Chapter 188

A tea house in Yuncheng

Qiao Aiyun's fingertips trembled, pinched Tieguanyin, put it into the purple clay pot, made some boiling water, and waited for the tea to be brewed before she said, "Uncle Yan, you drink tea."

They have just come out of the police station and have the testimony of old lady Yan. They can't do anything but to slander her. They wanted to falsify the medical expenses.

This old lady Yan is a hard stubble. She said it directly.

"Compensation? Let's just take a lawsuit and see what you do in other people's homes. If you start beating people and damage a lot of furniture, how do you need to pay for it? "

"If you're not afraid of lawsuits, go straight to the legal process."

"I'd like to have a look, too. How much can you spend on medical expenses for this injury?"

Although Qiao Aiyun is holding a rolling pin, she is a woman after all. No matter how hard she starts, she will be red, swollen and bruised, and will not hurt her muscles and bones.

"I want a million dollars. After the examination, it's not worth the money. I'll sue you for blackmail!"

"A million? I'd like to see how many years are you going to get? "

When they arrived at the police station, they still wanted to fight. Mrs. Yan was tough. As soon as they heard that they were going to jail, they immediately counseled them. They didn't even get the medical expenses. After reconciliation, they went away.

The old lady took a look at Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan, "you two come out with me."

After arriving at the teahouse, when old lady Yan sat down, Qiao Aiyun dared to sit opposite her, while Yan Wangchuan was next to her mother.

The atmosphere was once very awkward.

**

Old lady Yan picked up the purple sand tea cup and took a sip slowly. "This tea is good."

Qiao Aiyun gathered her hair for a while. Just now she hit people a little hard. Her hair was in a mess. Although she had sorted it out, she still felt shameless.

"Just like it."

"You have the heart, remember I like to drink Tieguanyin." The old lady sighed, "it's still my daughter's kindness. I won't count on it if I'm young."

Joe Aiyun was silent.

"We haven't seen each other for years, have we?" The old lady looked quiet.

"More than 20 years."

"You've changed a lot."

Qiao Ai Yun body a stiff, think she is mentioning just now of affair, face shyness flustered, "aunt, I go to the bathroom."

"Well." Old lady Yan was staring at her back and had to sigh that she was still beautiful.

Qiao's family are pretty good-looking, almost a pair of Phoenix eyes, beautiful atmosphere. When Qiao Aiyun was young, some people said that she was too beautiful, afraid that she was not content with the room.

The old lady doesn't think so. Appearance is natural, and beauty is not a sin. She likes beautiful people and looks comfortable.

"Ma, what are you doing here?" Yan Wangchuan asked.

"You used to make a big splash on TV. Now when I go out, everyone I know asks me if you're good. What do you think I should say?"

Yan Wangchuan said nothing.

"I'm out in the wind."

"I just didn't expect that I haven't seen her for more than 20 years. How could this girl become so fierce? I was so good that I almost scared me out of heart disease."

The old lady said, holding up the cup and drinking tea, she was shocked.

Yan Wangchuan: "you have also changed."

"Well?" Old lady, where have I changed?

"The hair is bent."

The old lady said with a smile, "Oh, I haven't seen her for a long time? In order to come to Yuncheng, I specially ordered a new cotton padded jacket and permed my hair. I have to dress up, or it would be impolite. "

"Show old."

The old lady was stunned, "get out of here at once!"

Yan Wangchuan stood still and selfishly felt that his mother was really hard to serve.

**

In the twinkling of an eye, Qiao Aiyun has come back. She washed her hands and cleaned up a little.

"Ai Yun, what do you think of my hair?" The old lady picked her eyebrows.

Qiao Aiyun is a little stunned, how to pull the hair, "very good-looking, this hairstyle appears you are very young."

The old lady glared at Yan Wangchuan, which clearly said:

See, that's what talks.

Stupid mouth.

Yan Wangchuan frowned: why women just don't want to listen to the truth?

"You hurt your hand?" The old lady's eyes were sharp. She caught a glimpse of some blue marks on her wrist hidden in her sleeve.

"It may have happened. It's OK." She tucked up her sleeves to hide.

"Wangchuan, go and buy some medicine."

"No, in two days. No medicine." Qiao Aiyun quickly refused.

"Go ahead, what are you doing?" The old lady is cold. She has no eyes. Don't you see that she wants to talk with her alone?

Yan Wangchuan got up, "I'll buy medicine."

Then he left.

There are two people left. The old lady is smiling, but Qiao Aiyun is a little embarrassed. Her father was the one who broke the engagement. She has no face to go to Yan's family, so she has no face to face her now.

"I know what happened to you recently. This man still has to look forward."

"Well." Qiao Ai Yun fingered the teacup and didn't know how to communicate with her.

"Divorced? Are all the procedures ready? "

"Well."

"What are your plans for the future?"

Qiao Aiyun pursed her lips. "She will stay in Yuncheng in the near future. Let's graduate late. Maybe she will go back to Wusu."

"Nanjiang is good. Why don't you come here? The weather is good. It's very cold in winter in your place. " The old lady smiles kindly.

Qiao Aiyun is not stupid, nor is she a little girl who is not familiar with the world. Naturally, she can understand her meaning. "I haven't thought about it yet."

"No consideration?" The old lady frowned, "we haven't seen Wangchuan yet..."

She clenched her teeth and was swallowed again.

Qiao Aiyun lowered her head, flushed and silent.

**

At noon, Qiao Wangbei heard that old lady Yan came and rushed back from the store. They ordered a restaurant for dinner, and then went home.

Qiao brothers and sisters, watching Yan family leave, turn back to their car.

Qiao Aiyun just took a long breath. After a meal, she was very nervous.

"... what's the matter? Someone came to make trouble?" Joe looked north and started the car.

"Well." Qiao Aiyun said the matter briefly.

"The Song family is still haunted. They think that guarding the homestead is the ancestor worship? It's pedantic Who's to blame for not being able to hold on to one's ancestors?

Qiao Ai Yun wrung eyebrows, "in fact, he and I dare to deliver the property, the homestead to sell things, I was handling the transfer, consulted the people of the real estate bureau, I just moved the idea, did not say it to the outside."

"Oh - that's strange. How do those people of the Song family know?"

It is clear who informed the Song family.

Joe looked at the north and his eyes sank.

There was a dead silence in the car.

After a few seconds, Qiao Aiyun sighed, "what does he want?"

Joe looked at the north and said nothing. He grasped the steering wheel with his fingers and his eyes were sharp and deep.

**

On the other side

As soon as Mrs. Yan and Yan Wangchuan got on the bus, the old lady exploded.

"You son of a bitch, what the hell are you doing here?"

The assistant who drove the car was startled. He grabbed the hand of the steering wheel and sweating slightly.

Yan Wangchuan was silent.

"Haven't you ever confessed to her?"

Someone is still silent.

"You say something, don't you mean nothing?"

"What kind of jewelry do you want your family to send you, and to whom? Are you carrying Ai Yun behind your back and there are other women outside? "

"Give it to her." Yan Wangchuan can be regarded as a mouth, "no other women."

The tone is sonorous and forceful.

"You didn't say anything to her when you gave her everything?" The old lady frowned.

He didn't say anything. That's acquiescence.

"What did I give birth to? You're trying to piss me off. I suggested to her just now whether to come to Nanjiang for development. They said they didn't think about it at all. I guess you didn't mention it at all."

"Yan Wangchuan, as a man, you don't take the initiative. She doesn't know what you think in the bottom of her heart. At least she makes it clear. If she thinks you are good, she will think about it if she doesn't say it."

"She still has a child. I'm sure she thinks a lot about whether she can come to Nanjiang in the future, how to live and so on... You are so quiet, do you expect her to ask you first? I'll ask you, "how can she take the initiative to talk to you?"

The little assistant trembled with fright. I'm good, but the old lady is still powerful.

This is just a curse.

There's no pause.

"I thought you had been in Yuncheng for so long. I must have mentioned it to her. Don't you know how embarrassed your mother was when she said she didn't think about it?"

"Don't swear, mom."

The old lady was stunned, even more angry, "I mean your mother! I mean myself! I'm embarrassed! "

Yan Wangchuan nodded and continued to listen.

"You say you are more than 40 years old, and you don't even have a daughter-in-law. Do you think I'm really in no hurry? This girl hasn't seen her for many years. She's really changed a lot. When you contact her in private, she's so fierce?"

"No Yan Wangchuan shook his head. "It's all accidents."

"That's good. I'm afraid that she will abuse you in the future. At your age, I can't help beating you."

Yan Wangchuan's face is black again.

The assistant in front of him is holding a smile and is about to smoke.

"Wangchuan, don't blame me for my troubles. Although she was divorced once, divorce is not a big deal in today's society. She is beautiful and has money. There must be people chasing her. You must pay close attention to it."

"Don't you always hate her?" Yan Wangchuan looks indifferent, "said she refused to marry with our Yan family, no vision."

"I..." the old lady choked on him for a moment.

In those days, many people would say something about repentance, and the old lady was not happy.

"You are not angry now?" Yan Wangchuan asked.

"Who says I'm not angry? Why am I not angry? I'm so angry! Hum -- "the old lady gave a cold hum, pinched her waist and looked out of the window.

Yan Wangchuan frowned. For a moment, he couldn't figure out whether her words were true or false.

Why women talk is always uncertain and unpredictable.

But there's one thing she's right about.

She is divorced now. She must plan for the future. He needs to let her understand and think about himself.

Just how to speak

Ask Fu Chen?

It's hard to ask a younger generation for advice.

The assistant looked at the two people in the back row through the rearview mirror.

General manager Yan seldom opens his mouth, but he can choke to death with a word. The old lady is obviously very angry, and he has a cold face. His serious appearance is like thinking about national affairs.

**

After Qiao Aiyun went back, she saw several bags of woven bags in the porch and had a headache.

She has the heart to kill song Jingren at the moment. If she doesn't throw these things away, it's a pity. At this time, how can she still count on her?

"Give it to me. I'll take care of it for you." Joe looked north and squinted as if he had plans.

"Well." Qiao Aiyun just held up a rolling pin, exerting too much force. At the moment, her arm is still sore, and she wants to go back to her room to have a rest.

After she went back to the house, she called song Fengwan and asked her what she was doing. As soon as she was able to ski alone, she hung up without saying a word to her.

She had no choice but to smile. She felt that she didn't want to stay. When she went out to play, she didn't stick to her any more.

After a morning's work, she had a terrible headache. She looked down at the ointment Yan Wangchuan bought for her and put it on the bruise. She thought of his fierce appearance and laughed.

It's time to take a nap at this moment. Her arm is swollen and painful. She rubbed her arm twice and took a rest.

**

When she woke up again, it was dark outside. There were many short messages on her mobile phone and many missed calls. She had been in the police station before, and her mobile phone was specially set to silent mode. Later, when she saw old lady Yan, she forgot to adjust it.

Except song Fengwan made two phone calls, it was Secretary Zhang's.

This is song Jingren's secretary. What's the call to her.

She checked the unread information first.

First Secretary Zhang.

Madam, please show your kindness and come to the company. Mr. Qiao rushed to the office of President song, locked the door and beat President song in it

Madam, there is too much noise in it. If it goes on like this, something will happen

Please come and have a look

……

More than ten pieces of information are at two or three in the afternoon. Now it's almost six o'clock, so it's too late.

As soon as she was about to get out of bed, she saw a message from another person below.

From Yan Wangchuan.

Think about me, on the premise of marriage