Chapter 209

It's snowing all over the house, and the cold wind carries the wind.

Inside the house, the smell of food has come from the kitchen. Song Fengwan and Yan Wangchuan are sitting on the sofa, and the night news is playing on TV. Although they are sitting together, they have their own thoughts.

It's just that Qiao Aiyun is still in the living room, and no one dares to mention it.

Song Fengwan was still in a great shock. It took a long time for him to accept Yan Wangchuan's secret marriage.

"Late..." Qiao Aiyun suddenly called her.

As soon as song Fengwan got up, Yan Wangchuan got up like a conditioned reflex and stared at her, startling her.

"Uncle Yan, my mother called me that." Song Feng coughed twice in the evening. He was very embarrassed.

Yan Wangchuan gave her a deep look.

Song Fengwan is so nervous that he swallows. Is he warning her?

She trotted into the kitchen.

"Help me to carry out the meal. Slow down and don't burn it."

Song Fengwan just about to start, a pair of more generous palms stretched over, took the hot soup bowl, "hot, I come."

Yan Wangchuan didn't speak any more and silently brought all the meals to the table.

After the three sat down, they didn't talk much during the meal. Only Yan Wangchuan kept bringing food to their mother and daughter, but he didn't eat much.

"Elder martial brother, you can eat by yourself. Wan Wan and I are not children. We will clip what we want."

Yan Wangchuan was silent.

When they're finished, he'll clean up.

"Enough to eat?" Qiao Aiyun helped him pour a glass of water, "why didn't you eat just now? Now you eat so clean."

"You haven't eaten all day. I'll stick to you first. I can eat anything."

Qiao Aiyun only felt sour and astringent, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Song Fengwan drinks a cup of yogurt, compares him with song Jingren, and suddenly feels very bad.

At that time, she and Fu Chen went to the police station together, and Yan Wangchuan almost fought with Jiang Zhiqiang. That kind of local ruffian and hooligan was careless. For him, kidnapping and even obscenity were nothing.

When Yan Wangchuan heard him speak, he blew up. In addition, Qiao Wangbei was also there. At that time, a group of police urged him to stop them.

She knows that Yan Wangchuan protects himself, but he loves his family. Even so, she also knows that he treats her sincerely.

She used to think that Yan Wangchuan was rigid, serious and uninteresting, but now she thinks that such a serious person may give her mother the greatest sense of security.

If two people really come together, she has no problem.

That is

That's very flattering.

People with long eyes can see that he is chasing Qiao Aiyun, but he doesn't show it at all, that is, the kiss is stolen.

Song Fengwan was so surprised that he thought about how to enlighten him.

**

After dinner, Qiao Aiyun is responsible for washing dishes and sending them back to bed.

But she didn't understand. The two men were standing in the corridor on the second floor.

The dim light in the corridor sets off Yan Wangchuan's face more and more.

"Uncle Yan, it's time for me to go back to my room. It's late." Song Fengwan stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes, which made him feel embarrassed.

After a long time, someone said, "keep it secret."

Song Fengwan lifted her eyelids to see her. Her eyes were bright and bright. Her Phoenix eyes were slender and slightly narrowed. She looked like a little fox. "Why should I help you keep secret? What qualifications do you have to ask me if you have done something bad?"

"You did." Yan Wangchuan pecked at her mouth, not sure whether song Fengwan really saw it.

"What's the matter, you still want to kill people?" Song Fengwan picks eyebrows.

Yan Wangchuan pursed his lips with a chill.

He didn't deal with the situation and didn't know what to do.

After more than ten seconds, he said three words coldly.

"Don't say it."

"What if I said it?" Song Fengwan had a heart to amuse him.

"I know your secret." Yan Wangchuan has always been upright, like Mount Tai.

"My secret?" Song Fengwan laughs lightly.

"You and Fu Shen."

Song Fengwan's smile froze.

Is he threatening her?

"I'm back in my room. You should rest early." Yan Wangchuan said directly back to the room to rest.

Song Feng stood in the corridor in the evening and didn't recover for a long time.

How does he know? Did he see it just now?

She ran back to the room, locked the door and called Fu Chen.

Fu Chen just got home at the moment. Huaisheng was sleeping on his bed. When he fell asleep, he was still holding a wooden fish. "Hello, late."

"Third brother, how does uncle Yan know about me and you?"

Fu Chen picks eyebrows, "what do you mean?"

Song Fengwan truthfully told him what happened in the evening, but Fu Shen said with a smile, "don't be afraid of him, even if he knows it, he doesn't dare to say it."

"Really not?"

"Just to scare you." Fu Shen and Yan Wangchuan reach a united front, and they know too many secrets. If he really dares to break them, he will not only make song Fengwan resent, but also shake out his own secrets.

Although his EQ is not high, he is a real businessman.

You can't do a loss business.

"Since he doesn't dare, why threaten me? It's childish." Song Feng groaned twice in the evening and kept kicking the quilt.

Fu Chen just laughed, chatted with her, told her to go to bed earlier, and then hung up.

He went to the bed and tried to pull out the wooden fish, but he refused to let go.

"Pregnant?" Fu Shen called to him in a low voice, sleeping with a piece of wood, but he didn't feel scared?

Huai Sheng turns over and hugs the wooden fish.

Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, wrote a note and put it at the head of the bed.

Third uncle went to bed late last night. He had to go out for morning class

As a result, early the next morning, Huaisheng went to the living room with little wooden fish for morning class, which made the Fu family collapse. Fu Yuxiu almost didn't strangle him.

It's endless.

Why does his third uncle like such a unlucky child.

**

With the bankruptcy and liquidation of the song group, the kidnapping case of song Jingren gradually faded out of people's sight. The building of the song group alone was worth a lot of money and almost offset the debt.

On the day of song's group's delisting, the media carried out special reports on this once leading tycoon in Yuncheng, which naturally included song Jingren's private, and inevitably involved song Fengwan.

However, the media is still conscience, did not put photos, using a pseudonym.

In the school studio, many people know song Fengwan's identity and background, but the students feel that they are far away from them and occasionally gossip. After a long time, they have other things to attract their attention, so they don't care about them any more.

It had little influence on Song Feng's late arrival.

When the Song family came to an end, Mrs. Yan decided to return to Nanjiang the next day.

She was very old. Yan Wangchuan didn't trust her and naturally wanted to send her back.

The early morning flight, Qiao people naturally want to see off.

**

On the 8:30 flight, the party arrived at the airport at 7:00 and waited in the lounge.

The old lady has been holding song Fengwan's hand, "go and apply for our Nanjiang art academy. It's good to have a try."

Eight domestic art academies, including Nanjiang.

"Well." Song Fengwan couldn't resist her, so he could only nod his head.

"When your college entrance examination is over, I'll move to Nanjiang with your mother for a while. It's much better than here. It's so cold that I dare not go out." The old lady clung to her hand and refused to let it go.

"Well."

"Ai Yun, do you hear me? Come to Nanjiang late in summer vacation. " The old lady didn't know when her wooden son would be able to catch up with others. She could only do her best to help.

"Good." Qiao Ai Yun also can't refute, can nod to agree only.

She sat next to Yan Wangchuan, and he was still as quiet as before.

Qiao Aiyun cleared her throat, "you go back to take good care of your aunt, and pay more attention to your health." She exchanged a few polite greetings.

"I'll be back as soon as possible." Yan Wangchuan took a cold chance.

The atmosphere of the whole lounge suddenly became a little strange.

Except for Qiao Aiyun, who has a face of horror, and Yan Wangchuan, who has no expression all the time, other people are holding a smile.

"... I know you're busy with your work. In fact, you don't have to go all the way here." Qiao Aiyun would like to drill her head into the crack of the ground. This man is talking nonsense. Can she talk well.

I didn't answer the question every time.

"You don't want me to come?" Yan Wangchuan's face was serious and his tone was heavy.

Song Fengwan laughs directly.

It must have been the same with the original proposal.

She didn't know before, and there was this kind of operation, 666

Qiao Aiyun's scalp is numb. She can't answer this question at all. She can't say that she really doesn't want him to come. She can only harden her head and say, "I don't mean that."

"I wish I had come." Yan Wangchuan summed up in one sentence.

Song Fengwan is going crazy. This kind of operation is really OK.

"But you have to deal with the things that should be dealt with. You have to work hard and don't forget the important things." What else can Qiao Aiyun say? She really has nothing to do with Yan Wangchuan.

"Well, I understand."

Qiao Aiyun feels that this topic has finally stopped, and dares to take a long breath. Yan Wangchuan's next words make her face blush again.

"Decorate the new house and prepare for the betrothal gifts. I'll bring my Hukou book next time I come here. I won't forget this important thing."

Qiao Aiyun can't laugh or cry.

She asked him to work hard. What did he say.

"Do you have registered residence in Yuncheng or Wu Su, you must get the certificate in the registered residence of both sides, do you need to go to Wu Su? Or are you going back to Nanjiang with me? " When Yan Wangchuan said these words, he was very serious.

Qiao Aiyun pinched her eyebrows. "I'll go out for a breath."

"I'll be with you."

Yan Wangchuan just got up, Qiao Aiyun came directly, "you sit down for me!"

He was stunned for a second and sat down.

Old lady Yan is stunned. This boy has never been so obedient. He is as stubborn as a bull. He knows the truth of death. If he disagrees with her and never compromises, how could he be so obedient?

It's really one thing down one thing.

**

After Qiao Aiyun went out, thinking about the conversation just now, she still couldn't laugh or cry.

More than ten minutes later, Qiao Aiyun entered the lounge.

They almost had to check in, and they had to queue up for security check. It took a little time. After saying goodbye, they all left the rest room for Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun.

Yan Wangchuan: "I'm leaving."

"Well, have a good trip."

Then there was a long silence.

Until Song Feng came in late at the door, they seemed to keep the same posture.

"You've been standing here?" Song Feng frowns at night. They have been out for seven or eight minutes. What are they doing.

"Can you do it?" Qiao Aiyun can't laugh or cry. Is this girl thinking about something in a mess.

This is not the first time to tease her. I'm more and more daring.

"Uncle Yan, didn't you take the initiative that night? Why don't you move? " Song Fengwan smiles.

Like a little fox.

Yan Wangchuan is stiff all over, holding his computer bag in a cold sweat.

"What night?" Qiao Aiyun didn't know what to say.

"Just..." song Fengwan smiles brightly at Yan Wangchuan, "Uncle Yan, did he not tell you that time? Do you want to admit it

A tight string in Yan Wangchuan's mind broke in an instant, and his brain appeared a short blank, while the prankster had already run out.

Qiao Aiyun was stunned. "Ha ha, elder martial brother, don't care. That girl must be talking nonsense..."

The atmosphere was stagnant, and she wanted to find a step for each other.

"What... Aunt has been waiting outside for a long time. I'll go out first." Qiao Aiyun coughed twice and turned to walk out.

An old face flushed with shame, stealing a kiss?

Elder martial brother Yan?

Is that all right? Can he do such a thing?

Qiao Aiyun thinks in her heart that she should clean up song Fengwan later. She teased her before, but now she talks freely. Who lent her bear heart and leopard gall.

Before she got to the door, she only heard the sound of footsteps behind her and turned around

Yan Wangchuan looks cold and heavy.

Strong approach.