Chapter 168

Yan Wangchuan's assistant was really scared.

After graduation, he followed Yan Wangchuan. It's strange to say that he would choose to be his assistant for a very simple reason

Less talk.

His usual work, there are other people to help take care of, his assistant, mainly responsible for driving, take care of his daily life.

However, he is always strict with himself. What he can do is very limited. His work is easy.

At the age of 40 or 50, he didn't fall in love, and even didn't have a female companion. He usually had social intercourse. If the other party asked to bring a female companion, he would directly refuse, and there was no room for negotiation.

You can take any person with you, and they don't ask for a girlfriend, but he never compromises and seems to care about this.

After being with him for so long, apart from office and social intercourse, he either keeps fit or studies to enrich himself. His private life is extremely clean.

The old lady of the Yan family used to urge me.

But no matter what means he uses, he always uses cold treatment. The old lady has no way to deal with him, and has already let it go.

This time, Yan Wangchuan suddenly left his work to come to Yuncheng. He was already very surprised, but he was still working with others, which directly scared him.

He is not a fool. He knows that Yan Wangchuan likes Qiao Aiyun, but he is not only married, but also has a daughter.

He can only lament that his boss is too infatuated.

But you don't say anything. You have a dead face all day. Does Ms. Qiao really know your infatuation?

"Mr. Yan, I don't know if I should say something?" Assistant Yu Guang glanced at him. If you want to chase someone, you can't do that.

"If you don't know whether to say it or not, don't say it."

Yan Wangchuan's words blocked him directly.

The assistant shut up angrily.

Don't you know that you look like a silly big one?

I don't see it.

Come on, enjoy yourself.

**

Tiansheng community

Song Fengwan was in the room, concentrating on reviewing her lessons. She was injured before her right hand. She didn't draw for several days. She was worried about her handwriting during the exam, so she took a pen and daubed it on the paper casually.

Sketch is a weak point, so it is necessary to spend more time.

She was still thinking about Yan Wangchuan's contrast today. Before she had painted Yan Wangchuan, she planned to draw a sketch of the characters. The more she drew, the more wrong it was

This man

It's more and more like Fu Shen.

Damn it.

"Late?" Qiao Aiyun knocked on the door.

Song Fengwan quickly tore down the paper and put it away, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Qiao Aiyun gave her a cup of hot milk, "fast test, more rest, don't stay up late."

"Well." Song Fengwan felt guilty.

Qiao Aiyun took a few sketches that she put on one side. Although she didn't know how to draw, she thought that the portrait of figure painting was naturally good. "Don't think too much about things at home, I'll deal with them."

"Well."

"Then I won't disturb you. Have a rest early."

Qiao Aiyun is worried that her family affairs will affect her studies.

I don't know that she is influenced by someone else.

After seeing her mother out, Song Feng smoothed up the paper and looked at it. It was almost eleven o'clock. She touched her mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Chen.

Did you sleep

A few seconds later, there was a reply.

No

[is the information coming back so fast? You're not playing with your cell phone Song Feng drinks milk at night, but she doesn't pay attention to it. She talks with Fu Chen more casually.

Hold your cell phone for fear of missing your information

Song Fengwan's mouth slowly evokes a faint radian. After listening to the silence outside, he gets into the quilt and makes a phone call to him.

"Hello, Third Master --"

Fu Shen frowned and was slightly unhappy. During the day, he called out to the third elder brother. He didn't need to be the third elder brother? He answered without salt.

"A lot has happened today."

"All settled?" Fu Chen had already got the news from Yan Wangchuan, but he could not expose the alliance.

"Well, you don't know how to tease uncle Yan. He looks very cold and serious. He looks inhuman. I didn't expect that sometimes he is cute. I saw his ears are red today."

Song Fengwan remembers what happened today. He was so horizontal in the police station. As soon as her mother passed by, he suddenly became obedient.

"... he's old and shy. My mother brought him vegetables. He's very happy and said no more."

"You don't know how cute the contrast is."

Song Fengwan talked about it for a long time, but there was no reply. He thought that the phone had hung up. "Hello, is the person not here?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you talk?"

"The person that oneself like, praise other men in front of me, I also want to discuss with you happily?" Fu Chen naturally knows that Yan Wangchuan is not a threat to him. He just listens to her all the time and feels uncomfortable.

Song Fengwan was stunned, "Uncle Yan is my elder."

"You used to treat me as an elder."

Song Fengwan was angry with him.

"Angry?"

Song Fengwan bit his lip and said nothing.

"I admit I'm jealous."

Not only is he jealous, but he is also so jealous.

"I just care too much about you, we talk too short every day, I hope this period of time..." his voice is low, but he is also spoiled.

"In your eyes and heart, you only care about me, can't you?"

Song Fengwan covers his heart and starts again.

What does this old man want.

"Late, late, can't you?" His voice is deliberately low, and this tone is really hard to refuse.

"Well." Song Feng answered in the evening.

"Good --"

Song Fengwan blushed and hesitated to change the topic, "what are you busy with today?"

"Work." Fu Chen's voice paused for two seconds, "I miss you."

Song Fengwan felt that the topic could not continue, "I'm going to bed, good night."

Fu Shen chuckled, "good night, good night."

Song Fengwan hung up and got out of bed. His forehead, palms and chest were already sweating. He was very nervous when he was sneaking. He was still trying to lift himself. It was just

Just hung up the phone, wechat message prompt, she called, Fu Chen sent her two little people's expression.

She gritted her teeth. The veteran cadres who didn't even play with smart phones before now even play with facial expression bags so smoothly?

Take a sip of milk to calm down.

**

Fu Chen finished his facial expression and didn't wait for a reply for a long time. The tip of his tongue was against his cheek and he just laughed.

If we meet next time, it's not just an expression pack.

He was just about to go to bed when Yan Wangchuan called.

"Hello -" Fu Chen spoke to him in a tone that was not as mild as before.

"I heard you called a lawyer specially for me, please." Yan Wangchuan's voice is always cold and hard.

The momentum of the two people, the tone of speech is not give up.

"Call me later. She's worried about you."

"Well."

"This time, song Jingren swallowed the bad breath. He was afraid that he would hold back his bad moves. When it comes to the division of property, he would not be deterred. You should pay more attention to it." Fu Chen reminds us.

After several contacts with Yan Wangchuan, he also had some understanding of him. He was very direct and could talk about business, but he was not good at calculating people's minds.

Song Jingren is in a hurry now. What will a person like him do if he doesn't have enough security.

"I know."

"By the way, Mr. Yan, don't you know how to please women and pursue aunt Yun?"

What does Yan Wangchuan mean when he pinches his cell phone and looks good?

"Since we are allies, would you like to talk to me and let me give you some advice?"

"Please remember! No need! " Then he hung up.

His tone was cold and his attitude was very tough.

Yan Wangchuan knew that his weakness was there, but when he was pointed out by the younger generation, he was still uncomfortable and his tone became more and more cold.

Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

He was silent and didn't even show half of his emotion when they contacted each other for several times. They used to speak straightforwardly without any hesitation. Now this is

Get angry?

It's rare.

It's interesting.

Fu Shen teases Yan Wangchuan and goes to sleep with peace of mind. He wants to keep pace with his daughter-in-law.

Yan Wangchuan is standing by the window of the hotel at the moment. His face is reflected in the dark glass window.

Cold and evil, so gloomy that it drips water.

Teach him? Where on earth did the boy get such a big voice? How old do you need him to teach you? Or are you mocking him?

Fu Shen, this boy is really a man who can't get to know each other deeply.

Young and mature, resourceful, but also a bellyful of bad water, another day and night to meet, or to remind her.

Be careful when dealing with such people.