Chapter 174

Just as Yan Wangchuan was about to walk out of the shadow, his small hand stretched out from one side grabbed the corner of his coat.

"Uncle Yan?"

Song Fengwan tightened his fingers, tightened the corners of his clothes tightly in the palm of his hand, and shook his head at him.

Qiao Aiyun obviously doesn't want to involve him. He goes out at the moment. It's not only him who is bound, but also the whole Yan family.

Although song Fengwan was young, she knew what it meant. Her mother didn't want him to show up, so she naturally had to stop him.

"Don't worry, I've got a sense of propriety." Half of Yan Wangchuan's face fell in the shadow, half was illuminated by the light, flickering, there was a sense of desolation.

"You do things in a proper way!" Song Fengwan blurted out.

If he had to be decent, he would not be caught in the police station.

Yan Wangchuan's face was stiff.

Song Fengwan angrily released his little hand and grabbed Fu Chen's clothes. His tone was a little timid, "Uncle Yan, i... that..."

She didn't dare to talk to him like this before. Recently, she got close to him. He was serious and rigid, but he was awkward and shy. Song Fengwan was not so afraid of him, and he spoke more casually.

"It doesn't matter. I didn't know the right way before."

For the first time, Yan Wangchuan was accused by the younger generation that his face was red. Fortunately, the light was not clear enough to see clearly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, inexplicably embarrassed.

It's a shame.

"Well, just pay attention next time." Song Feng whispered in the evening.

Fu Shen secretly reaches out his hand and gently holds song Fengwan's little hand. What should he pay attention to next time?

This girl is not too skinny.

Who is so used to speaking to Yan Wangchuan?

**

Nanjiang Yan Family at the moment

Old lady Yan leaned on the sofa, wearing presbyopic glasses, holding a thin needle in her hand, wearing a red rope and embroidering a few flowers on a white cloth. Now she was staring at the TV screen for a moment.

I searched a local TV station in Yuncheng, and the real-time report of the press conference was being put on.

But the host and guest analysis, lens cut to change, see her straight frown.

"This host is really annoying." The old lady sighed and threw the embroidery aside.

"You drink some water. It's more than nine o'clock. Would you like to have a rest early?" Huang Ma gave her a cup of ginseng tea.

"Can't sleep, you say this surname song, really is not a thing, that wench that year how must marry him?"

"What's worse than him?"

"Wangchuan in our family is tall, handsome and can make money. They are childhood friends. Why don't they look at him?"

The old lady is very cold. There is always a knot in her heart when it comes to breaking the engagement.

Looking at her angry appearance, Huang Ma couldn't help laughing, "old lady, do you want to listen to the truth?"

"What's the truth?"

"Mister, you're stupid."

Old lady Yan took the finger of the water cup and coughed twice. It's true.

"Young girl, who doesn't like to hear sweet words, he always keeps a straight face. If it wasn't for the way he broke his engagement and came back, I didn't see that he liked Miss Qiao."

"Come on, stop it." Mrs. Yan interrupted.

The truth hurts the most.

How to give birth to this clumsy thing.

If she fails this time, she will lose her face.

"Isn't this guy in Cloud City yet? Not yet? " The old lady took a sip of hot tea and got angry.

"Old lady, sir, if you show up at this time, you can't go back..."

"Back to what? Originally, they were innocent. Are we afraid of others' gossiping? Ai Yun clearly doesn't want to involve our family, otherwise how can that bastard force us to be like this? "

The old lady reached for the presbyopic glasses and said, "can our Yan family hide behind a woman?"

"Besides, what's the matter between them that can make those people break up?"

Huang Ma nodded and laughed, "are you sure they're ok? They all say they live together?"

"He is my son, what virtue do I not understand? When I lived in Qiao's house, I didn't dare to talk to her and live together under the eaves? Ah -- "

The tone was disgusting.

"Then if Mr. and miss Joe are together in the future, do you have any objection?"

"Who said I had no objection? Who told you! I'm still angry The old lady is cold.

For fear that Huang Ma would not believe it, he added a few minutes later.

"I've been angry for more than 20 years!"

**

Huamao Hotel, Yuncheng

At the press conference, song Jingren was sure that Qiao Aiyun didn't dare to disclose Yan Wangchuan's identity and pressed him step by step.

"Say, just now I was not eloquent, but now I'm dumb. You tell us, who is the man who ate with you and went home with you?"

"Don't be too shameless." Qiao Aiyun didn't expect that he would attack her with this.

It's mean.

"Who in the world is shameless and keeps blaming me? You should make your own affairs clear. Since you have nothing to do with him, why don't you say his name generously?"

"To cover up is not to be guilty."

"Something must have happened behind your back, don't you?"

There was a lot of discussion.

If it doesn't matter, dafangfang clarifies, but Qiao Aiyun looks embarrassed.

Just now they had a fight. She was always in the upper hand. She didn't change her mind when she met with all kinds of slanders and accusations. How can she be so timid now?

It's hard not to guess in another direction.

Qiao Aiyun gritted her teeth and raised her hand to hit him.

Before the slap falls, song Jingren raises his hand and directly grasps her wrist. Just now, he feels guilty. Qiao Aiyun's slap comes quickly and fiercely, and he can't avoid it.

Of course, it's impossible to be obedient this time.

Qiao Aiyun twisted her eyebrows and tried to pull her wrist out of his palm, but the power of men and women was so great that she couldn't get rid of it.

"You

"When you're angry, you want to do it? Do you think I'll stand up and let you fight this time? " Song Jingren knew that he had caught her pain, and he laughed bitterly.

"Keep yelling, we're half the weight."

"You have no right to point at my nose!"

Song Jingren has long been disgusted with the relationship between the two. Yan Wangchuan is obviously interested in her and helps her stand out again and again. There is no good reason in the world.

Someone is like this, do not cherish their own, give up, but also not allowed to be touched?

"Do you think you've been dating each other for a long time?"

Qiao Aiyun pulled the corners of her mouth, smiling contemptuously, "if you are dirty, don't think everyone is as dirty as you."

"Well, who is that wild man?"

He laughed wildly and lawlessly.

Geng Ying stood aside and got angry. Since it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who that person is. Is it necessary to maintain this?

It's just that the man with whom she eats in the photo is very tall, always dressed in a suit, well-balanced, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. It can be seen that he has excellent temperament and education. He can't block the gun by pulling someone casually.

Wild man?

Joe Aiyun raised his other hand to hit him.

But song Jingren wants to get some interest from her. He raises his other hand and wants to hit her

This hand just lifted up

The people at the bottom took a cold breath and held their breath.

what the fuck!

It's going to be a fight at last.

Song Fengwan stood in the dark, worried. Fu Chen kept holding her hand and didn't let her move

At the moment, a dark figure passed in front of her. Even the security guard standing on the edge of the stage didn't respond. He rushed to the stage

"Ai -" the security guard pulled out his baton from his waist and tried to stop him.

"What's the hurry..." Shifang reached out to stop him.

"Who are you?" The security guard took a look at the two strong men in black behind him, and their hands with sticks were slightly tightened.

"We're not here to make trouble. Don't get excited." Shifang raised his eyebrows and patted him on the shoulder.

Damn, why does the third master want him to bring two bodyguards? Can't he frighten several bodyguards alone?

Fu Chen said at that time, "do you think you are Qianjiang?"

last-gasp goal.

He was so angry that he lost his temper.

You are the master. You are right about everything.

**

Everyone thought that the couple would fight directly in front of the national audience, which would be too ugly.

However, as a gourd eater, there is always a mentality of watching the crowd.

"Damn it, I don't really want to fight with women, lose the face of men."

"What's the face of a scum like him? Didn't Ms. Qiao just say that? It's so special to beat your daughter. "

"Scum, I want to go up and beat him."

……

As a lawyer, Geng Ying always stands close to Qiao Aiyun when the crowd is excited. She wanted to fight, but she felt a dark shadow passing by her side

Like a gust of wind, whistling past, her short hair are flying around.

Song Jingren's hand has almost come to Qiao Aiyun's face, and he has been severely clamped.

The man had great strength, like an iron arm, to crush his wrist bone.

"Well --" Song Jingren's arm softened with pain, and he lost his strength in an instant.

The pain spread all over the body in an instant, "let go!"

His voice was thick and heavy, with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Song Jingren was scared by him last time. When he heard Yan Wangchuan's voice, his body subconsciously responded and released all the restrictions on Qiao Aiyun.

Qiao Aiyun didn't expect that Yan Wangchuan would appear at this time. Looking at her, she was slightly surprised.

"Go and stand behind me."

"Elder martial brother..." Qiao Aiyun's brain is going to explode. If he is really misunderstood, he will be regarded as a wild man, and her guilt will be great.

Yan Wangchuan looked at her with a cold look.

She had no choice but to stand behind her.

"You..." Song Jingren did not expect that he would dare to stand in front of the camera.

Some happy in the heart, but blocked flustered, because Qiao Aiyun really obediently stood behind him, just now still serious, a face proud of confrontation with himself, now take off the hard shell, look a little soft.

"You think you don't want to see me because I taught you twice?"

Song Jingren wrists twice, Yan Wangchuan wrists, fingers loose and tight.

Just when he was still breaking free, he punched him hard in the face.

"Bang --" for a moment.

Song Jingren was directly knocked down to the ground, his head was knocked to the ground, and his bones seemed to crack.

Half of the face, blue and purple mottled, as if it was twisted and deformed.

It shows how powerful it is.

The style of boxing is strong, like a strong cold wind.

Fierce and fierce.

Song Fengwan took a breath of cool air. Is that what uncle Yan called propriety?

It's a good handle.

She can't say what she feels at the moment. When I saw song Jingren last time, she still felt sour, but now she felt a little relieved

He's not worth it.

Song Jingren's head was beaten in a daze. It took him more than a minute to recover. Secretary Zhang on one side tried to help him, but he was glared back by more fierce eyes. He shrank to one side and did not dare to move.

The reporters at the bottom were so nervous that they swallowed.

"Crouching trough, this punch is really powerful."

But his vision was sharp, his face was cold, and he looked down at Song Jingren, which made people dare not look at him.

According to his figure, everyone almost confirmed his identity.

Yan Wangchuan loosened his wrist and wished he could be crushed.

"I am the man in the picture, the wild man in his mouth - my name is Yan Wangchuan."

"Elder martial brother." Qiao Aiyun's heart clapped.

"Hiding behind a woman, that's still a man?"

Qiao Aiyun opened his mouth, he did not say in advance, now this situation, she did not know how to deal with.

Yan Wangchuan stretched out his hand and pulled his tie, so he stood on the stage and let the reporter capture.

The Yan family is very low-key, and few people know his name. They may occasionally see him on some fortune lists, and they are all in a hurry.

If Baidu search, it is another scene.

Reporters have always been well-informed, here he reported home, immediately about his detailed information on all the summary.

If these two people touch each other secretly, can they still stand in front of the camera like this?

Too bold.

But for most people, Yan Wangchuan's behavior is the real man!