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

Yan's Group Branch

After Jiang Ershao sent the black-bellied couple away, he devoted himself to preparing for Yan Wangchuan's inspection.

"Second Young Master, when will Mr. Yan come over?"

"Yeah, I have a report here that I haven't finished. I have to estimate his time and consider whether to work overtime tonight."

"Wan Duzi, I haven't figured out the plan for the Qixi Festival event yet."

...

Everyone was muttering, but Jiang Ershao kept wondering who Song Fengwan was thinking of. They had worked together for almost 5 years, so it stands to reason that he knew her friends and competitors well.

He thought he knew Song Fengwan very well, but Fu Chen directly stabbed him.

"You don't know that person because..."

"But not you."

Damn, he won't listen, he won't listen!

Second Young Master Jiang packed up his things, "I'll go out for a while, you hurry up and finish what you're doing, if Mr. Yan catches you, I won't be able to save you."

He found a friend who is good at network marketing, a Weibo big V, and wanted to ask a question about Su Chen.

While waiting for the elevator, he hummed briskly.

In fact, since Fu Chen intervened in the matter of plagiarism, there was nothing to worry about. He just didn't want to be like a fool, and then he would only say "Fuck".

"The weather is so sunny today, everywhere is beautiful, la la la..."

The car key was wrapped around his finger and kept turning, but as soon as the door was opened...

His face turned pale with fright.

There were six or seven people standing inside. The leader was a man in a black suit. He was past the age of knowing his destiny.

Second Young Master Jiang was so frightened that his fingers trembled, and the key was thrown out in an instant, hitting his chest so hard that he couldn't die, and fell to the ground with a "boom."

The people behind took a breath at the same time.

"Mr. Yan!" Second Young Master Jiang was startled.

Taciturn, with scarce expressions, is it Yan Wangchuan or someone else!

Yan Wangchuan bent down to pick up the key, on which was hung a pendant made of cartoon pictures by Song Fengwan, and there were a few words, [Wanwan, you work hard to fly forward, I will always be with you forever. 】

He frowned, what the hell.

"Mr. Yan, hehe, this is..." Second Young Master Jiang was about to cry.

I go!

After smashing Yan Wangchuan and being seen by him, is he going to die suddenly on the spot today?

Or just pretend to be heatstroke now, and pass out directly.

Yan Wangchuan didn't speak, and walked directly into the office.

Office workers, like students, are most afraid of a surprise attack by the leader. The atmosphere was still good, but the temperature in the entire office dropped a bit after being frightened by him.

Yan Wangchuan just glanced at the crowd lightly.

"Mr. Yan, Teacher Song is not here. He just went out." Jiang Er didn't dare to address Wanwan in front of Yan Wangchuan, and he would be beaten to death.

"Yeah." Yan Wangchuan pushed the door open and entered a conference room. After he sat down, the men who came with him took their seats one by one, and placed documents on their computers, looking nervous and solemn as if a big event was imminent.

And right after, there was a half-grown child...

Yan Chi!

"Hi, Xiao Chi is here too." Second Young Master Jiang greeted him bravely.

"Second brother Jiang."

Every time Jiang Er Shao saw Xiao Yan Xiansen, he always felt that this child was probably the one favored by God. He was under ten years old at the time and was in the fourth grade of elementary school. However, he was much taller than ordinary children of the same age, and his legs were especially long.

Participated in provincial and municipal swimming competitions and won prizes.

How did the child's legs grow? Even if you take hormones, you can't just grow your legs.

He sat next to Yan Wangchuan, "Dad, show me the keychain."

Yan Wangchuan gave him the key before looking at Second Young Master Jiang seriously.

"Assistant Jiang."

"I'm here." Every time Jiang Ershao faced Yan Wangchuan, he couldn't help being terrified.

"The plagiarism has been fermenting for so long, what is your solution?"

Yan Wangchuan's family came back to Beijing for a period of time almost every summer vacation. This time, it was just because of the plagiarism incident. It was no secret in the company. Someone found out that it had affected Song Fengwan and reported it to him immediately.

"There is no plan yet." Jiang Ershao lowered his head.

"No plan?" Yan Wangchuan said with a cold face, "Is this how you work?"

"not me……"

"I don't want to hear your explanation!" Yan Wangchuan interrupted him, "So I brought my team of lawyers here, and I hope the matter can be resolved today."

Yan Wangchuan has always been a simple, direct, rough and decisive person.

"Actually, this is Teacher Song's decision, I just..." Jiang Ershao tried to explain.

"It's your job responsibility to deal with this matter well, and you're putting it off until Wanwan now?"

Second Young Master Jiang almost wanted to cry, that's not the case at all.

At this moment, Yan Wangchuan's cell phone vibrated, and he glanced at the caller ID, "Hello—wanwan..."

The voice was obviously softer than before.

Jiang Er silently complained in his heart: double standard.

"So it's like this, I understand, then you can handle this matter yourself, I won't interfere..."

The corner of Jiang Ershao's mouth twitched violently twice.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Wangchuan didn't have anything to do if he stayed here, so he got up and planned to leave.

"Second brother Jiang, your key." Yan Chi handed him the key.

"My stuff..." Second Young Master Jiang found that the keychain on it was gone.

"In such a serious place in the company, your things are too serious." Yan Wangchuan said bluntly, "Tell me, where did this thing come from?"

"I..." Second Young Master Jiang almost wanted to cry. I would be guilty of making a keychain myself. "This is a small souvenir made by our studio after Mr. Song won the Heming Cup."

"Is there any more?"

"some!"

"Bring them all to me. This is the office area. This thing is too bad." Yan Wangchuan looked stern, not joking.

Jiang Ershao could only bring him some of his own stocks.

"This kind of thing is not allowed to appear in the office area in the future. I confiscated the rest. Also, don't sing those messy songs in the office area in the future..."

"I'm just humming casually." Yan Wangchuan made a surprise attack, and he was also confused.

Yan Wangchuan's face was cold and stern, and he immediately fell silent.

Mr. Xiao Yan added with a smile, "The main reason is..."

"Too ugly!"

After speaking, he carried his things and walked outside.

Jiang Ershao was speechless, the father and son were absolutely devils.

When he met Yan Chi before, he thought that the child was an angel, cute in appearance, smiling at everyone, so naturally he was not wary of him.

It's only after knowing each other for so many years that I know...

These are all disguises, and they are not good things anyway.

It was unlucky enough today, how could they bump into each other.

and……

It's not hard to sing by yourself, people say he is "Jacky Cheung, the capital song god".

But how did he know that after the father and son on the other side got into the car, they had already started thinking about the key chain.

"This one looks pretty, it's still new, I'll keep it." Little Yan Xiansen moved quickly, grabbed one and stuffed it into his pocket.

Yan Wangchuan frowned. There are seven or eight different types of keychains, but none of them can match with his own keychain?

This Jiang Er is really unreliable in doing things.

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On the other side, the farmhouse

Fu Chen drove the car, and as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the farmhouse, he saw several children gathered around the faucet outside, queuing up to wash their hands. Song Fengwan also received a call from the company at this time, saying that Yan Wangchuan had arrived. She knew in her heart that it must be for plagiarism. , Then I made a phone call.

It was originally planned to have lunch at the farmhouse, but because the Yan family and his son arrived early, they had to pick up Fu Qinyuan and go back.

"Mr. Yan came too suddenly." Duan Linbai was speechless, lowering his head to help his daughter wash her hands.

"Hello third uncle." Duan Yinuo smiled at Fu Chen.

She has short hair that reaches her ears, and when she laughs...

Teeth are shining white.

"Hmm." Fu Chen rubbed her hair. This girl Xu often went to the hospital with Xu Jiamu when she was a child. She was very courageous and inherited Duan Lin Bai's lively temperament, a typical ghost spirit.

Compared with him, brother Duan Yiyan is much quieter. He is a boy himself, and his family has more restrictions on him.

However, this pair of brothers and sisters often fight, in fact, Duan Yiyan is beaten more badly every time, because he is the older brother, he must let the younger sister, but when the elders come, a certain "violent" actually cries louder than him Still miserable.

When children fight, parents must take disciplinary measures. Whenever they want to punish Duan Yiyan, Duan Yinuo always jumps out.

"Don't hit my brother. In fact, I was also at fault for fighting. If you want to fight, hit me."

Duan Yiyan: "..."

Then Duan Yiyan was taken away and slipped out to stand in the corner.

If such a sensible younger sister beats her up, this kid might want to go to heaven.

When the two get along well, they seem to be alone. If they fight, Duan Linbai wants to throw them out.

"Really don't eat before leaving?" Duan Linbai looked at Fu Chen.

"Well, I need your help."

"Strange, you asked me for help?"

"Do you want to help?"

"Help." Duan Linbai wiped his daughter's hands, "Did you see, Nuonuo, don't worship your third uncle, he also begs your father sometimes."

Duan Yinuo pursed her lips and remained silent.

Fu Chen pulled Duan Lin Bai to the side and told him the reason.

"I'll go, what the hell do you think of me?"

"You work in the media and are more familiar with online media than I am."

"Are you treating me as a private detective? Help you find people."

Fu Chen touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, "It's a paparazzi."

Duan Lin's pale face instantly turned black: Let's break up the relationship.

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