Chapter 317

Is Yan Wangchuan a selfish and fatuous villain?

Even Yan Shaochen's eyelids jump when he says this. He has seen song Fengwan's hatred before. If he steals the manuscript, it's true. If it's false, he'll hit her at the muzzle of the gun?

Typical death seeking.

However, Yan Wangchuan would give her the manuscript, which surprised him.

"When did I say that my uncle was fatuous..." Yan Zhihuan scolded him, but he was beaten upside down.

"The subtext of what you said just now is that uncle Yan would take sides with me and cheat everyone with me? Or am I wrong? " Song Fengwan is not in a hurry. He walks towards her, takes the purple clay pot on the table and pours himself a glass of water.

With a natural look, Yan Zhihuan is not nervous at all

How can Yan Shaochen drink tea here?

It's really the woman that the third master likes

Calm goods.

Yan Zhihuan hesitated and couldn't find a suitable reason to explain. She was in a hurry just now. No one thought that song Fengwan's mind turned so fast, and immediately caught her mistake, "I, I just..."

"Uncle Yan has always been a strict, objective and fair man. Although he doesn't talk much, he certainly can't tell right from wrong in such a matter."

The late Song Dynasty continued to raise Yan Wangchuan.

"How long have I known him? He took more care of me because he loved me. Do you think he would give up the principles he insisted on for me?"

"Do you think I'm too important, or do you think he's too stupid?"

Yan Zhihuan's face is blue with fright. Even if she knows that she is smart, she doesn't know what to say and what to do. She is so powerful.

She can't stand it!

"By the way, one more thing..." song Fengwan took a sip of tea, "where did you find this manuscript? I'm hiding it in a drawer. If I don't look carefully, it's really hard to find it. "

"Yan Zhihuan said.

"There are many valuable things in my drawer..."

"I didn't steal from you!" Yan Zhihuan is angry, "don't change the topic."

"It's ridiculous that a thief shouts to catch a thief and slanders others when his hands and feet are not clean." Song Fengwan snorted and looked at her with scornful tone.

"Song Fengwan!" Yan Zhihuan is in a hurry. He rushes over and grabs her arm, shaking the water out of her glass.

"Yan Zhihuan, what else do you want?" The old lady was angry. "Do you still want to do it here?"

"Grandma, she's just talking nonsense. How could uncle give her such an important thing?"

Song Fengwan frowns and pulls out his arm suddenly. His strength is very strong. Yan Zhihuan can't prevent falling down.

"On this point, you can ask Uncle Yan later. Don't move your hands and feet. If you want to do it, I'll call the police immediately."

"Theft, intentional injury, how many days do you want to go in?"

Yan Zhihuan was so scared that he did not dare to touch her again.

She glared at the people in front of her, hoping to rush out and grab her face.

"When Wang Chuan comes back, the truth will come out." The old lady is very smart. Seeing song Fengwan, she knows that she is not lying. She glances at Yan Zhihuan and sighs angrily.

……

Yan Wangchuan called back in the middle of the way, but the old lady didn't say anything, just asked him to come back as soon as possible.

The boundary of Nanjiang is not big. More than 20 minutes later, Yan Wangchuan appeared in the living room.

The old lady had never been so eager to find someone to inform him. He knew that something had happened. No one in the family dared to target the old lady. That must have been to Qiao Aiyun's mother and daughter

"What's the matter?" With a deep and familiar bass, Yan Wangchuan has stepped in.

He was dressed in a stiff black suit, a white shirt pressed neatly, a dark tie meticulously, with a cold look and a windy gait.

Ordinary is a rare expression, high cold self-sustaining person, now gloomy face, but also add people to avoid the cold pride.

"I'm back." The old lady rubbed her cane with her fingers and looked as usual.

"Well." Yan Wangchuan takes a look at Qiao Aiyun.

The four eyes are opposite.

Don't open your eyes with a cold hum.

Yan Wangchuan is silly.

It's good to go out in the morning. Why are you so angry all of a sudden?

"This..." the old lady put the manuscript on the table.

"Why is my manuscript here?"

"Me too. I want to ask you." The old lady reached for the presbyopic glasses.

"I gave it to wanwan. Why is it here?" Yan Wangchuan looks at Song Fengwan.

"She took it out of my room and said I stole it." Song Fengwan shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "I told you a long time ago that this thing is too expensive for me to take. Finally, something happened. Someone took me as a thief. I guess they wanted to drive me out."

"Presumptuous, I see who dares!" Yan Wangchuan lashed out.

Yan Zhihuan's legs softened with fright.

"Uncle, I..." her tongue is astringent, I don't know how to explain.

"This is really a gift from you?" Asked the old lady.

Yan Wangchuan directly picked up the manuscript and turned to the blank space on the last page, where there were a few lines written.

A hundred feet, a step further

Signature: Yan Wangchuan.

Time: February 27.

Song Feng took the oath in a hundred days later.

"This is the day of the hundred day oath. I gave it to her personally, and I wrote a message. What's the problem?" Yan Wangchuan opened the page and threw it directly in front of Yan Zhihuan, "what did you steal at night?"

Yan Shaochen chuckled, "you just said that uncle would cooperate with him and favor her. This is uncle's handwriting. You can't fake it."

"The manuscript is here long ago. Song Fengwan doesn't have such a clever plan. I know you will steal from her. I dig a hole with my uncle in advance to let you jump in."

"It's fun now. How do you explain it?"

Yan Zhihuan was really shocked this time.

She suddenly looked up to song Fengwan, she was holding a purple sand cup, leisurely drinking tea, as if completely out of the business.

There was an inscription on the back of the manuscript. She didn't know it and waited for Yan Wangchuan to hit her in the face.

What a vicious heart.

"You're driving my daughter out?" Yan Wangchuan looked down at her, and her body trembled with fear.

"Uncle!" Yan Zhihuan's eyes are red

I was scared to cry.

"This is my home. Even if I do something wrong late, it's not your turn to tell me what to do. I want to drive her out. What are you?" Yan Wangchuan won't give her any face.

Just be jilted by daughter-in-law face, heart bottom is depressing.

"I didn't mean it. I just thought..." Yan Zhihuan said, "I didn't know you gave it to her."

She is crying. A beautiful girl is crying with tears. It's hard to avoid pity.

But Yan Wangchuan was a man with a heart of stone. She was very upset. When she cried, she frowned and was even more unhappy.

"It's you who slander others. You don't cry at night. What tears do you shed?"

“……”

Yan Zhihuan was just scared by him.

"We are a family. I need your approval to send something to my daughter?" Yan Wangchuan snorted, "what's the grudge between you and her, so that you can slander a child like this!"

Yan Zhihuan cried more fiercely.

children?

This smelly girl where is a child, just opened a bloody mouth, can eat people.

"You still cry! How nice you are. That's how you become a sister when you slander her? "

"Your conscience won't hurt!"

Yan Shaochen stood aside and almost laughed.

Good evening?

Uncle, your eyes may not be very good.

Song Fengwan took a sip of hot tea. "I heard that she likes young master Xiao very much. Even if I had a little misunderstanding with him yesterday, you don't have to aim at me like this, do you?"

Combined with Xiao Jing'an's just entering the room saying that he wanted to apologize, we quickly linked up the matter.

Yan Zhihuan really likes Xiao Jingan, which is well known, because it is not impossible to target song Fengwan like this.

"Uncle Yan, please calm down and have some tea." Song Fengwan poured a glass of water for Yan Wangchuan. "Since it's all misunderstanding, just untie it. Don't be angry."

The old lady looks at Song Fengwan.

Just now, he started to speak for Yan Zhihuan like a little tiger?

Yan Zhihuan sniffed.

She would be so kind.

Even if Yan Wangchuan is angry, he can't face song Fengwan. He reaches for the cup and drinks some tea.

"I believe my sister didn't mean to slander me, and she really thought about you..."

"Yes, yes!" Yan Zhihuan nodded repeatedly.

But then Song Feng's words changed, and she was scared.

"In fact, I don't care what my sister said about me, but she slandered me, didn't she hit my mother in the face? I'll hit you in the face, too. "

"If you didn't prove it for me this time, I would be trapped as a thief and driven out of the Yan Family..."

"Where are you and my mother going?"

Yan Zhihuan's head is blank. Looking at Yan Wangchuan's colder and colder face, his tears are hanging on his eyelashes, shaking

This woman is the devil!

"I'm really guilty of delaying your marriage. But I'm sure she's only aiming at me, not trying to ruin your marriage with my mother. "

Song Fengwan's eyebrows are curved and his face is innocent.

The old lady rubbed her cane with her fingertips and raised her eyebrows slightly.

I've known for a long time that this girl is not simple. With a few words, she even led the disaster to other places and poked Yan Wangchuan's most sensitive nerves.

Direct to minefield.

"Uncle, I really don't want to destroy your marriage, I really don't mean that..." Yan Zhihuan sobbed, scared out of his voice.

"You have the guts!" Yan Wangchuan's forehead is green.

"Uncle..." Yan Zhihuan looked at his cold face and turned to ask the old lady, "grandma, I really didn't want to destroy my uncle's wedding. I really didn't think that..."

The old lady didn't want to see her at all

"Grandma..."

"Shaochen, throw her out to me. It's dirty my house. You're not welcome in my family in the future!" Yan Wangchuan said it directly.

Yan Zhihuan's face turned pale, "uncle, I'm wrong!"

She knelt down and tried to beg Yan Wangchuan.

No coming here? What should she do in the future?

Everything she has now is given to her by the Yan family. Without the Yan family, she is nothing

Just when she was about to meet Yan Wangchuan, Yan Shaochen grabbed her arm, "don't lean over, dirty his clothes, make him anxious, I'm afraid you can't go out so unharmed."

Yan Zhihuan was stiff and did not dare to move.

No one spoke in the living room even though she cried for mercy.

When she was dragged out, Yan Wangchuan squinted at Xiao Jingan on one side.

He has been shocked by the twists and turns of things.

"Why are you here?"

"Uncle." Xiao Jing'an had a strange look on his face. He looked at him as if he was on his back and worried. "I just want to apologize to miss song. I and I will go first..."

"What happened to our family today..."

"I don't know anything, Granny Yan, I'll come to see you another day..." Xiao Jing'an left Yan's house as well.

MMP, that little girl is too fierce.

It's already got the upper hand, and it's even worse. It looks down on Yan Wangchuan and destroys the wedding. Every hat is put down. It's fatal. It's too cruel.

Xiao Jingan's back is a little chilly with the sea breeze.

Song Fengwan absolutely wanted her life.

**

At the moment, the Yan family, after this incident, all know that Yan Wangchuan is not only deeply rooted in Qiao Aiyun's love, but also loves song Fengwan, and dare not neglect them.

Qiao Aiyun is cooking in the kitchen. Yan Wangchuan stands on the side of the kitchen. He is stupid and has been despised. The old lady sits on the sofa and continues to embroider mandarin ducks on the red satin.

Song Fengwan was in the yard, helping Yan Shaochen transplant the rich trees into a new flowerpot.

"You were too cruel to Yan Zhihuan just now." Yan Shaochen took a shovel and loosened the soil beside the basin.

"When my mother and I first entered the Yan family, many people were eyeing us. This time, we happened to be Liwei, and let some people know that we are not easy to bully."

"Besides, we have to be more ruthless in attacking the enemy."

"Let them know for the first time that they are afraid. If they beat her, they will not dare to make a mistake! Yes, younger brother

Yan Shaochen's back is cold.

brother?

He can't promise.

Song Fengwan may have long wanted to set an example to the Yan family. Yan Zhihuan was completely hit by the muzzle of the gun. He really deserved it.