Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

A tea room in Yuncheng

Qiao Aiyun's fingertips were trembling, she squeezed a little Tieguanyin, put it into the purple sand pot, poured some boiling water, waited until the tea leaves were brewed, and then said, "Aunt Yan, you drink tea."

The group of them had just come out of the police station, and with the testimony of Mrs. Yan, the group of people had no choice but to slander her, and they wanted to extort some medical expenses.

This old lady Yan is a stubborn stubble, so she said something directly.

"Need compensation? Then let's go to court and see how you behaved in other people's homes, beat people with your hands, and damaged a lot of furniture. How do you need compensation?"

"If you are not afraid of lawsuits, you can go straight to the legal process."

"I also want to see, 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 strikes, she will be red, swollen and bruised, and her tendons and bones will not be injured.

"I asked for a million. After the injury test, if it's not worth the money, I will sue you for blackmail!"

"One million? I also want to see how many years you can get sentenced?"

When this group of people arrived at the police station, they still wanted to mess around, but Mrs. Yan had a tough attitude. When the three of them heard that they were going to jail, they immediately gave up. They didn't even get their medical expenses, and they left after reconciliation.

The old lady glanced at Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan, "You two come out with me."

After arriving at the tea room, Qiao Aiyun dared to take the seat opposite to Mrs. Yan after Mrs. Yan sat down, while Yan Wangchuan was next to his mother.

The atmosphere was once very awkward.

**

Mrs. Yan picked up the purple sand teacup and took a sip slowly, "This tea is not bad."

Qiao Aiyun brushed her hair, she was a bit ruthless just now, her hair was messed up, even though she tidied it up, she still felt ashamed.

"As long as you like it."

"You have a heart, remember that I like to drink Tieguanyin." The old lady sighed, "It's still my daughter who is caring. I don't expect my family to be so young."

Qiao Aiyun remained silent.

"Have we not seen each other for many years?" The old lady looked calm.

"More than twenty years."

"You've changed a lot."

Qiao Aiyun froze, thinking she was mentioning the matter just now, she panicked with embarrassment, "Auntie, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Hmm." Madam Yan stared at her back, and couldn't help feeling that she was still pretty.

Qiao's family members are all good-looking, almost all have a pair of phoenix eyes, beautiful and majestic. When Qiao Aiyun was young, some people said that she was too charming, and she was afraid that she would be uncomfortable in the room.

The old lady didn't think so, she was born with a natural appearance, and being beautiful was not a sin, she just liked beautiful people and looked comfortable.

"Mom, why are you here?" Yan Wangchuan asked only now.

"You were a big hit on TV before, but now that I'm out, everyone I know asks me if something good is coming for you, what do you think I should say?"

Yan Wangchuan was at a loss for words.

"I went out to avoid the limelight."

"I just didn't expect that, after seeing each other for more than 20 years, how could this girl become so vicious? Seeing how viciously she hits people, I'm so good, it almost scared me out of a heart attack."

As the old lady said, she picked up the cup and drank the tea, suppressing her shock.

Yan Wangchuan: "You have changed too."

"Huh?" The old lady laughed, what changed in me?

"The hair is bent."

The old lady smiled, "Oh, it's been a long time since I saw her? I specially ordered new cotton clothes for coming to Yuncheng, and I got a perm. I also have to dress up, or I will be rude."

"Look old."

The old lady was taken aback, "Get out of here immediately!"

Yan Wangchuan stood still, selfishly feeling that his mother was really difficult to serve.

**

In a blink of an eye, Qiao Aiyun came back, she washed her hands and tidied up a little.

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

Qiao Aiyun was a little stunned, why did she pull her hair, "It's very beautiful, this hairstyle makes you look very young."

The old lady gave Yan Wangchuan a hard look, her eyes clearly said:

See, this is the one who can talk.

Stupid as hell.

Yan Wangchuan frowned: Why are women unwilling to listen to the truth?

"Hey, did you hurt your hand?" The old lady's eyes were sharp, and she caught a glimpse of some bruises on her wrist hidden in her sleeve.

"Maybe it happened, it's okay." She rolled up her sleeves to cover it.

"Wangchuan, go buy some medicine."

"No, it will be fine in two days, no need to apply medicine." Qiao Aiyun hastily declined.

"Go, why are you standing there?" The old lady snorted coldly. Didn't you see that she wants to chat with her alone?

Yan Wangchuan stood up, "I'm going to buy medicine."

After finishing speaking, I left.

There were two people left behind, the old lady had a smile on her face, but Qiao Aiyun was a little ashamed, her father was the one who broke up the engagement back then, she had no face to go to Yan's house, so naturally she has no face to face her now.

"I know what happened to you recently, this man, you still have to look forward."

"Hmm." Qiao Aiyun stroked the teacup with her fingers, completely unsure how to communicate with her.

"The marriage is divorced? Are the procedures done?"

"Ok."

"What are your plans for the future?"

Qiao Aiyun pursed her lips, "I will stay in Yuncheng in the near future, and I may return to Wusu when I graduate later."

"Nanjiang is not bad, why don't you come here? The weather is also good, and your place is very cold in winter." The old lady smiled kindly.

Qiao Aiyun is not stupid, nor is she a little girl ignorant of the world, so she naturally understands what she means, "I haven't considered it yet."

"Didn't think about it?" The old lady frowned, "Our Wangchuan hasn't..."

She gritted her teeth, and the words were swallowed back.

Qiao Aiyun lowered her head, blushed, and remained silent.

**

At noon, Qiao Wangbei heard that Mrs. Yan was coming, so he rushed back from the store. The four of them booked a restaurant for dinner, and then went home separately.

The brothers and sisters of the Qiao family watched the Yan family leave before turning back to their car.

Only then did Qiao Aiyun let out a long sigh of relief, and after a meal, she was extremely nervous.

"...What's going on, someone came to make trouble?" Qiao Wangbei started the car.

"En." Qiao Aiyun briefly explained the matter.

"The Song family is still lingering, thinking that guarding the homestead is a respect for the ancestors? It's just pedantic!" I can't keep the ancestral property, who is to blame?

Qiao Aiyun frowned, "Actually, he and I dared to hand over the property. As for the sale of the homestead, I just consulted the people in the real estate bureau when I was handling the transfer.

"Heh - this is strange, how did the people of the Song family know!"

It is clear who informed the Song family.

Qiao Wangbei's eyes sank.

There was a dead silence in the carriage.

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

Qiao Wangbei didn't make a sound, his fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes were sharp and deep.

**

the other side

As soon as Mrs. Yan and Yan Wangchuan got into the car, the old lady exploded.

"You bastard, what are you doing here!"

The little assistant who was driving was taken aback and sweated a little while holding the steering wheel.

Yan Wangchuan remained silent.

"Haven't you confessed to her until now?"

Someone is still silent.

"You said something, didn't you mean nothing?"

"Then what jewelry did you ask your family to send you, and who did you send it to? Could it be that you are behind Ai Yun's back, and there are other women outside?"

"Give it to her." Yan Wangchuan said, "There are no other women."

The tone is sonorous and powerful.

"Everything was delivered, but you didn't say anything to her?" The old lady frowned.

If he didn't speak, that was the default.

"What the hell happened to me? You're trying to piss me off. I suggested to her just now whether she should come to Nanjiang for development. They said they didn't think about it at all. I guessed that 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 your heart. At least she can say it clearly. If she thinks you are good, she will think about it without saying anything."

"She still has a child, so she must have thought a lot about whether she can come to Nanjiang in the future, how to live, etc... You are silent, and you expect her to ask you first? I will ask you, what should she do?" Take the initiative to mention it to you?"

The little assistant was trembling with fright, I'll be good, the old lady is still amazing.

This is a scolding meal.

Without pause.

"I thought you've been in Yuncheng for so long, so you must have mentioned it to her. Don't you know how embarrassing your mother and I were when she said she didn't think about it?"

"Mom, don't swear."

The old lady was taken aback, and became even more annoyed, "I mean your mother! I mean myself! I'm embarrassed!"

Yan Wangchuan nodded and continued to listen to the training.

"You said that you are over forty and don't even have a daughter-in-law. You think I'm not in a hurry. I haven't seen this girl for many years, and she has really changed a lot. When you met in private, she was also so aggressive?"

"No." Yan Wangchuan shook his head, "It was all an accident."

"That's good. I'm afraid she will abuse you in the future. You are so old, you can't help but beat me."

Yan Wangchuan's face turned dark again.

The assistant in front suffocated his laughter, almost bursting out of laughter.

"Wang Chuan, don't blame me for being troublesome. Although she has been divorced once, divorce is not a big deal in today's society. She is beautiful and rich. Someone must be chasing her. You must hurry up."

"Didn't you always hate her?" Yan Wangchuan looked indifferent, "She said she refused to marry our Yan family, she has no vision."

"I..." The old lady was choked by him and was speechless for a moment.

In those days, many people would make irresponsible remarks about regretting a marriage, and the old lady was naturally unhappy.

"Are you not angry now?" Yan Wangchuan asked.

"Who said I'm not angry anymore, why should I not be angry, I'm so angry! Humph—" the old lady snorted coldly, pinched her waist and looked out the window.

Yan Wangchuan frowned, momentarily unable to figure out whether her words were true or not.

Why do women always talk in uncertain weather and elusive.

But there was one thing she was right about.

He can't stay still, she is divorced now, and she must plan for the future, he needs to let her understand that it's time for her to think about herself.

just how to speak...

Ask Fu Chen?

I really can't open my mouth to ask a junior for advice.

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

President Yan usually seldom speaks, but he can choke people to death with a single sentence. The old lady is obviously very angry, and he himself has a cold face. His serious appearance seems to be thinking about national affairs.

**

After Qiao Aiyun went back, she felt a headache when she saw several bags of woven bags at the entrance.

She has the heart to kill Song Jingren at this moment. She didn't throw these things away, so it's considered a little bit of affection. At this time, she is still plotting against her?

"Give this to me, and I'll help you deal with it." Qiao Wangbei squinted his eyes, as if he had a plan.

"En." Qiao Aiyun held up the rolling pin just now, and she used too much force. At this moment, her arms are still sore, and she wants to go back to her room to rest.

After she returned to the house, she called Song Fengwan and asked her what she was doing. She had just been able to ski alone, and she hung up the phone without saying a word to her.

She smiled helplessly, feeling that the female university was not good enough to stay, and she would not stick to her anymore after going out to play around.

After what happened early in the morning, she had a terrible headache. She looked down at the ointment Yan Wangchuan bought for her, and applied it on the bruise. Thinking of his angry appearance just now, she smiled to herself.

It was time for a nap at the moment, and her arms were swollen and painful. After rubbing her arms twice, she fell asleep and rested.

**

When she woke up again, it was dark outside. There were many text messages and missed calls on her mobile phone. She was in the police station before, and her mobile phone was specially set to silent mode. After seeing Mrs. Yan again, she forgot Get adjusted.

Except that Song Fengwan made two phone calls, which belonged to Secretary Zhang.

Song Jingren's secretary, why call her?

She checked the unread messages first.

Secretary Zhang first.

【Madam, I beg you to show kindness and come to the company to have a look. Mr. Qiao went to the company, rushed to Mr. Song's office, locked the door behind him, and beat Mr. Song inside. 】

[Ma'am, there is too much movement inside, if this continues, something will happen. 】

[I beg you, please come and have a look. 】

...

The dozen or so messages were all from two or three o'clock in the afternoon. It's almost six o'clock now, so it's too late.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, she saw another person's message below.

From Yanwangchuan.

[Think about me, on the premise of getting married. 】

Hey, the mother and son of the Yan family are really fun...

Brother Yan and Uncle Qiao are both people who do big things, haha

**

Continue to ask for a monthly ticket~

Senior Brother Yan needs votes of encouragement, right Senior Brother!

Brother Yan: (T^T)