A Rang knelt on the ground, staring at the pool of blood that had been burned by alcohol and rolled with white foam, but he didn't make a sound.
After Edward went downstairs, until he could no longer hear footsteps, Arang supported the sofa and slowly got up. During the movement, the wound was stimulated and more blood flowed out. Finally, Ah Rang couldn't bear it any longer, and let out a painful moan 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 time.
His tall figure stood under the door stack, arms folded, looking at A Rang with indifference.
Ah Rang smacked his lips a few times, but at last he didn't say a word, and planned to go downstairs dragging his painful body. When passing by Cecilio, Agen's arm was held by Cecilio.
Aang didn't move.
Cecilio took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and told the doctor in Italian to come and pick up the bullet for Agen. He hung up the phone and squeezed 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 refusal to admit defeat.
Cecilio lowered his head and almost kissed A Rang. He told A Rang expressionlessly: "He abandoned you. He has a new identity. He has become a Chinese soldier. He is respected and sits down wherever he goes." Go right and go straight and what about you?"
A Rang's eyelids trembled slightly, but he didn't answer.
Cecilio said, "You are a rat in hell, and your name is still on the list of most wanted criminals in the world. He is the moon in the sky, and you are the mud on the ground. Why bother?"
A-Rang's eyes turned red, and he looked into Cecilio's cold and sharp eyes, and said, "Cecileo, you have been respected and loved since childhood." A-Rang smiled sadly and satisfied, 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 Agen go.
Ah Rang walked down the stairs step by step, suddenly his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
In a daze, he seemed to see Cecilio running over quickly. He thought to himself: Cecilio is the most satisfactory heir to his father. His heart is as cold as a snake, so why worry about him
-
On the day A Rang left China, he sent a text message to Han Zhan.
The text message said: [Hof, I'm going back. Take good care of your Song Porcelain beauty, I will come to visit her again.]
Han Zhan deleted the text message and told Song Ci, "Ah Rang is gone."
At that time, Song Ci was folding the clothes of the babies. Hearing Han Zhan's words, Song Ci felt relieved. "sure?"
"Um."
"That's good." A Rang left, and Han Zhan was in no danger.
Song Ci said to Han Zhan, "Beibei fell down yesterday and almost had a serious accident. Wasn't she hospitalized? I'm going to visit her. Brother Han, can you come with me?"
The living room of Li Li's house is covered with floor tiles. When Su Beibei is awake during the day, Li's mother dare not mop the floor tiles, for fear that Su Beibei will step on them and slip. Before going to bed last night, Li Li's mother mopped the living room as usual, probably because she was tired, she went to sleep without drying it off.
Su Beibei was thirsty at night and went to the kitchen to drink water, but unfortunately she slipped.
When Li's mother heard Su Beibei's cry, she woke up and hurried to the living room to have a look. Seeing Su Beibei lying on the ground with bleeding from her lower body, Li's mother was so frightened that she almost fainted on the spot.
It was Su Beibei who calmed down by herself, and calmly told Li's mother to call the ambulance. Fortunately, there is a hospital of traditional Chinese medicine near their home. Su Beibei arrived at the hospital in time. After rescue, the bleeding was successfully stopped, and a large child and a small child were saved.
But Su Beibei will have to rest in bed for a week in the hospital, and after returning home from the hospital, Su Beibei will have to rest in bed for a period of time. The doctor said that in her case, she was afraid that she would be born prematurely later, and the child could stay in the mother's womb for one more day, so she would stay for one more day.
Li Li went to Japan on a business trip the day before yesterday, and is rushing home today, and it will take two hours to get home. Song Ci has been afraid to go out because of A Rang. Hearing that A Rang has gone back, Song Ci naturally wants to go to the hospital to see Su Beibei.
Of course, Han Zhan also wanted to go together. "go together."
Without dinner, Han Zhan took Song Ci to the hospital.
When they arrived, only Su Beibei was on the bed, and she was already asleep.
After walking through the ghost gate last night, Su Beibei's face was pale and she looked very haggard. Hearing the movement, Su Beibei, who was in a light sleep, woke up.
Seeing that it was Song Ci and Han Zhan, Su Beibei gave Song Ci a comforting smile, and without waiting for Song Ci to comfort her, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, the child is saved, and I'm fine."
As a mother, Song Ci felt very uncomfortable when she heard Su Beibei's words.
She went to the bed and sat down, holding Su Beibei's hand. Perhaps Su Beibei's hands were cold because of excessive blood loss. Song Ci protected those hands in her own, and she said, "You have suffered."
Su Beibei shook her head, "It's still my own carelessness."
"Hey, it's not anyone's fault." Song Ci asked Su Beibei without seeing Mama Li, "Where's Auntie?"
"Mom was scared last night. I asked her to go back to rest in the afternoon. Anyway, Li Li will be back soon." Li's mother just had an operation last year. Although her body recovered well, she was not as good as before the operation.
Last night, Su Beibei bled heavily and almost lost her child. Li's mother blamed herself and felt guilty. She has been wiping her tears today, and her eyes are red from crying. Su Beibei was worried that her mother-in-law would lose her eyes from crying, so she beat her up and sent her home to rest.
"It's time to go back and rest."
Su Beibei said: "I don't know if it was my psychological effect, or the fall last night scared the child, he didn't move much today." There was a fetal heart rate monitoring instrument beside Su Beibei, she said: "If it wasn't for the fetal heart rate monitoring Everything is fine, I'm really worried about the baby"
Song Ci hurriedly said: "The child is fine. He knows you are suffering, so he just wants to behave better, and he doesn't want to torment you."
"Song Ci, you are pleasant to speak."
Su Beibei and Song Ci were chatting, and Han Zhan, a man, couldn't get in the conversation, so he walked to the corridor of the hospital and stood there alone. Not long after, he saw Li Li hurrying over.
Li Li's clothes were wrinkled and he had a beard. It was obvious that after receiving the news, he arranged his work immediately and flew back to his country.
Seeing Han Zhan on the side of the corridor, Li Li nodded and greeted him, and hurried to the ward.
Han Zhan also walked into the ward, and seeing Li Li and Su Beibei reunited after the robbery, it was obvious that they wanted to embrace 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 home.
The next morning, Song Ci was still sleeping when she heard the sound of a truck downstairs. Song Ci woke up, walked to the window in surprise, looked downstairs, and 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 up to Han Aoyu, and asked him: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
Han Aoyu quickly took off his hat and put it on for Song Ci, he said: "These masters are here to put wooden floors in our house."
"Painted wooden floor?" The house of Han Aoyu's house has been around for a long time. At that time, people liked to stick that kind of gaudy patterned floor tiles, and 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 only took more than half a day to paste solid wood flooring on every corner of the whole house. The floor is a top brand, and I don't worry about formaldehyde exceeding the standard.
There is a wooden floor in the house, and vacuum cleaners are used to mop the floor. The old man is used to using chicken feather blankets, but he is not used to using vacuum cleaners. He got a new vacuum cleaner, dragged it on the dust-free floor for half an hour, and asked Song Ci to video him.
It is said that old children are old children, and a character like Han Aoyu is old, but there are moments of such a childlike heart.
Song Ci took a 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, give your sister a call 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 dinner once in a while. It just so happens that today is Friday, and that Yan Jiang boy should be on vacation tomorrow. If you come to stay overnight tonight, you won't miss work."
The old man has spoken, Song Ci naturally will not refuse. "Grandpa, wait, I'll call and ask."
Song Ci called Yan Jiang directly about it.
Yan Jiang was about to get off work and received a call from Song Ci. How could he refuse? "Tell the old man, Song Fei and I will definitely 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 do you like to eat? I can't empty my hands."
Song Ci thought for a while before saying, "Can I get loach? Grandpa said he wants to drink loach soup."
"I'll think of a way."
After hanging up the phone, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "Both my sister and Yan Jiang are free, he will pick up my sister after work." Song Ci approached the kitchen and saw that there were still a lot of ingredients at home, so she rolled up her sleeves and told Zhong Buhui Prepare dinner together.
The old man also joined in, preparing to cook some of his special dishes, so as to show off in front of Song Ci's natal family.
When Han Zhan came back from get off work, he happened to bump into Yan Jiang's car at the foot of the mountain.
Song Fei was driving.
Seeing Han Zhan's car, Song Fei honked at Han Zhan, stepped on the gas pedal, and ran like a rocket. Han Zhan stared at the Hummer that disappeared in a flash, feeling very calm in his heart. As a father-to-be, Han Zhan disdains to participate in Song Fei's games.
When Han Zhan drove the car to the villa in the middle of the mountain, Song Fei had already chatted with the old man.
As soon as Han Zhan got out of the car, he complained to Song Ci: "Cibao, Sister Fei is racing."
Hearing this, Song Ci's eyes widened suddenly, and she turned her head and began to educate Song Fei: "Song Fei, you promised me not to drive fast! Do you know that driving too fast can be dangerous, this is a mountain road, if you really go out Come on, what do you want us to do!"
Song Fei didn't refute or admit her mistakes, and was obediently scolded like a log.
Song Ci's mouth was dry. Seeing that Song Fei still had that lazy expression, her blood seemed to have hit the cotton, and she was a little discouraged. "Forget it, it's fine if you don't listen to me."
On the side, Yan Jiang hadn't recovered from the state of motion sickness. He was holding a glass of water, sitting on a wooden chair and resting his forehead with his hands to calm himself down.
Seeing Yan Jiang's half-dead appearance, Song Ci felt that Yan Jiang was pitiful.
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 loving him make him feel uncomfortable?"
Song Fei glanced at Yan Jiang.
Seeing Yan Jiang holding his forehead, as if in extreme pain, she realized that Yan Jiang was actually motion sick. Song Fei said guiltily, "I thought he thought it was exciting and fun."
Yan Jiang was also speechless when he heard this. He raised his head, showing a pale face, and asked Song Fei weakly: "Do you think I think it's exciting and fun?"
Song Fei had nothing to say.
After a while, she finally admitted her mistake and said, "I won't drive fast from now on."
"Better!"
In the evening, Han Aoyu boiled a pot of loach soup and cooked it with tofu for a long time. The taste was delicious and the soup was also delicious.
Song Ci drank a bowl of soup, and seeing Song Fei staring at her, she put down the bowl and showed off to Song Fei proudly, "Song Fei, do you envy me?"
I envy her having a good grandfather who can cook.
Song Fei touched her chin with her hand, and she said, "Song Ci, have you been famous recently?"
Song Ci's expression froze slightly.
Song Fei said, "You already have a double chin."
Song Ci felt like being struck by lightning, and suddenly felt that the food in front of him was not delicious.
Han Aoyu yelled at Song Fei, and said, "Song Fei girl, what you said is wrong. Song Ci is not eating alone. The food she eats and the nutrients she absorbs are all for the two in her stomach."
"It's you." Han Aoyu put a big pig's trotter in Song Fei's bowl, and he scolded Song Fei: "Do you not like to eat? Are you picky about food? Look at you, you have thin arms, and I have one hand They can all be cut off.”
"Eat more, you will look better if you grow more meat."
Song Fei dared to be mad at anyone, but when facing Han Aoyu, she had to keep her tail between her legs.
After Song Fei finished eating the pig's trotter, she was full.
But Han Aoyu seemed to like Song Fei very much, and he kept picking up vegetables for her with his serving chopsticks, saying, "Song girl said that you love meat, and grandpa cooked a lot of meat for you today, you can try it all."
Song Fei, who doesn't like meat, heard this, secretly stretched out her foot and kicked Song Ci.
Zhong Buhui put down the bowl suddenly, and asked with a dazed expression, "Who kicked me?"
Song Fei: "."
Yan Jiang said, "I'm sorry Uncle Zhong, I accidentally kicked you just now."
"fine."
Yan Jiang tugged on Song Fei's sleeve to make her calmer, but don't make Han Aoyu feel that Song Ci's natal family is unreliable.
After dinner, Han Aoyu cordially invited Song Fei and the others to stay overnight.
Thinking that there was nothing to do tomorrow, Song Fei and Yan Jiang stayed. In the evening, Han Aoyu, Han Zhan, Song Ci, Song Fei and Yan Jiang sat around the coffee table on the wooden floor, fighting for landlords.
Han Aoyu is not only good at fighting, he is also a master at Doudizhu.
But no matter how powerful the master is, if he meets Song Fei who can memorize cards, he will have to admit defeat. Han Aoyu felt humiliated after playing a few games, so he went back to his room and went to sleep.
As soon as the old man left, the four of them played a big game.
None of the four had any cash, so they turned on WeChat on their mobile phones, and all winning and losing depended on WeChat transfers.
Song Fei's card skills are not good, but she has a good memory. When it comes to the last few moves, she can always accurately read the opponent's cards.
So every time Song Fei was the landlord, she would win.
Han Zhan has a bad memory, but his card skills are superb, and he can often kill the other three without leaving any.
After playing until 12:30 at night, Song Ci was really sleepy. She dropped the last card in her hand and said, "I have to go to sleep. You three play."
"good."
The three of Han Zhan and the others played until after three o'clock in the middle of the night. When they were hungry, Han Zhan went to the kitchen to cook a pot of noodles. After the three of them ate, they went back to their rooms to rest.
The next morning, all four of them slept until the sun was high before getting up.
After another lunch at the villa in the middle of the mountain, 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, and he hadn't rested since returning home, his voice sounded exhausted.
"Yes, teacher, what's the matter?"
Fu Hanshen said: "I brought back some special samples of Ebola virus this time. Could you come over and study them together with the teacher? I have a hunch that we are very likely to conquer this virus this time!"
Song Fei's heart beat slightly faster, "Teacher is sure?"
"Some time ago, the plague broke out in a small town in the local area. We happened to be there at that time and helped control the plague. The research institute brought back a few samples of mice. Our preliminary identification and inspection found that in the samples of those mice, there were actually There are five mice carrying an unknown virus that is very similar in structure to the Ebola virus."
"So I reasonably suspect that the Ebola virus is very likely to be infected from mice. So I hope you can come."
"The teacher needs you."
Fu Hanshen had to admit that talent is something that cannot be found. Song Fei can always bring surprises to Fu Hanshen. Fu Hanshen feels that with Song Fei around, the research will definitely achieve results as soon as possible.
Song Fei and Fu Hanshen have been researching this virus together 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 the connection between mouse virus and Ebola virus can be found, we can use the connection between them as an entry point to study the antidote to the virus.
For so many years, everyone is like a headless chicken, helpless with Ebola virus. The mortality rate of people suffering from this virus is as high as 90%. How many people died because they missed the best treatment time, and finally the rescue failed
If the antidote can be successfully developed, how many patients will be saved!
If it was in the past, Song Fei would have agreed to Fu Hanshen's request wholeheartedly, and ran to the city where Fu Hanshen was located with her bag in hand. But now, she's not alone.
"Teacher, I will reply to you later."
Fu Hanshen fell silent for a while before saying, "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 also heard what Fu Hanshen said just now. Yan Jiang stopped the car suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Song Fei who was hesitant to speak.
"You are very smart." Yan Jiang said.
Song Fei frowned and didn't answer.
Yan Jiang said again: "A Fei, you are so smart, I can't hide you at home. I still refuse to let you leave Wangdong City, a place that I can't see. But..."
Yan Jiang held Song Fei's hand, he smiled at Song Fei, and said: "The one I love has always been the Song Fei who does her own way and is unrestrained and unrestrained. The Song Fei who is locked by me has lost her dreams and pursuits." Incomplete Song Fei. So."
Yan Jiang lowered his head and kissed Song Fei's finger, and he said, "I'll let you go."
"But you must come back."
On Song Fei's cold and beautiful face, there was otherwise a touching smile. She pulled her hand out of Yan Jiang's palm, put her arms around Yan Jiang's neck, pulled his face in front of her, and kissed him directly.
This kiss is not mixed with the slightest lust.
"Yan Jiang, thank you."
Yan Jiang clenched his fist, then let it go.
He had to try to loosen Song Fei. The psychiatrist said that to love someone is to help her fly high, not to keep her in place.
Song Fei packed her things and went to the airport that afternoon, Yan Jiang personally sent her there.
On weekends, Yan Jiang had nothing to do, so he went back to work at the Public Security Bureau.
In the evening, after he got off work, he made a phone call with Song Fei. After the two chatted for more than ten minutes, Song Fei hung up the phone and went back to work.
Yan Jiang was playing games alone at home.
Song Fei was away, 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 manipulating the game controller with his finger, so he didn't even have time to look at Wei Lai.
There was also someone talking at Wei Lai's end. He walked to a quieter place and asked Yan Jiang, "Are you playing a game?"
"Um."
Yan Jiang KO lost one head, and heard Wei Lai say: "Three missing one of the Great Wall, come?"
Yan Jiang's words of refusal had already come to his lips, only then did he realize that Song Fei was not at home. He looked away from the game, picked up the phone, stared at Wei Lai's background for a while, and then said, "Are you in the AK chess 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 also there, Yan Jiang said, "Wait, I'll come."
Yan Jiang changed his clothes and drove to the AK chess room.
The AK chess and card room, the AK shooting club, and the AK concert hall are all in the same building and are entertainment venues run by the same owner.
The chess and card room is on the sixth floor, so Yan Jiang went directly to the sixth floor through the side door.
He came out of the elevator, wearing a light gray suit with a white shirt on a black background, wearing glasses with chains, and casually grabbed the hair that grew past the ears and tied it casually with a disposable elastic. with.
As he walked all the way, those girlfriends stared at him with straight eyes.
A man was biting a cigarette, staring at Yan Jiang's tall and handsome figure, with a tone of resignation and helplessness. "Fuck, why did Brother Yimei come here? Why is this guy so handsome after he quit the circle? How can this make us reconciled?"
"I heard that he went to work as a forensic doctor and dealt with the dead every day." A woman rubbed her arms in admiration and fear, "He is a ruthless man."
The ruthless Yan Jiang wandered around outside, and after successfully attracting the attention of all his friends, he went into the box.
Wei Lai and the others had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw him coming, they began to shuffle the cards.
"I'll wait for you, sit down!"
Yan Jiang Dama Jindao sat down, crossed his legs, and began to arrange the mahjong.
Casually following the cards, Yan Jiang stared at Liu Zhouyang on the opposite side, and said, "Yangbaa, President Yan of your Empire Entertainment, looks younger than I imagined."
Liu Zhouyang was a little surprised, he asked Yan Jiang: "Have you met our President Yan?"
"Well. Some time ago, I met once."
Liu Zhouyang said: "Our President Yan is planning to abdicate recently and plans to retire. I heard that he is not feeling well. He has rarely shown his face in recent years. I have been in the company for so many years, and I have only seen him once at the annual meeting. "
Liu Zhouyang said with some pride: "Our Boss Yan's face, when he was young, would definitely hit Brother Guanxi."
Yan Jiang smiled noncommittally.
"What's wrong with Mr. Yan's health?" Yan Jiang seemed to ask casually.
Liu Zhouyang shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. Some people say that Director Yan seems to be suffering from a serious illness and needs to be treated."
Yan Jiang panicked for a while, then asked again: "Don't you know what the disease is?"
"This kind of thing must be kept secret."
Yan Jiang hummed.
After a round, Yan Jiang smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of Wei Lai, and just biting it, Zhong Xiangshou on the other side lit the lighter and came over to light Yan Jiang's cigarette.
Attentive and obsequious.
Yan Jiang took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes, smiled and said to Zhong Xiangshou: "Don't set fire to brother, you are not qualified to help me put it out."
Zhong Xiangshou couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you still talking yellow? Does your fiancée know your true face?"
In front of Song Fei, Yan Jiang acted as a cowardly and weak person, how dare he speak yellow accents in front of Song Fei.
"By the way, if Director Yan resigns, who is the new director of your company?"
"My surname is Chen. She looks quite young. I heard that she has a few brushes."
Zhong Xiangshou threw out a seven-tube, and said ruffianically, "I can't sit in that position without a few brushes."
"Heh" Yan Jiang said while sorting out his cards: "I heard from someone that Director Yan and the late President Han have a very close relationship. 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 all looking at me for?"
"Don't you know?" Wei Lai said, "Yan Rufeng and Han Chenyi obtained their certificates abroad, and I heard that the current President Xiaohan is their child after they obtained their certificates."
"At that time, the test-tube baby technology was not very mature, and it was very expensive. The two worked hard for a long time, and finally got a deep love."
Yan Jiang was taken aback. "Yes, is it?"
Seeing that Yan Jiang's expression was wrong, Wei Lai smiled, and said, "I thought you knew about these things." These things have long been spread in the circle.
"I don't pay much attention to these things," Yan Jiang said.
As long as he likes to gossip and listen to gossip, he wouldn't know that Director Yan of Empire Entertainment is Yan Rufeng until that night.
Yan Jiang took a sip of water, moistened his dry throat, and said just now: "So, Director Yan and Han Chenyi received their certificates thirty years ago?"
"Um."
Yan Jiang lowered his eyes and said nothing.
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. Recently, I encountered a big case. I haven't slept well for two days to solve the case. You continue to play. I invite you to play tonight. I'll go first."
Now that Yan Jiang is a forensic doctor, it's not unusual for him to stay up late and busy. Hearing what he said, Wei Lai and the others didn't keep him anymore.
"I'll send you off."
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's strange that Yan Jiang mentioned Yan Rufeng frequently tonight.
Yan Rufeng and Wei Lai can be regarded as close friends, but he doesn't want to tell others about the bad things between Yan Rufeng and him.
Furthermore, Yan Rufeng didn't want to see him, and if the news got out, Yan Rufeng might think that he was trying to get along with him.
Yan Jiang shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I rarely meet my family's surname. I just met that day and found out 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 asking a few more questions."
Wei Lai: "."
"I understand the secret of your long-term success in the entertainment industry." Wei Lai had a mysterious expression of seeing through the secret.
Yan Jiang raised his chin towards him, "Tell me, why?"
Wei Lai: "Thick-skinned."
"Thank you for the compliment."
When the elevator reached the first floor, Yan Jiang patted Wei Lai on the shoulder, "Go up and play, I'm fine, I'll make an appointment next time."
"That's fine."
When Wei Lai entered the elevator, the smile on Yan Jiang's face suddenly disappeared.
Yan Rufeng and the late President Han had obtained the certificate thirty years ago. Although they were married abroad and are not protected by law, they are legal soulmates.
What is my own mother
Myself, what is it
illegitimate child
still
Stealing children that are more intolerable than illegitimate children
Yan Jiang couldn't calm down, he didn't dare to drive for fear of accidents, so he called Allen over. When A Lun came, Yan Jiang had already fallen asleep in the car. He turned on all the lights, and his brows were tightly knit together when he fell asleep.
The car door was unlocked, so Allen opened the door and sat in, taking Yan Jiang home.
The car was parked in the garage in the yard, and Allen woke Yan Jiang up: "Brother Jiang, you're home."
Yan Jiang hummed before opening his eyes.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Allen seemed to see confusion in Yan Jiang's eyes.
Yan Jiang got out of the car, turned back to Allen and said, "It's getting late, you can sleep here tonight."
"good."
A Lun woke up, made breakfast, 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 car was missing.
Allen hurriedly called Yan Jiang.
"Brother Jiang, where are you?"
Yan Jiang's car had already got on the highway. He said, "Allen, I'm on my way to Fengcheng. Remember to lock the door when you leave after breakfast."
After speaking, Yan Jiang took off the Bluetooth headset and hung up the phone.
Seeing the exit of the expressway exiting Fengcheng, Yan Jiang changed lanes ahead of time and drove off the expressway.
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The night in Fengcheng was a bit chilly, Yan Jiang got out of the car wearing a short T-shirt, shivering 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 again.
Yan Jiang walked into a shopping mall and directly asked the security guard to see their manager. The security guard still didn't agree at first, but Yan Jiang had no choice but to take off his mask and said, "I'm Yan Jiang."
Yan Jiang pointed to the promotional photo 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's 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 behind his waist and called the manager. After a while, the manager hurried to the gate and invited Yan Jiang to the office upstairs.
After entering the office, the manager asked Yan Jiang with a smile: "Mr. Yan, what is your business 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: "Is Nan Yiyi the owner of this mall?"
The manager stared at the woman in the photo.
Although the woman in the photo was wearing a plain white dress with no makeup, the manager could also recognize that this woman was his immediate boss Nan Yiyi.
The manager nodded and said, "Our proprietress is indeed called Nan Yiyi. I'm not sure if it's the lady in your photo."
Yan Jiang nodded.
He crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, leaned back slightly, closed his eyes and said in a warm voice, "The manager, please contact your boss for me, just say that Yan Jiang wants to see her."
After thinking about it, the manager 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 boy's face on the hospital bed with her hands, and asked impatiently: "No see! Didn't I say, I'm not free these days!"
The manager was very embarrassed. He looked at Yan Jiang in embarrassment. Before he could explain, he heard Yan Jiang say, "Tell her, Yan Jiang wants to see her."
The manager braced himself, and called Mr. Nan again, before saying, "Mr. Nan, an actor named Yan Jiang, wants to see you by name."
Hearing the name Yan Jiang, Nan Yiyi was stunned.
"Who are you talking about?" Nan Yiyi tightly squeezed the cold towel in her hand, her pupils trembling slightly.
Manager: "Yan Jiang."
Nan Yiyi closed her eyes.
"Tell him, I will go to see him, first you help me entertain him well."
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 meeting room.
Yan Jiang: "Please come in."
Nan Yiyi pushes the door open and enters.
Nan Yiyi, who was wearing a blue dress, carried a powerful aura that only successful strong women have. But no matter how strong and domineering his demeanor was, after seeing the handsome and handsome young man in front of him, the blood on his face lost inch by inch.
Nan Yiyi held onto the door frame, looked at Yan Jiang's face, and murmured: "Jiang Jiang."
Emphasis: Changed a few settings, one is that the heroine is pregnant with a pair of daughters, the other is that A Rang’s name is unified as A Rang, which is convenient for everyone to read, and third, both A Rang and Han Zhan were born in 1988, A Rang Rang Xiao is half a year old, in the eighth month of the lunar calendar, so he is also a dragon.
Please correct me if there are any bugs, don’t call me, my glass heart will get angry if you scold me.
The baby of the college entrance examination raise your hand and let me see you.
This year has been full of disasters, and it is not easy for college entrance examination candidates. Everyone must take care of themselves, and I wish you a title on the gold list!
(end of this chapter)