breakfast, and went upstairs to wake Yan Jiang, only to find that Yan Jiang was not in the room! He ran into the yard and found that an Audi was missing.

Allen quickly called Yan Jiang.

"Brother Jiang, where are you?"

Yan Jiang’s car had already got in and told him, he said, “Alan, I’m on the way to Fengcheng. When you leave for breakfast, remember to lock the door.”

After speaking, Yan Jiang took off the Bluetooth headset and hung up the phone.

Seeing the highway exit from Fengcheng, Yan Jiang changed lanes ahead of time and drove off the highway.

-

The night in Fengcheng was a bit cold, and Yan Jiang walked out of the car in a short t-shirt, shivering with the cold. He quickly took out his jacket from his bag and put it on, after thinking about it, he took out the hood again.

Yan Jiang walked into a shopping mall and directly asked the security guard to see their manager. The security guards did not agree at first, but Yan Jiang could only take off his mask and said, "I am Yan Jiang."

Yan Jiang pointed to a promotional photo on the cabinet of a luxury cosmetics shop on the first floor of the mall and told the security guard, "The global spokesperson of A cosmetics is me."

The security has recognized Yan Jiang.

Seeing that he was a big star, the security hurriedly took off the walkie-talkie behind his waist and called the manager. After a while, the manager hurriedly came to the gate and invited Yan Jiang to the office upstairs.

Entering the office, the manager smiled and asked Yan Jiang: "Mr. Yan, what's the matter with you looking for me?"

"I'm looking for someone."

"Oh? Who are you looking for?"

Yan Jiang took out an old photo, handed it to the manager, and asked him, "Is Nan Yiyi the owner of this mall?"

The manager stared at the woman on the photo.

Although the woman in the photo wears a plain white dress with a plain face, the manager can also recognize that this woman is his boss Nan Yiyi.

The manager nodded and said, “Our boss’s wife is indeed named Nan Yiyi. As for whether it’s the lady in your picture, I’m not sure.”

Yan Jiang nodded.

He folded his hands on his lower abdomen, leaned back slightly, closed his eyes and spoke in a warm voice, and said, "Trouble the manager to help me contact your boss and say, Yan Jiang wants to see her."

After thinking about it, I picked up the phone and called the boss. "Mr. Nan, there is an artist on my side who wants to see you."

Nan Yiyi was in the hospital. She wiped the face of the teenager on the hospital bed with her hand, and asked not very patiently, "No! I didn't say it, I'm not free these days!"

The manager was embarrassed. He looked at Yan Jiang embarrassedly. Before he could explain, he heard Yan Jiang say: "Tell her, Yan Jiang wants to see her."

The manager bit his head and called out Mr. Nan again, before he said, "Mr. Nan, is an actor named Yan Jiang. He wants to see you by name."

Hearing the name Yan Jiang, Nan Yiyi was stunned.

"You mean...who?" Nan Yiyi squeezed the cold towel in his hand tightly, and his eyes trembled slightly.

Manager: "Yan Jiang."

Nan Yiyi closed his eyes.

"Tell him that I will meet him, and you will help me entertain him first."

Yan Jiang was treated as a living Bodhisattva by the manager and invited to the reception room.

He was drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone, and waited for an hour. When the hour hand was about to turn to eleven o'clock in the night, Nan Yiyi stood outside the door and knocked on the door of the meeting room.

Yan Jiang: "Please come in."

Nan Yiyi opened the door and entered.

Wearing a blue skirt, Nan Yiyi carries a strong aura of a successful female talent. But even with a strong and domineering look, after seeing the handsome and pure youth in front of him, the blood on his face lost every inch of it.

Nan Yiyi held the door frame, looked at Yan Jiang's face, and muttered, "Jiang Jiang..."

Emphasis: A few settings have been changed. One is that the heroine is pregnant with a pair of daughters; the other is that Ajang’s name is unified as Ajang, which is convenient for everyone to read. Third, Ajang and Han Zhan are both in 1988. It is the eighth month of the lunar calendar, so it is also a dragon.

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This year is plagued with disasters, and college entrance examination candidates are particularly difficult. Everyone must take care of themselves. I wish you the title of the gold list!