Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Arang knelt on the ground, staring at the pool of blood on the ground that had been burned by alcohol and rolled with white foam. He said nothing.

When Edward went downstairs, until the footsteps could no longer be heard, Arang held on to the sofa and climbed up slowly. During the movement, the wound was stimulated and more blood flowed out. Arang finally couldn't bear it anymore and moaned in pain from his mouth.

When Agen raised his head to leave, he realized that Cecilio had arrived at the entrance of the hall on the second floor at some unknown time.

His tall figure stood under the door, arms folded, looking at Arang with an indifferent expression.

Ah Rang pursed his lips a few times, but without saying a word for the last time, he dragged his painful body and planned to go downstairs. When passing by Cecilio, Agen's arm was held by Cecilio.

Arang didn't move.

Cecilio took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and informed the doctor in Italian to come and get the bullet for Agen. He hung up the phone and pinched Arang's chin with one hand, forcing Arang to look up.

Ah Rang was mentally weak, his face was pale, but his gray-blue eyes were full of arrogance and unwillingness to admit defeat.

Cecilio lowered his head and almost kissed Ajan. He told Ajan without expression: "He abandoned you. He has a new identity. He became a Chinese soldier, respected by everyone, and sat everywhere he went. You have to act upright and what about you?"

Arang's eyelids trembled slightly and he didn't answer.

Cecilio said: "You are a rat in hell, and your name is still on the list of wanted criminals around the world. He is the bright moon in the sky, and you are the mud on the ground. Why bother?"

Agen's eyes gradually turned red. He looked into Cecilio's cold and sharp eyes and said, "Ceciliao, you have been respected and loved by others since you were a child." Agen smiled slightly, his smile was sad but also very satisfying. He said: "There are more than six billion people in this world, but he is the only one who treats me well."

Cecilio frowned slightly and let go of Agen.

Arang walked down the stairs step by step. Suddenly his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

In a daze, he seemed to see Cecilio running over quickly. He thought to himself: Cecilio is his father's most satisfactory heir. His heart is as cold as a snake and a scorpion, so why should he worry about him?

-

On the day Arang left China, he sent a text message to Han Zhan.

The text message said: [Hoff, I’m going back. Take good care of your Song Ci beauty, and I will come to visit her again. 】

Han Zhan deleted the text message and told Song Ci: "Arang is gone."

At that time, Song Ci was folding the babies' clothes. When she heard Han Zhan's words, Song Ci felt relaxed. "sure?"

"Um."

"That's good." Arang left, and Han Zhan was no longer in danger.

Song Ci said to Han Zhan: "Beibei fell down yesterday and almost had a big accident due to heavy bleeding. Isn't she hospitalized? I plan to go see her. Brother Han, will you come with me?"

The living room of Li Li's house was paved with floor tiles. During the day, when Su Beibei was awake, Li's mother did not dare to mop the floor tiles, for fear that Su Beibei would step on them and slip. Before going to bed last night, Li Li's mother mopped the living room as usual. Maybe she was tired and went to bed without drying it.

Su Beibei was thirsty and went to the kitchen to drink water at night, but unfortunately she slipped.

When Li's mother heard Su Beibei's shout, she woke up and hurriedly ran to the living room to take a look. Seeing Su Beibei lying on the ground with blood coming out of her lower body, Li's mother almost fainted from fright.

It was Su Beibei who calmed down and calmly told Mama Li to call an ambulance. Fortunately, there was a traditional Chinese medicine hospital near their home. Su Beibei arrived at the hospital in time. After rescue, the bleeding was successfully stopped, and both children were saved.

But Su Beibei will have to stay in bed for a week in the hospital. After she is discharged and goes home, she will have to stay in bed for a while. The doctor said that in her case, she was afraid that she would be born prematurely in the future. The baby could stay in the mother's belly for one more day.

Li Li went to Japan on a business trip the day before yesterday and was rushing home today. It would take two hours before he could get home. Song Ci has never dared to go out because of Arang. When she heard that Arang had gone back, Song Ci naturally wanted to go to the hospital to see Su Beibei.

Of course Han Zhan will also go together. "go together."

Without dinner, Han Zhan took Song Ci to the hospital.

When they arrived, Su Beibei was the only one on the bed, and she had fallen asleep.

After a trip to the Gate of Hell last night, Su Beibei's face was bloodless and she looked very haggard. Hearing the noise, Su Beibei, who was sleeping lightly, woke up.

Seeing that it was Song Ci and Han Zhan, Su Beibei gave Song Ci a comforting smile. Without waiting for Song Ci to comfort her, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, the child is saved, and I'm fine too."

As a mother, Song Ci felt very uncomfortable when she heard Su Beibei's words.

She walked to the bed and sat down, holding Su Beibei's hand. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, Su Beibei's hands were cold. Song Ci protected the hands in her palms and said, "You have suffered."

Su Beibei shook her head, "I was still careless."

"Hey, it's not anyone's fault." Not seeing Mrs. Li, Song Ci asked Su Beibei, "Where's Auntie?"

"Mom was scared last night. I asked her to go back and rest in the afternoon. Li Li will be back soon anyway." Li's mother had just had an operation last year. Although her body recovered well, it was not as good as before the operation.

Su Beibei nearly lost her child due to hemorrhage last night. Mother Li blames herself and feels guilty. She has been wiping tears today and her eyes are red from crying. Su Beibei was worried that her mother-in-law would hurt her eyes from crying, so she beat her and sent her home to rest.

"It's time to go back and rest more."

Su Beibei said: "I don't know if it was my psychological effect or the fall last night that scared the child. He didn't move much today." Su Beibei had a fetal heart rate monitoring device next to her. She said, "If it wasn't for the fetal heart rate monitoring, Everything is normal, I am really worried about the child.”

Song Ci hurriedly said: "The child is fine. He knows you are in pain, so he wants to be good and is reluctant to torment you."

"Song Ci, you are so nice when you speak."

Su Beibei and Song Ci were chatting, and Han Zhan, a man, couldn't get a word in, so he walked to the corridor of the hospital and stood alone. Not long after, he saw Li Li coming in a hurry.

Li Li's clothes were wrinkled and he had a beard. It was obvious that after receiving the news, he arranged his work as soon as possible and flew back home.

Seeing Han Zhan on the edge of the corridor, Li Li nodded and said hello to him, and went to the ward eagerly.

Han Zhan also walked into the ward and saw Li Li and Su Beibei reunited after the disaster, obviously wanting to hug and kiss.

Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and said to Su Beibei: "It's getting late. Song Ci and I will go back first. Beibei, you have a good rest. We will come to see you another day."

"Okay, drive carefully on the road."

Han Zhan took Song Ci back home.

The next morning, while Song Ci was still sleeping, she heard the sound of a truck downstairs. Song Ci woke up and walked to the window in surprise. Looking downstairs, she saw several workers carrying things.

Zhong Buhui and his grandfather were standing in front of the truck, talking to the workers.

Song Ci took off her pajamas, changed into home clothes and went downstairs. She came to the front yard, walked to Han Aoyu, and asked him: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Han Aoyu quickly took off his hat and put it on Song Ci. He said, "These masters came to our house to lay the wooden floor."

"Wood flooring?" Han Aoyu's house is old. At that time, people liked to install those fancy patterned floor tiles, which felt very foreign.

Han Zhan suddenly decided to change the wooden floor, probably because he was frightened by Su Beibei's fall.

Six or seven decoration workers came, and it took only half a day to put solid wood floors in every corner of the house. The floor is of the best brand, and we don’t have to worry about formaldehyde exceeding the standard.

The house has wooden floors, and I have to use a vacuum cleaner to mop the floor. The old man is used to using chicken feather blankets, but he is not used to using a vacuum cleaner. He got a new vacuum cleaner, dragged it on the dust-free floor for half an hour, and asked Song Ci to videotape him.

It is said that old children are old children, and characters like Han Aoyu still have such childlike moments even when they are old.

Song Ci took the camera and recorded the funny scene of the old man mopping the floor.

Tired of studying new things, Han Aoyu suddenly said to Song Ci: "Girl Song, call your sister and the others and ask them if they are free to come over for dinner tonight."

"Huh? Is today a special day, grandpa?" Song Ci asked.

The old man said: "That's not true. As your husband's family, you still have to invite your mother's family over for a meal occasionally. Today happens to be Friday, and the Yanjiang boy should have a day off tomorrow. Come and stay overnight tonight without delaying work."

The old man has spoken, and Song Ci will naturally not refuse. "Grandpa, wait, I'll call and ask."

Song Ci called Yan Jiang directly and told Yan Jiang about it.

Yan Jiang was getting ready to get off work when he received a call from Song Ci. How could he refuse? "Tell the old man that Song Fei and I will be there on time." When he was about to hang up the phone, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci again: "What does grandpa like to eat? Or what does he like to eat? I can't be empty-handed."

Song Ci thought for a while and then said, "Can I get loach? Grandpa said he wanted to drink loach soup."

"I'll think of a way."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "My sister and Yan Jiang are both free. He will pick up my sister after get off work." Song Ci walked to the kitchen and saw that there were still a lot of ingredients at home, so she rolled up her sleeves and talked to Zhong Buhui. Prepare dinner together.

The old man also joined in, planning to cook a few of his specialty dishes so that he could show off in front of Song Ci's family.

When Han Zhan came back from get off work, he happened to meet Yan Jiang's car at the foot of the mountain.

Song Fei is driving.

Seeing Han Zhan's car, Song Fei honked at Han Zhan, then stepped on the accelerator and ran away like a rocket. Han Zhan stared at the Hummer that disappeared in a flash, feeling very calm inside. As an expectant father, Han Zhan disdained to participate in Song Fei's game.

When Han Zhan drove the car to the mountainside villa, Song Fei was already chatting with the old man.

As soon as Han Zhan got out of the car, he complained to Song Ci: "Ci Bao, Sister Fei is racing."

Hearing this, Song Ci's eyes suddenly widened, and she turned around and began to educate Song Fei: "Song Fei, you promised me not to race! Do you know that driving too fast can be dangerous? This is a mountain road. If you really do it, It’s over, what do you want us to do!”

Song Fei didn't refute or admit her mistake, she just accepted the punishment like a piece of wood.

Song Ci's mouth was dry, but when she saw that Song Fei still had the same lazy expression, her blood felt like it was hitting cotton, and she was suddenly a little discouraged. "Forget it, forget it if you don't listen to me."

On the side, Yan Jiang has not yet recovered from his motion sickness. He is holding a glass of water and sitting on a wooden chair with his hand on his forehead to calm down.

Seeing Yan Jiang's half-dead look, Song Ci felt pity for Yan Jiang.

Song Ci pointed at Yan Jiang and said to Song Fei: "Look at A Jiang, how dizzy he is. Do you love him or not? How can you let him suffer if you love him?"

Only then did Song Fei glance at Yan Jiang.

Seeing Yan Jiang holding his forehead, as if he was extremely uncomfortable, she realized that Yan Jiang was motion sick. Song Fei said guiltily: "I thought he thought it was exciting and fun."

Yan Jiang was speechless when he heard this. He raised his head, revealing a pale face, and asked Song Fei feebly: "Do you think I find it exciting and fun?"

Song Fei had nothing to say.

After a while, she admitted her mistake and said, "I won't drive fast in the future."

"It better be!"

In the evening, Han Aoyu cooked a pot of loach soup and cooked it with tofu for a long time. It was delicious and the soup was delicious.

Song Ci drank a bowl of soup and saw Song Fei staring at her. She put down the bowl and showed off to Song Fei proudly, "Song Fei, are you envious of me?"

I envy her that she has a good grandpa who can cook.

Song Fei touched her chin with her hand and said, "Song Ci, have you been promoted recently?"

Song Ci's expression froze slightly.

Song Fei said: "You already have a double chin."

As if struck by lightning, Song Ci suddenly felt that the food in front of her no longer tasted good.

Han Aoyu yelled at Song Fei and said, "Girl Song Fei, what you said is wrong. Song Ci is not eating alone. The food she eats and the nutrients she absorbs must be supplied to the two in her belly."

"It's you." Han Aoyu put a big piece of pig's trotters in Song Fei's bowl. He scolded Song Fei: "Don't you like eating? Are you picky about food? Look at you, your arms are thin, I have one hand It can be cut off."

"Eat more, and you will look better if you put on more meat."

Song Fei dared to be arrogant to anyone, but when facing Han Aoyu, she had to keep her tail between her legs.

Song Fei was full after finishing the piece of pig's trotters.

But Han Aoyu seemed to like Song Fei very much. He kept picking up vegetables for her with serving chopsticks and said while doing so: "Girl Song said you like to eat meat. Grandpa specially cooked a lot of meat for you today. You can try it all."

After Song Fei, who didn't like eating meat, heard this, he secretly stretched out his foot and kicked Song Ci.

Zhong Buhui suddenly put down his bowl and asked in confusion, "Who kicked me?"

Song Fei: "."

Yan Jiang said: "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhong, I accidentally kicked you just now."

"fine."

Yan Jiang pulled Song Fei's sleeve to ask her to be more steady, so as not to make Han Aoyu think that Song Ci's natal family was unreliable.

After dinner, Han Aoyu kindly invited Song Fei and the others to stay overnight.

Thinking they had nothing to do tomorrow, Song Fei and Yan Jiang stayed. In the evening, Han Aoyu, Han Zhan, Song Ci, Song Fei and Yan Jiang gathered around the coffee table, sat on the wooden floor, and started fighting with the landlord.

Han Aoyu is not only great at fighting, he is also a master at Landlord.

But no matter how good the master is, he will have no choice but to admit defeat when he encounters Song Fei who knows how to remember cards. Han Aoyu played a few games and felt that he was losing face, so he went back to his room to sleep.

As soon as the old man left, the four of them started to have fun.

None of the four people had cash, so they opened WeChat on their mobile phones and relied on WeChat to transfer money whether they won or lost.

Song Fei's card skills are not good, but her memory is good. In the last few steps, she can always accurately touch the opponent's cards.

So every time Song Fei becomes a landlord, he wins.

Han Zhan has a bad memory, but his poker skills are superb, and he can often kill the other three without leaving a trace.

Playing until 12:30 at night, Song Ci was really sleepy. She threw down the last card in her hand and said, "I have to go to bed, and you three can play."

"good."

Han Zhan and the three of them played until about three o'clock in the night. They were hungry, so Han Zhan went to the kitchen to cook a pot of noodles. The three of them ate, and then they went back to their rooms to rest.

The next morning, all four of them slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

After another lunch at the Mid-Levels Villa, Yan Jiang and Song Fei took their leave.

On the way, Song Fei received a call from Fu Hanshen.

"Song Fei, are you free recently?" Fu Hanshen had just returned from Africa. He had not rested since returning home, and his voice sounded full of exhaustion.

"Yes, teacher, what's the matter?"

Fu Hanshen said: "I brought back several special Ebola virus samples this time. Can you come over and work with the teacher to study them? I have a hunch that we are very likely to conquer this virus this time!"

Song Fei's heartbeat was slightly faster, "Teacher, are you confident?"

"Some time ago, the plague broke out in a local town, and we happened to be there at that time to help control the plague. The institute brought back several samples of rats, and our preliminary identification and inspection found that those rat samples actually contained Five mice carried an unknown virus that was very similar in structure to the Ebola virus."

"So I have reasonable suspicion that the Ebola virus is most likely infected from mice. So I hope you can come."

"The teacher needs you."

Fu Hanshen had to admit that talent is something that is rare. Song Fei always brings surprises to Fu Hanshen. Fu Hanshen feels that with Song Fei here, his research will be able to achieve results as soon as possible.

Song Fei and Fu Hanshen studied this virus together. After studying it for so many years, how could she be willing to abandon it? After hearing Fu Hanshen's description, Song Fei's heartbeat became a little faster.

If we can really find the connection between the mouse virus and the Ebola virus, we can use the connection between them as a starting point to study the antidote to the virus.

For so many years, everyone has been like a headless fly, helpless to deal with the Ebola virus. The mortality rate for people suffering from this virus is as high as 90%. How many people died because they missed the best time for treatment and ultimately failed to rescue them?

If an antidote can be successfully developed, how many patients will be saved!

If it were in the past, Song Fei would have agreed to Fu Hanshen's request and rushed to Fu Hanshen's city with her bag in hand. But now, she is not alone.

"Teacher, I will reply to you later."

Fu Hanshen was silent for a moment and then said, "Song Fei, don't let the teacher down."

Song Fei hung up the phone.

Yan Jiang knew that Song Fei was looking at him, and he had just heard Fu Hanshen's words. Yan Jiang suddenly stopped the car, turned his head and looked at Song Fei who was about to speak but hesitated.

"You are very smart." Yan Jiang said.

Song Fei frowned and didn't answer.

Yan Jiang added: "Ah Fei, you are so smart, you cannot be hidden at home by me. I still refuse to let you leave Wangdong City, where I can't see you. But..."

Yan Jiang held Song Fei's hand. He smiled relievedly at Song Fei and said, "The one I love has always been the Song Fei who goes his own way and is free and easy. The Song Fei who was locked up by me has lost his dreams and pursuits. The incomplete Song Fei. So."

Yan Jiang lowered his head and kissed Song Fei's fingers, and said, "I'll let you go."

"But you have to come back."

A touching smile appeared on Song Fei's cold and beautiful face. She took her hand out of Yan Jiang's palm, hugged Yan Jiang's neck, pulled his face to her, and kissed him directly.

There was no trace of lust in this kiss.

"Yan Jiang, thank you."

Yan Jiang clenched his fists and then unclenched them.

He had to try to loosen his grip on Song Fei. The psychiatrist said that when you love someone, you want to help her fly high instead of trapping her in place.

Song Fei packed her things and went to the airport that afternoon, and Yan Jiang took her there in person.

Yanjiang had nothing to do on weekends, so he returned to work at the Public Security Bureau.

In the evening, after he got off work, he made a phone call to Song Fei. The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and Song Fei hung up the phone and returned to work.

Yan Jiang is playing games at home alone.

Song Fei was not here, and Yan Jiang couldn't sleep again.

Wei Lai suddenly sent a WeChat video to Yan Jiang. Yan Jiang answered the video, staring at the laser TV and controlling the game controller with his fingers, without even taking the time to look at Wei Lai.

There was also someone talking on Wei Lai's end. He walked to a quieter place and asked Yan Jiang, "Are you playing games?"

"Um."

Yan Jiang lost a head by KO, and heard Wei Lai say: "There are three missing ones in the Great Wall, are you coming?"

Yan Jiang's words of rejection were on his lips before he remembered that Song Fei was not at home. He looked away from the game, picked up his phone, stared at Wei Lai's background for a while, and then said, "Are you in the AK chess and card room?"

"Well, Zhong Xiangshou, Xu Yi, and Liu Zhouyang are all here, waiting for you." These are all old friends of Yan Jiang.

Hearing that Liu Zhouyang was there, Yan Jiang said, "Wait, I'll come."

Yan Jiang changed his clothes and drove to the AK chess and card room.

AK chess and card room, AK shooting club, and AK concert hall are all in the same building and are entertainment venues opened by the same owner.

The chess and card room is on the sixth floor. Yan Jiang goes directly to the sixth floor through the side passage.

He walked out of the elevator, wearing a light gray suit with a black and white floral shirt, and chain glasses. His hair that was longer than his ears was casually pulled back and tied with a disposable elastic band. With.

As he walked along, the female card game friends stared at him with their eyes wide open.

A man was holding a cigarette between his teeth, staring at Yan Jiang's tall and handsome figure, his tone somewhat resigned to his fate. "Fuck, why is Brother Yimei here? This guy has withdrawn from the industry, why is he still so handsome? How can we be willing to do this?"

"I heard that he worked as a forensic doctor and dealt with dead people every day." A woman rubbed her arms, admiring and fearful at the same time, "He is a cruel person."

The ruthless Yan Jiang wandered around outside and successfully attracted the attention of all the friends before going to the box.

Wei Lai and the others had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as they saw him arriving, they started shuffling the cards.

"Just waiting for you, sit down!"

Yan Jiang Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, crossed his legs, and began to arrange the mahjong.

Following the cards played nonchalantly, Yan Jiang stared at Liu Zhouyang across from him and said, "Yangmei, Mr. Yan of your Empire Entertainment looks younger than I thought."

Liu Zhouyang was a little surprised. He asked Yan Jiang: "Have you met our Mr. Yan?"

"Yeah. I met him some time ago."

Liu Zhouyang said: "Our President Yan is about to abdicate recently and plan to retire. I heard that he is not feeling well. He has rarely appeared in public in the past few years. I have only seen him once at the annual meeting in the few years since I have been in the company. "

Liu Zhouyang said with some pride: "Our Mr. Yan's face, when he was young, he would definitely look down on Brother Guanxi."

Yan Jiang smiled noncommittally.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yan's health?" Yan Jiang asked casually.

Liu Zhouyang shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. Someone said that Director Yan seems to be seriously ill and needs treatment."

Yan Jiang panicked for a while and then asked, "Don't you know what the disease is?"

"This kind of thing must be hidden."

Yan Jiang hummed.

After a round, Yan Jiang smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of Wei Lai. As soon as he bit it, Zhong Xiangshou on the other side lit the lighter and came over to light Yan Jiang's cigarette.

Attentive and flattering.

Yan Jiang took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes, smiled and said to Zhong Xiangshou: "Don't light the fire for me, you are not qualified to help me put it out."

Zhong Xiangshou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why do you still speak so obscenely? Does your fiancée know your true face?"

In front of Song Fei, Yan Jiang acted like a coward and a weak person. How dare he speak lewdly in front of Song Fei?

"By the way, Yangmei, if Director Yan abdicates, who will be the new director of your company?"

"My surname is Chen. He looks quite young. I heard he has a few brushes."

Zhong Xiangshou threw out a seven-cylinder and said scornfully, "I can't sit in that position without a few brushes."

"Ha" Yan Jiang said while sorting out his cards: "Who told me that there was a close relationship between Director Yan and the late Mr. Han. Is this reliable?"

Hearing this, everyone stopped and looked at him depressedly.

A look of confusion appeared on Yan Jiang's face, and he said, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Don't you know?" Wei Lai said, "Yan Rufeng and Han Chenyi obtained the certificates abroad. I heard that the current Mr. Xiaohan is their child after receiving the certificates."

"At that time, the technology of in vitro fertilization was not very mature and it was also very expensive. The two of them worked hard for a long time and finally got a cold love."

Yan Jiang was stunned. "Yes, really?"

Seeing Yan Jiang's expression, Wei Lai smiled and said, "I thought you knew these things." These things had long been spread throughout the circle.

Yan Jiang said: "I don't pay much attention to these things."

As long as he loves to gossip and listen to gossip, he would never know that the director Yan of Empire Entertainment is Yan Rufeng until that night.

Yan Jiang took a sip of water to moisten his dry throat, and then said, "So, Director Yan and Han Chenyi received the certificate thirty years ago?"

"Um."

Yan Jiang lowered his eyes and said no more.

No one knew how shocked he was at this moment.

After playing a few more games, Yan Jiang suddenly stood up and said, "I'm a little tired. I encountered a big case recently. I haven't slept well for two days in order to solve the case. You continue to play. I'll treat you to playing tonight. I’ll leave first.”

Yan Jiang is now a forensic doctor, so it is not unusual for him to stay up late and work hard. After hearing what he said, Wei Lai and the others stopped trying to keep him.

"I'll give it to you."

Wei Lai sends Yan Jiang away.

After entering the elevator, there was no one around, so Wei Lai said, "What's going on between you and Yan Rufeng?" It was strange that Yan Jiang mentioned Yan Rufeng frequently tonight.

Yan Rufeng and Wei Lai were close friends, but he didn't want to tell others about the troubles between Yan Rufeng and him for the time being.

Furthermore, Yan Rufeng didn't want to see him. If word of this really spread, Yan Rufeng might think that she was trying to have a relationship with him.

Yan Jiang shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I just rarely meet people with my surname. I happened to meet him that day and found that Director Yan is also a handsome guy. I thought that our Yan family has really good genes and everyone is handsome. No, When I saw Liu Zhouyang, I couldn't help but ask a few more questions."

Wei Lai: "."

"I finally understand the secret to your long-lasting success in the entertainment industry." Wei Lai had a mysterious expression as if he had seen through the secret.

Yan Jiang raised his chin towards him, "Tell me, why?"

Wei Lai: "Thick-skinned."

"Thanks for the compliment."

When the elevator reached the first floor, Yan Jiang patted Wei Lai on the shoulder and said, "You go up and play. I'm fine. We'll make an appointment next time."

"That's okay."

When Wei Lai entered the elevator, the smile in Yan Jiang's eyes suddenly disappeared.

Yan Rufeng and the late Mr. Han had obtained the certificate thirty years ago. Although they got married abroad and were not protected by law, they were legal soul partners.

Then what is your mother?

Self, what is it?

illegitimate child?

still

An illegitimate child that is even more unacceptable than an illegitimate child?

Yan Jiang couldn't calm down. He didn't dare to drive for fear of an accident, so he called Allen over. When Allen arrived, Yan Jiang had already fallen asleep in the car. He turned on all the car lights, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted while sleeping.

The car door was unlocked, so Allen opened the door and got in, sending Yan Jiang home.

The car was parked in the garage in the yard, and Allen woke up Yan Jiang: "Brother Jiang, you are home."

Yan Jiang hummed before opening his eyes.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Allen seemed to see confusion in Yan Jiang's eyes.

Yan Jiang got out of the car and turned back to Allen and said, "It's getting late. You can sleep here tonight."

"good."

Allen woke up, made breakfast, and went upstairs to wake Yan Jiang up, only to find that Yan Jiang was not in the room! He ran to the yard and found that an Audi was missing.

Allen quickly called Yan Jiang.

"Brother Jiang, where are you?"

Yan Jiang's car was already on the highway. He said, "Alan, I'm on my way to Fengcheng. When you leave after breakfast, remember to lock the door."

After saying that, Yan Jiang took off the Bluetooth headset and hung up the phone.

Seeing the expressway exit from Fengcheng, Yan Jiang changed lanes in advance and drove off the expressway.

-

The night here in Fengcheng was a bit cold. Yan Jiang stepped out of the car wearing a short T-shirt and shivered from the cold. He quickly took out his coat from his bag and put it on. After thinking about it, he took out his mask and put it on.

Yan Jiang walked into a shopping mall and directly asked the security guard to see their manager. The security guard didn't agree at first, but Yan Jiang had no choice but to take off his mask and said, "I am Yan Jiang."

Yan Jiang pointed to the promotional photos on the cabinet of a luxury cosmetics store on the first floor of the shopping mall and told the security guard, "The global spokesperson for A Cosmetics is me."

The security guard has recognized Yan Jiang.

Seeing that he was a big star, the security guard quickly took off the walkie-talkie from his waist and called the manager. After a while, the manager hurried to the door and invited Yan Jiang to the office upstairs.

Entering the office, the manager asked Yan Jiang with a smile: "Mr. Yan, why are you looking for me?"

"I'm looking for someone."

"Oh? Who are you looking for?"

Yan Jiang took out an old photo, handed it to the manager, and asked him, "Nan Yiyi is the owner of this shopping mall, right?"

The manager stared at the woman in the photo.

Although the woman in the photo was wearing a simple white dress with no makeup, the manager could recognize that this woman was his immediate boss Nan Yiyi.

The manager nodded and said, "Our landlady's name is indeed Nan Yiyi. As for whether she is the lady in your photo, I'm not sure."

Yan Jiang nodded.

He crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, leaned back slightly, closed his eyes and spoke in a warm voice, "Manager, please contact your boss for me and tell me that Yan Jiang wants to meet her."

The manager thought for a while, then picked up the phone and called the boss. "Mr. Nan, I have an artist here who wants to meet you."

Nan Yiyi was in the hospital. She wiped the face of the boy on the hospital bed with her hand and asked impatiently: "No! Didn't I tell you that I'm not free these days!"

The manager was embarrassed. He looked at Yan Jiang in embarrassment. Before he could explain, he heard Yan Jiang say: "Tell her that Yan Jiang wants to see her."

The manager bit the bullet and called Mr. Nan again before saying, "Mr. Nan, this is an actor named Yan Jiang. He wants to see you by name."

Hearing the name Yan Jiang, Nan Yiyi suddenly froze.

"Who did you say?" Nan Yiyi squeezed the cold towel in her hand tightly, her pupils trembling slightly.

Manager: "Yan Jiang."

Nan Yiyi closed her eyes.

"Tell him that I will go see him, and you can help me entertain him first."

Yan Jiang was treated as a living Bodhisattva by the manager and invited to the reception room.

He drank tea, played with his mobile phone, and waited for an hour. When the clock was about to turn to eleven o'clock at night, Nan Yiyi stood outside the door and knocked on the door of the conference room.

Yan Jiang: "Please come in."

Nan Yiyi pushed the door open and entered.

Nan Yiyi, wearing a blue skirt, has a strong aura that only successful women have. But no matter how strong and domineering he was, after seeing the handsome and handsome young man in front of him, the color on his face disappeared inch by inch.

Nan Yiyi held on to the door frame, looked at Yan Jiang's face, and murmured: "Jiang Jiang."

Emphasis: Several settings have been changed. Firstly, the heroine is pregnant with a pair of daughters. Secondly, Arang’s name is unified as Arang to facilitate everyone’s reading. Thirdly, Arang and Han Zhan were both born in 1988. Arang Rang is half a year younger and falls in the eighth month of the lunar calendar, so he is also a dragon.

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This year has been very difficult, especially for the college entrance examination students. Everyone should take care of themselves, and I wish you the best!