Chapter 256

Yuncheng Airport

Song Fengwan helped the old lady of Yan family to get on the bus first. She came here with many Nanjiang specialties, and the trunk almost couldn't fit. After four people got on the bus, Yan Wangchuan drove, and the strange man naturally sat in the co driver.

Before leaving the airport, the road was a bit congested. Yan Wangchuan grasped the steering wheel and looked at the people on one side, "it's hard for you this time."

"Yes, it's just that there's nothing wrong with the holiday. Huang's mother has gone home too. Grandma is not at ease when she comes home alone." The man's voice was light and light, and he spoke very politely to Yan Wangchuan.

"When are you going back?"

Song Fengwan looks down and smiles.

They kindly send granny Yan to come here, and drive people away without getting hot in the car?

The man seemed to be used to Yan Wangchuan's chatting style, not surprised or angry, "I'll check the ticket later."

"There is no one in Shaochen's family. They used to celebrate the new year in our family. Otherwise, don't go back and stay together." The old lady suggested.

Song Fengwan raises his eyebrows slightly. His name is

Yan Shaochen?

"No, I have something else to do when I go back." Yan Shaochen has taken out his mobile phone and started to check the ticket.

"Your parents are all abroad. Why do you go back alone? Don't listen to your uncle The old lady snorted.

"I..." before Yan Shaochen opened his mouth, he was blocked by a sentence from Yan Wangchuan.

"If he wants to go back, why do you force him to stay?"

Song Fengwan was stunned. It's hard for everyone to be polite, so we should seal his mouth. He can't talk.

"Shaochen, you stay in Yuncheng and be with grandma." The old lady wished she could kill Yan Wangchuan. "Don't pay attention to your uncle. He is stupid and doesn't talk at ordinary times. This mouth can make people angry to death!"

Song Fengwan nodded his head, and the conclusion was in place.

Because of the old lady, song Fengwan didn't feel boring on the way back, but she also knew the identity of Yan Shaochen.

He and Yan's family are distant relatives. His great grandfather and Yan Wangchuan's grandfather are uncles and brothers. Later, the war broke down, and it was after the millennium when they got in touch.

This relative is a little far away, but according to his seniority, he should call uncle Yan Wangchuan.

Yan Wangchuan has never been married, and the old lady has no grandchildren. She takes Yan Shaochen as her grandson. He often accompanies her after work, which is obviously better than Yan Wangchuan in speaking, liking and close relationship.

He didn't start his career in Yan's group. Instead, he set up a small studio and also engaged in jewelry design. Listening to the conversation, it seems that he won a design award some time ago.

Song Fengwan bows his head to send a message to Qiao Aiyun, informing her that someone else will go, lest she is not prepared.

**

Qiao's

Qiao Aiyun is really unprepared. There are more people here, and they are relatives of the Yan family. When we meet for the first time, we must make good preparations. She plans to cook another two hard dishes. In a twinkling of an eye, four people will arrive.

"Auntie." Qiao Aiyun is still a little nervous in the face of the old lady.

"Cooking? What are you doing with this? We can eat out. " Although the old lady said so, she was happy in the bottom of her heart. At least Qiao Aiyun had a heart.

There's a hostess in this family, but it's different.

"It's OK. It's no trouble. Please come inside."

Qiao Aiyun calls Yan Shaochen into the room by the way, "you also come in quickly."

"This is Shaochen." The old lady said, "young minister, this is what I mentioned to you..."

"Well, great aunt." Yan Shaochen is a good follower.

Yan Wangchuan reminds a on the side, "he calls me uncle."

Joe Aiyun's ears are hot. He wants to say that the title is symmetrical and lovers.

After several people sit down, Qiao Aiyun continues to work in the kitchen. Yan Wangchuan originally wanted to go to the kitchen to help. He broke a plate and was driven out. The old lady went to the kitchen to have a look.

Qiao Aiyun is lowering her head to clean up the tiles on the ground, "Wangchuan hasn't been in the kitchen, you can bear more."

"Nothing." Qiao Aiyun really wants to reprimand the person who has come to help, but his mother is here. She can't speak.

Since he came into her house, he had changed two sets of porcelain bowls. He broke the dishes. Qiao Aiyun was not surprised.

**

When Yan Wangchuan went out, song Fengwan and Yan Shaochen were watching TV in the living room.

They sit quite far away. Song Fengwan controls the remote control. Although Yan Shaochen is drinking tea, he looks at Song Fengwan from time to time.

Almost all Yan family members are curious about them, especially Qiao Aiyun, what charm can make Yan Wangchuan wait so long.

"Are you a senior three this year?" Yan Shaochen suddenly spoke.

"Well." Song Fengwan was not familiar with him, so he must be on guard.

"Liberal arts and science?"

"Liberal arts." Like most of the girls, Song Feng had difficulty in learning mathematics and chemistry in his later years, and he chose liberal arts in high school.

"I heard that you got good grades. How do you choose to study art?"

Before Song Fengwan spoke, Yan Wangchuan coughed and sat down on the sofa between them, interrupting their conversation.

"Shaochen, you talk a little too much today."

Yan Shaochen was stunned. He just asked two words casually. How could he talk too much?

Even if Miss Song will be his daughter in the future, there is no reason to protect her like this.

He's not a human dealer?

"Uncle, you haven't been back to Nanjiang recently. Many people see me and are asking for your information." Yan Shaochen angrily digs off the topic.

"Inquire about me?" Yan Wangchuan bows slightly, almost blocking all Yan Shaochen's sight.

"It's not going to be new year's day. I think I want to give you a present."

"It's no use asking. I never accept gifts."

Yan Shaochen's words stopped, and song Fengwan was so tongue tied that he once again killed the chat.

"By the way, which school do you want to go to in the future? Do you have a goal?" Yan Shaochen can only look at Song Fengwan again.

"It depends on the results of school enrollment." Song Fengwan kept tuning the channel.

Yan Wangchuan is a cold eye shot in the past, Falcon sharp cold, Yan Shaochen breathing a deep, this is a naked warning?

Those who have seen protecting Duzi are those who have not seen their stepfather, but they have not become stepfather. They just protect their daughter.

At the moment, song Fengwan's mobile phone vibrates. She runs to the second floor with her mobile phone and answers the phone as she walks, "hello --"

Yan Shaochen picked her eyebrows and eyes slightly. Her voice was suddenly soft and tender. It was totally different from when she was talking. Could it be

"Young minister?" Yan Wangchuan interrupted his thoughts.

"Uncle."

"How was the year?"

"Not bad..."

……

Under the cover of Yan Wangchuan, song Fengwan has already run back to the house to answer the phone. When he talks about meeting people, he naturally talks about Yan Shaochen.

**

Yunjin capital

Shifang and Qianjiang are still waiting for Fu Chen to assign tasks. Look, he is talking on the phone with song Fengwan, so he stands quietly.

Shifang poked the people around him, "Lao Jiang, it's a good time for us to come."

"The third master is in a bad mood recently. I'm still wondering if he will be scolded for coming to get the documents, but as long as he has called Miss Song, he is in a surprisingly good mood."

"It's no wonder I'm very lucky today."

"You'll speak later." Qianjiang lowers his voice.

"Yes." Ten sides agreed.

When Fu Chen hung up, the ten sides were busy and said, "three..."

"Pa --" Fu Shen raised his hand and threw the mobile phone directly on the table. He raised his eyelids and looked at Shifang, "what do you say?"

There are two words in the bottom of my heart: lying trough!

Why are you suddenly angry?

Miss Song stays at home well, and there won't be any problems? It's only been a long time since I went back. I don't think there will be any rival.

"No... nothing?" Ten sides now think it's most important to run for life.

"Since it's OK, what are you doing here?"

"We'll go right away." Ten directions pull the Qianjiang River and rush out.

"Stop." Fu Chen suddenly spoke again.

"Third Master, what else can I do for you?" Ten party smile flatter, MMP, he fell in love, they do these subordinates have to be scared.

"Help me find someone."

The pupil of ten directions is dilated. Is it really a rival?

Isn't this Yan Wangchuan's only son? Where did you come from?

"When I asked you to investigate Yan Wangchuan, why didn't I mention that there was such a person in the Yan family?" Fu Chen clenched his teeth. If he was a child, it would be nothing more than 20 years old. According to song Fengwan's description, he was just a person... Thing.

Ten sides are really aggrieved, "Third Master, even the political trial can't reach other people's grandfather's uncles and brothers. This relationship is too bad."

"Do you have any more reason?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Ten square just want to open mouth to explain, Qian Jiang covers his mouth, directly dragged the person away.

This kind of time, say what words will be scolded, this has no brain.