The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 308 Reminiscences

   It was a nice day with some breeze and a little coolness.

   Wen Jiaer's body has recovered for the most part, his throat can speak normally, and there is no pain after that, all because of An Yan's careful conditioning for him.

  An Yan was in the corridor outside at the moment. She was cooking medicine while curling up in a rocking chair with a book in her hands. She was very comfortable.

   Wen Jiaer held a video conference with the company staff in the back room. After the end, he came out and asked An Yan, "Would you like something to eat, I'll do it."

   "No, I don't want to eat anything." An Yan motioned him not to be busy.

   "The wind is good today." After Wen Jiaer finished speaking, he moved a chair inside and sat beside An Yan.

   "Be careful of the wind and catch a cold." An Yan reminded him to protect his throat.

   Wingar chuckled and said, "I'm all right."

"It's not completely finished yet, I'll make you some tea." An Yan was about to stand up when she finished speaking, but found that Yan Qingqiu came over with snacks and said, "Hey, I brought you something to eat. ."

   "Exactly, I'm going to make tea."

   "Sit down, I'll go." After Yan Qingqiu finished speaking, he went to the small kitchen in the courtyard.

   It turns out that there is no small kitchen in this yard, and everyone should eat in front, but Bai Shichen found it inconvenient, so he asked the workers to work overtime to build an extra small room.

   Wen Jiaer felt a little shy when facing An Yan, didn't know what to say, and seemed at a loss.

  An Yan was reading a book, but she felt that it was not good to leave Wen Jiaer aside, so she put down the book in her hand and asked, "Do you usually read?"

   "I mostly read books related to translation, what are you reading?" Wingar asked.

   "Fiction." An Yan generously handed the book to him, and added, "I have nothing to do recently, so I'm going to write a novel."

   "You can still write novels?" Wengar smiled and asked again, "Is there anything else you can't?"

   "Of course, how could someone be able to do everything, there are many things I can't." An Yan answered him modestly, and took the book he handed over.

   At this time, I saw a kite flying in the peach forest. It was a swallow kite in floral clothes, exactly the same as in my memory. Seeing Wen Jiayu walking over with the rope, he said to An Yan, "Hey, look, how interesting this kite is."

  An Yan did not speak, she faintly felt pain under her collarbone, as if being burned by flames.

  Wingale was surprised and asked her, "Where did you get the kite from?"

   "I made it myself." Wen Jiayu handed the kite to Wen Jiaer and said, "See how high you can put it, go to the yard and try it."

   Wengar took the kite string and walked out of the corridor. He let go of the string little by little, and saw the kite flying higher and higher, and inexplicably many memories poured out.

   At that time, it was also such a season, and the pink peach blossoms were blooming.

  An Yan leaned on the wooden railing and watched Carl fly the kite.

  Carl turned to look at her from time to time and said, "An Yan, come here, I'll teach you how to fly a kite."

   "What is there to learn, it's too simple." An Yan stepped forward and said, "You teach me how to stand on a peach tree, and how can I turn a peach blossom into a weapon."

  Carl smiled, "You can't take it easy if you work hard."

   "The dog emperor will not die for a day, and I will not relax for a day." An Yan told him.

   "I heard that you secretly went to the palace a few days ago, is there such a thing?" Carl asked him suddenly and seriously.

  An Yan looked to the other side and said, "I'm just going to check the situation. The dog emperor is gone, and a new emperor must be installed. Otherwise, the common people will still suffer."

   "Then you chose him?" Carl asked.

   "I don't know, I haven't seen him, and I don't know him, but everyone said he would be a qualified king." An Yan told him bluntly.

  Jal lowered his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to see him, it doesn't make sense to see him or not."

  An Yan asked: "I always want to see him with my own eyes. It's better to see him with my own eyes, lest we support the wrong person."

   "We only need to take the Emperor Gou's life. As for the rest, we don't need to think too much, especially King Rende. Although he is a king with a different surname, he is also powerful and has already arranged arrangements."

   "We have never seen the leader of the organization, do you know who he is?" An Yan asked.

   "I don't know either," Carl replied.

  An Yan frowned slightly, and saw a poster that fell out of Jia Er's sleeve, she picked it up and read it, it said: Invite the son and eldest girl of Guangping House to attend the banquet in the palace.

  Quang Ping Mansion is the hidden facade of An Yan and Jia Er, and it is also one of the largest families in the city. Wandering among the powerful and businessmen, you can obtain valuable information and also gain some power.

   "Hey, when is this going to happen?" An Yan asked, she thought it was a good thing, so she could enter the palace with integrity.

   "Just received, we don't have to go." Carl snatched the sticker from her hand. He seemed a little displeased, and hid the sticker in his sleeve.

   "Since he came to invite us, we should go." An Yan said.

   Jiaer held An Yan's arm and said to her solemnly, "It's a lot of inconvenience during this time. You and I should hide in peace, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

   Listen, the servants come to report: "Young Master, King Rende has appointed him to the mansion."

   "I'll go right away." Jia Er waved his sleeves, handed the kite to An Yan, and said to her, "You wait here, don't go ahead." After saying a word, he left.

   Recently, Jia Er's behavior has always been strange, never letting An Yan go out, let alone seeing the King Rende.

   This made An Yan puzzled. She was going to quietly go to the front hall to have a look, but found that the kite string in her hand was gone, and the kite was fluttering like a lifeless kite.

   keeps falling on a tree.

   King Rende had just entered the house, and when he passed the tree, he saw the kite fall into his hands.

The sound of "snap" made An Yan play smart. She seemed to have gone back to the past, but the present was in front of her. She saw Li Rongsen holding a kite in his hand, and he said: "This season, a kite is actually being flown. , you are very interested."

  Wingale chuckled and said, "It's a little windy today, so I thought I could put it higher."

   Li Rongsen didn't go to see Wen Jiaer, he just went to An Yan.

  An Yan stared at the kite in his hand with an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and the pain under her collarbone increased, she couldn't help coughing, she instinctively went to pick up the kite.

   In the end, it was snatched by Wen Jiayu. She said, "This is a kite that I made. How can you give it away."

  Li Rongsen looked up at Wen Jiayu and said, "I thought it was An Yanzha."

  An Yan swallowed, and then said, "I'll go get some water." Get up at any time and go back to her room.

  Yan Qingqiu watched clearly from the side, he noticed An Yan's wandering spirit just now, he also walked in with An Yan and asked her, "What's wrong with you."

   "It's fine." An Yan answered him in a low voice.

   At this time, Li Rongsen came over and asked An Yan, "I saw your face was not very good just now, did you feel uncomfortable?"

  An Yan hurriedly said to Yan Qingqiu, "You stop him, don't let him come over."

  Yan Qingqiu immediately went up to hug Li Rongsen and said, "Hey, you are too bold. She was changing clothes inside and just beat me out. Do you want to go in and be beaten?"

   "I don't think her face is very good, does the wound hurt again?" Li Rongsen knew that she had a wound on her body.

   (end of this chapter)