The words fell.
The scene seemed to be stagnant for a few seconds.
This atmosphere made Su Tian feel that something was wrong, and she quickly realized what she said. She looked a little stiff, and changed her words shyly: "Ah, is this your boyfriend?"
Wen Yifan subconsciously looked at Sang Yan.
At this time, his eyes were also on her, condescending, unable to see what he was thinking.
Not knowing if he heard clearly, Wen Yifan could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes. My boyfriend, Sang Yan." After speaking, she turned around and introduced to Sang Yan, "This is my colleague, Su Tian. ."
Sanyan hummed.
At this time, the man sitting opposite Su Tian smiled and said, "Xiao Tian, is that your friend?"
Su Tian nodded: "My colleague Wen Yifan."
The man looked warm and politely invited: "Since we met, why don't we have a meal together?"
Wen Yifan didn't have much opinion on this matter. She looked back at Sang Yan and asked his opinion with her eyes.
Sang Yan looked meaningful and stared at her for a few seconds. Then, he looked at the man, nodded and said, "Well, I'll ask the waiter to change to a bigger table."
…
After sitting down, Wen Yifan saw Su Tian cast an apologetic look at her. She paused, feeling a little amused, and only shook her head soothingly at her, indicating that it was not a big deal.
Su Tian's expression seemed to be a little relieved.
All four introduced themselves.
The man Su Tian brought was her boyfriend, Lin Falcon. According to what Wen Yifan had heard from Su Tian earlier, it seemed that this was her new boyfriend, who had only been together for about a month.
The two men were talking one after the other.
During the chat, Sang Yan poured a glass of warm water and put it in front of Wen Yifan. She picked it up and took a sip, just when she heard the phone ringing next to her. She freed her hand and turned on her phone.
It's Su Tian's news.
Su Tian: [Damn it! I remembered!]
Su Tian: [Isn't your object the card of the Fallen Street? ? ?]
"… "
Wen Yifan almost choked.
Because of her movement, Sang Yan looked over and raised her hand to smooth her back. There was no change in his expression, and his tone of voice was also very light: "Drink slowly."
After he finished speaking, he retracted his gaze and continued talking to Lin Falcon.
The movement of the hand was light, and it continued.
Wen Yifan licked the corner of his lower lip and nodded. She raised her eyes and bumped into Su Tian's smile, and then continued to look at the phone.
Su Tian: [I saw it several times when I went to work overtime before.]
Su Tian: [Hahahaha laughing to death, no wonder you say you are the king of ducks.]
Su Tian: [Woohoo, I really understand why you chased! ! ! !]
Su Tian: [Why is he so cool and gentle, seeing you choked, he just said ruthlessly to drink slowly, but he kept slapping you on the back! ! !]
Wen Yifan didn't know either.
Why did Su Tian suddenly become Sang Yan's fangirl.
But at this moment, she suddenly realized that Sang Yan was indeed quite famous in Fallen Street.
Still in this, do not know how to describe the way to become famous.
Wen Yifan took another sip of water.
Soon, Su Tian said again: [However, does he know that you called him that?]
Wen Yifan replied: [He doesn't know, but I'm not sure if he heard it just now.]
Su Tian: [You must have heard qwq]
Without waiting for Wen Yifan to reply, Sang Yan suddenly looked at Su Tian and smiled politely: "Su Tian, I heard Yifan mention you several times. I said that you often take care of her in the company, thank you."
Su Tian immediately put down the phone and waved his hand embarrassedly: "No, no, with a nice and gentle personality, I'm the one being taken care of."
After speaking, she said politely, "I often hear Yifan mention you too."
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows and asked with great interest, "Oh? What did she mention me?"
"Just say you look good, you can be called a duck—" Su Tian coughed lightly, and immediately swallowed her words, "He is the most handsome man she has ever seen. He also said that you have a good personality and take good care of her. ."
"Really?" Sang Yan looked at Wen Yifan and smiled, her restrained arrogance still leaked out inadvertently, "She often said that to me too."
Wen Yifan: "..."
After the meal, the four of them chatted for a while and then left.
On the way home, Wen Yifan was uneasy, but he didn't hear Sang Yan mention the "king of ducks". She didn't dare to take the initiative to say it, and after waiting for a while, she gradually felt relieved when she saw that he looked as usual.
until home.
Wen Yifan put on his slippers, and said casually, "I think it's quite easy for you to get along with boys, even in high school. The first time you see Lin Falcon today, you can talk to him about so many topics."
Sang Yan hummed lazily.
"However, Lin Falun looks pretty good, very gentle." Wen Yifan sat on the sofa and continued, "I think Su Tian should like this kind of mature and steady type."
"Oh." Sang Yan said slowly, "It's quite fresh."
Wen Yifan was stunned: "What?"
Sang Yan leaned over and poured a glass of water into her hand. He turned his head slightly and stared straight at her: "The standard of mate selection for ordinary people, the prerequisite is at least a person."
"… "
Before he could finish the rest, Wen Yifan already understood what he meant.
"As for my object, I'm more curious." Sang Yan smiled half-smilingly, "I choose ducks."
"..." Wen Yifan's scalp was numb, he could only pretend he didn't hear it, and handed the water back to him, "Drink?"
Sang Yan smiled: "Don't drink."
Wen Yifan snorted and had no choice but to continue drinking water by himself.
"I don't know," Sang Yan leaned back in the chair, and in the private space of the two of them, slowly calculated the account with her, "My qualifications are so superior that they even reach the king of ducks. Level."
"… "
"Then how can someone say it," Sang Yan's fingertips hooked her finger, and then gradually moved up her wrist, with a provocative tone, "What if I don't meet the charging standard?"
Wen Yifan couldn't help it: "Why didn't you mention it just now?"
Sang Yan raised her brows lightly, her voice dragging: "Isn't this hard to tell?"
"… "
Wen Yifan didn't feel that he found it difficult to speak.
On the contrary, he is the fastest person to take on the role every time.
"Then you go out to buy something, even if you are satisfied with the product," Wen Yifan put down the water glass and pretended to be extremely calm, "you can't help but bargain..."
The two looked at each other.
Sang Yan did not comment on her remarks.
Seeing his appearance, Wen Yifan blinked, and suddenly leaned in and kissed him. She felt a little funny for some reason, stopped quickly, and laughed to herself.
"..." Sang Yan looked at her, "What are you laughing at?"
"I didn't know how to describe you at the time, and then I was afraid that Su Tian had heard the name 'top card' and recognized you." Wen Yifan explained to him, "I reluctantly found a synonym."
Sang Yan pinched her fingertips.
"After I told Su Tian we were together," Wen Yifan continued, laughing again, "she also said that I am the queen of ducks."
Hearing this title, Sang Yan's eyebrows moved.
After saying this, Wen Yifan continued to kiss him, his voice muffled.
"I've touched you."
"… "
the following few days.
Wen Yifan went to the police station again, Sang Yan accompanied him, and happened to see Che Yanqin once. She bumped into the wall too many times in front of Wen Yifan, and didn't take the initiative to talk to her again.
After noticing Sang Yan next to Wen Yifan, Che Yanqin seemed to think of something. Her eyes cast from time to time, towards Sang Yan's direction: "Young man, are you the target of Frostfall?"
Sang Yan didn't raise her eyes, completely ignoring her meaning.
Che Yanqin said strangely again: "I think your condition is very good, why did you find my niece?"
Sang Yan pursed her lips and seemed to laugh, but she still ignored her.
Che Yanqin said a few more words one after another, and it may have been that he got no response and became angry. She looked sideways at Wen Yifan and sneered, "Shuangjiang, who are you looking for? Do you have any tutors?"
Wen Yifan said calmly, "His family education is good, don't bother you."
Che Yanqin rolled his eyes: "I don't even think the elders have heard what they said, is this also a good applause?"
Wen Yifan looked at her: "If you have that skill, you might as well look at yourself first, you won't be able to save it by going back to the furnace and rebuilding."
"… "
out of the police station.
Because it was the first time that Sang Yan felt relatives on his side, Wen Yifan felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at Sang Yan and said in a dull tone, "My relatives are quite strange, you may not have seen such..."
"You still know how to protect me." Sang Yan saw her in such a sharp state for the first time, rubbed her head forcefully, and said with a smile, "Wen Shuangjiang, you still know how to scold people?"
Wen Yifan was a little embarrassed.
Sang Yan continued: "It's good."
She has a meal.
"There are too many people with distorted personalities in this world. Don't let such people bully you, and don't let them push their noses in the face." Sang Yan bent down and stared at her, and said seriously, "When you meet them, be like Just like protecting me, protect yourself, you know?"
"..." Wen Yifan looked back at him and pursed his lips, "Yeah." "No matter what happens," Sang Yan habitually pinched her face, and in her cold voice, there was a rare hint of comfort. , "If you can solve it, remember to find me if you can't solve it."
Wen Yifan just stared at him without blinking.
Sang Yan didn't speak any more, her eyes still on her, as if waiting for her answer.
Outside the police station, there are many people coming and going.
Wen Yifan laughed suddenly, his eyes slightly curved.
"understood."
Hearing this answer, Sang Yan bent the corner of her lower lip, and the pear vortex was very shallow. He raised his hand and casually helped her straighten the broken hair on the side of her face, and then finished her words solemnly.
"Remember, I am your support."
…
Wen Yifan didn't care too much about how Che Xingde would develop in the future. After all, she also knew that what Che Xingde did was not serious and could not be sentenced to a severe sentence.
Through Fu Zhuang, Wen Yifan learned that his side seemed to have been trying to bring it closer to family affairs, and the matter of robbing her of her bag was only a matter of pulling and pulling under the dispute. And she didn't have any valuables in her bag at the time, so it couldn't be called a robbery.
Someone called the police and he didn't run away, and everything after that was extremely cooperative. In the end, it seemed that he was only detained for half a month, and he was released after paying a fine.
Wen Yifan didn't care too much.
Because she just wanted Che Xingde to feel that what he did would definitely pay a price, no matter how serious. In addition, she was not afraid of this family at all, she was only worried that it would affect her and Sang Yan.
If there is no such problem.
She will no longer care about these people, and she will no longer be affected by them.
In the blink of an eye, Midsummer came to an end as the month turned. The hot and unbearable temperature dissipated, and the temperature in Nanwu City dropped, with the arrival of this autumn.
After returning from Yihe, Sang Yan contacted Qian Fei several times.
But maybe it was because he knew that Sang Yan had been to Yihe, and that he had beaten Duan Jiaxu, Qian Fei could find a new reason every time, whether something happened here or there, in short, he didn't want to come out. meet him.
Sang Yan didn't know what he was afraid of, and didn't have the patience to spend with him.
"If you don't come today, don't come in the future."
After a while.
Qian Feicai sent a sentence: [My wife is free today.]
Qian Fei: [I will bring her with me.]
"… "
Seeing this, Sang Yan sneered and snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. He straightened up, replied lazily, "If you want your wife to see your bruised nose and face, bring it back", then turned back to "Overtime".
The Fallen Street is extraordinarily lively on weekends, and the bars are even more noisy.
Sang Yan was about to go to the bar for a drink when she suddenly noticed a familiar figure there. The curvature of the corners of his lips gradually narrowed, and he walked over without stopping for half a minute.
The music that bombarded the ears, the loud noise.
Che Xingde was sitting at the bar, talking to a strange woman next door. His face was very red, he looked like he was drinking, and he spoke loudly: "That stinky bitch is trying to kill me again, dreaming!"
The woman's expression was disgusting, as if she wanted to leave here.
However, Che Xingde stretched out his hand and pulled her, and continued: "I didn't do anything the fuck, I didn't get any money, and I was scolded by my sister. Wait, you slut, I don't find you. …”
The woman became angry and struggled to break free: "You are crazy! You can't let go!"
next moment.
Sang Yan grabbed Che Xingde's back collar directly, his expression extremely cold. He didn't look at anyone, didn't say a word, and dragged him out, with blue veins on his hands, but he looked relaxed.
Che Xingde yelled, "Who the hell are you!"
He Mingbo's voice could be faintly heard from behind.
"This guy has come to us a few times. Sorry, ma'am, it's affected..."
Aware of the movement on his side, the security guard came over and asked, "Brother Yan, shall I handle it?"
Sang Yan looked at him: "You are busy with your work."
It may be because he drank too much alcohol, and Che Xingde's limbs were extremely weak, but he couldn't resist his strength if he tried to struggle. He was strangled by the collar and couldn't even speak.
Sang Yan put him in the alley behind the bar and slammed it against the wall.
Che Xingde's back hit the hard wall, he wailed a few times in pain, and then opened his eyes.
Sang Yan squatted down, her appearance hidden in the darkness: "Come out?"
Che Xingde's voice was chaotic: "It's you again..."
"I didn't look for you," Sang extended his hand to grab his hair and pressed it hard on the ground. He smiled, and the tyrannical feeling that had accumulated for a long time was completely uncontrollable at this moment, "How dare you come to me?"
"… "
——“That’s right, he has been harassing me.”
Recalling every word she said, Sang Yan slammed Che Xingde's head to the ground, and said calmly, "Let's hear it."
"… "
"Who do you want to trouble with?"