Song Fei accepted the bank card, and asked Yan Jiang, "Is this bribe money?" A smile was gradually tainted in those eyes that were as cold as snow.
Yan Jiang corrected Song Fei's words: "It's not a bribe, it's a family fund." Taking Song Fei's right hand, Yan Jiang bowed his head and kissed the back of her hand, and asked her, "There is Miss Lao Song, who will help me spend my whole life. money."
Song Fei was a little moved, but she didn't want to be seen by Yan Jiang, so she turned her head pretendingly indifferently, and said in pretended disgust, "Nicky!"
Sitting down with the money rose in her arms, Song Fei fastened her seat belt and suddenly told Yan Jiang: "I also prepared a gift for you, and I will give it to you tonight."
"good."
With anticipation for the gift, Yan Jiang took Song Fei to drive to Wanyu County next door. Wanyu County is near the sea, and there is a leisure island, which is suitable for short-term travel.
This weekend, they plan to live by the sea.
Yan Jiang took Song Fei to a local farmhouse and had an authentic seafood meal. After eating, Yan Jiang rubbed his hands and asked Song Fei impatiently, "Where's the gift?"
Song Fei said, "Come with me."
Song Fei took Yan Jiang to the beach, the weather was very cold, and the sea breeze made Song Fei's cheeks hurt. Song Fei hugged her entire face with a scarf, only her eyes were exposed.
"Where is the gift?" Yan Jiang stared at the empty beach, very curious.
Song Fei said, "I have clues on me, you can look for them."
Song Fei was wearing a faux fur coat, black fleece tights, and a pair of flat sneakers. It was cold, and there was no one around the sea area, so Yan Jiang blatantly put his hand into Song Fei's coat.
After groping for a while, Yan Jiang found a note under the thin belt of Song Fei's underwear. Putting the note under his nose and sniffing it, he pretended to be frivolous and said, "It smells like milk."
Squinting indifferently, Song Fei threatened him expressionlessly: "Looking for death?"
Yan Jiang behaved immediately. He opened the note and saw that it read—
Boat.
Yan Jiang raised his eyes towards the sea and saw more than a dozen boats and two or three yachts moored by the sea. "There are so many boats, you want me to look for them one by one?" Yan Jiang felt tired, how long would it take to find them.
Song Fei reminded: "There is always a different one."
"Is it?"
Yan Jiang walked around those ships twice, and finally, he stopped under a brand new yacht and did not leave. If there is any difference, the cruise ship in front of him is too new!
"You rented a yacht?" Could this be Song Fei's gift
"Rent?" Song Fei curled her lips in disdain and called, "Sister Fei never uses things that others have used." Song Fei boarded the yacht and said, "Sister bought it!"
Song Fei turned on the light, and Yan Jiang saw two words written on the yacht—
Tibetan River.
Yan Jiang pointed to those two words, a thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't want to believe it was true. He said to Song Fei uncertainly: "Explain to me what these two words mean."
Song Fei: "Is it hard to understand? Jinwuzang Yanjiang."
Yan Jiang's smile gradually froze, it really meant what he thought.
"Very, very good." Yan Jiang's smile was as much against his will as it was against his will.
Song Fei hooked her fingers towards Yan Jiang, "Come up."
Yan Jiang stepped onto the yacht on the stairs.
He stood on the deck, staring at Song Fei's eyes exposed outside the scarf, and couldn't help asking, "Did you rob? Or did you hack someone else's account and steal money?" Song Fei didn't have much money, and she definitely couldn't buy it. from this yacht.
Song Fei gave Yan Jiang a blank look, and scolded him: "Short-sighted."
Song Fei walked into the cabin, and after a while, she came out dragging a suitcase.
Song Fei opened the suitcase in front of Yan Jiang, revealing the neatly folded cash in the suitcase. Song Fei clapped her hands, and told Yan Jiang arrogantly: "Sister Fei is rich, and Sister Fei will support you in the future."
"Song Fei, you really stole money!" Yan Jiang's mood changed when he spoke.
Yan Jiang stared at the money. He seemed to see the scene where the police put handcuffs on Song Fei's wrists and told her, "Criminal Song Fei, you have been arrested for stealing huge amounts of property!" .
Yan Jiang was frightened into a cold sweat.
Seeing Yan Jiang's worried expression, Song Fei couldn't stand it anymore, and then explained: "Do you still remember that little apprentice I told you about?"
Yan Jiang nodded. "Remember."
"The little apprentice has been very good these years. He sold all the software and codes I wrote back then, and used the money to manage my finances. Now you, Sister Fei, are also a rich woman with assets of more than 20 billion."
And Yan Jiang, whose assets were only 200 million yuan, was speechless.
"A Fei."
"Call me Sister Fei." With the money in hand, Sister Fei was gone.
Yan Jiang: "Sister Fei. Sister Fei is rich, and Sister Fei is powerful." Yan Jiang sat on the box of money, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a slow puff. Breathing out the smoke, Yan Jiang looked at the bright moon above his head, and said silently in his heart: After all, I have embarked on the road of relying on beauty to make a living!
After smoking, Yan Jiang calmly accepted the fact that he became Song Fei's baby boy.
Yan Jiang walked into the cabin of the yacht, intending to inspect his golden house.
There is a lounge inside the yacht and a bedroom outside, but there is also a door inside the bedroom. "Is this also a room?"
Yan Jiang pushed open the door, only to find that there was a tool room.
Seeing those tools, Yan Jiang's breathing became slightly stagnant. When he thought of those tools that Song Fei would use, his breath became short of breath and his heart beat faster.
Song Fei walked in one step behind, and she hugged Yan Jiang's waist from behind. "This is a gift from me to you."
People have some shortcomings more or less, Song Fei, a young genius with high IQ, turned out to be an M-type masochist. As for Yan Jiang, he is not S, but he is willing to learn to be S for Song Fei.
Song Fei walked to the wall, took down a small black leather whip with tassels, and put it into Yan Jiang's hand. "Try?"
Yan Jiang's throat rolled, "Okay."
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Returning to Wangdong City from Wanyu County, Yan Jiang asked his boss for leave, the reason for the leave was marriage. When Yan Jiang got the marriage leave slip, he couldn't control the corners of his mouth. Colleagues in the unit knew that he was getting married, and they all wished him well.
Yan Jiang walked out of the police station with a smile, touched the smooth top of his head, and couldn't help humming.
He kept humming all the way home, and he was still in a good mood. Yan Jiang's good mood was finally blown away when he opened the door and saw a group of men in black standing in his living room.
"You are." Yan Jiang stared at the man sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, a little surprised.
The man was wearing an iron-gray suit, with blond hair and blue eyes, and quite deep features. He looked like a genuine foreigner.
Yan Jiang didn't know this foreigner.
The gringo put down his coffee cup and said in non-standard Chinese: "Hello, my lord Cecilio Clooney."
Cecilio Clooney
Yan Jiang's expression changed slightly, "Brother!"
Yan Jiang's big brother frightened Cecilio directly.
Cecilio looked at the enthusiastic and well-behaved brother-in-law, and was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and called out solemnly: "Brother-in-law."
Yan Jiang looked around the room, but didn't see Song Fei, so he asked Cecilio, "Where is Ah Fei?"
Cecilio: "She hasn't come back yet."
"Then how did you get in?"
Cecilio looked in the direction of the gate and said, "Obviously, I came in through the gate."
Is that the point
The point is that there is no key and no password to open the door, how did Cecilio get in!
But Yan Jiang didn't dare to make trouble in front of Cecilio. He heard Han Zhan and Song Song talk about this elder brother. Knowing that this elder brother is not easy to provoke, Yan Jiang dare not provoke him.
"Brother is almost finished drinking coffee, shall I make another pot of coffee?" Yan Jiang only had coffee-making skills on the table.
Cecilio nodded.
Yan Jiang made coffee and shared a cup with Cecilio.
The two chatted in Chinese for more than ten minutes, and Song Fei came back.
Song Fei went to see the little apprentice today, and when she came back, she stepped on a skateboard and jumped in from the gate with a single jump. She put away the skateboard, shook her long hair, and walked quickly into the room.
Entering the room, I saw a group of big men in black, and Yan Jiang, who was wearing a white sweater, was sitting in the middle of a group of big men in black, like a lamb in a wolf's den.
No matter how you look at it, it's all weird.
Song Fei looked at Yan Jiang first, and was relieved when she saw that Cecilio hadn't touched Yan Jiang.
Song Fei's eyes fell on Cecilio again.
Although they are half-brothers and sisters, Cecilio looks nothing like her and Song Ci.
He's more like a younger version of Edward.
When Song Fei was looking at Cecilio, Cecilio was also looking at Song Fei. Song Fei and Song Ci are twins, they look alike at first glance, but after a closer look, you can find that the two are actually very recognizable.
Song Ci is the warm and charming type, and Song Fei is the glamorous and arrogant type, but neither is easy to provoke at first glance.
Women are not easy to mess with.
Cecilio has already discovered that every domineering man, once they meet a woman who makes them fall in love, will do their best every minute.
You look at Edward, then at Han Zhan, then at himself.
These are living examples!
Cecilio and Song Fei had already talked on the phone before, and Cecilio had already discovered that Song Fei was a silent girl. It just so happens that he doesn't like to talk either.
"Good afternoon," Cecilio said.
Song Fei: "Good afternoon."
Song Fei sat down on the armrest of the single sofa under Yan Jiang, put her arms around Yan Jiang's shoulders, and asked Cecilio: "Have you cracked the code of our house?"
Cecilio expressed his apologies, "It's too cold outside, it's really helpless to break into the door."
"Ah"
I believe you ghost.
But Cecilio's next move directly moved Song Fei. Cecilio stretched out his hand, and the subordinate handed over an order contract to Cecilio.
The contract is all written in Italian.
Cecilio handed the contract to Song Fei and explained: "This is the order contract for the instruments you need. I will keep the contract for you. If there is any problem with the instrument, the company will repair it for you free of charge or replace."
Song Fei stared at the contract, and suddenly squeezed out a kind smile towards Cecilio. "Brother, stay for dinner tonight!"
Cecilio was startled by Song Fei's smile. He hesitated for a while before he nodded, ".OK."
Song Fei and Yan Jiang entered the kitchen, and the two of them worked together for a while, cooked a table of dishes, and invited Cecilio to taste them. Cecilio was surprised that Song Fei could cook. He tasted the food and found that it tasted very good.
"It turns out that this is the taste of Chinese food."
Hearing Cecilio's muttering, Yan Jiang said, "Chinese food is very delicious, and it is rare to find authentic Chinese food abroad."
Cecilio listened to what he said, and said, "If you have a chance, you must taste it."
Cecilio doesn't like to talk much when eating.
After eating two bowls of rice, Cecilio got up and said goodbye.
After Song Fei sent Cecilio away, she quickly took a photo of the order contract and sent it to Song Ci for viewing. "Little idiot, Cecilio has come and brought me a present."
Song Ci posted a jealous emoji.
Song Ci: [Regret getting married too early, I missed Cecilio's gift perfectly.]
Song Fei: [You can marry again.]
Song Ci: [Rolling.]
Song Ci and Song Fei finished chatting, entered Moments, and saw Su Huanyan posted a video of her playing spinning in a nightclub.
In almost every city, there are several nightclubs designed as weight loss centers. While the weight loss people were sweating profusely on the sports equipment, the DJ cheered them up on the stage.
Su Huanyan is not fat at all, but she goes there three times a week just to exercise.
Song Ci commented on Su Huanyan: [A crowd of demons dances wildly.]
Su Huanyan replied to Song Ci: [Are you coming?]
Song Ci: [Brother Han is not at home, I want to watch the child.]
Su Huanyan: [Then make an appointment next time.]
Su Huanyan put away her phone, took a sip of water, bent over and rubbed her thighs a few times, and got on the spinning bike again.
Playing until half past nine, Su Huanyan was ready to go home. She wiped her face with a towel, put on her peaked cap, and walked out of the nightclub.
Su Huanyan's car was parked next to the park at the end of the nightclub. She walked there on foot and just found the key to unlock the car. When unlocking, the car lights flickered a few times, Su Huanyan saw a tall man standing next to her car through the bright red car lights.
Su Huanyan's brisk footsteps suddenly stopped.
She subconsciously wanted to run.
At the moment when Su Huanyan was about to turn around and run away, Cecilio suddenly said, "The faster you run, the faster Cheng Yanmo will die."
Su Huanyan was forced to stop.
She turned her head angrily, stared at the domineering and unreasonable devil, and walked over quickly.
As they approached, Su Huanyan suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her hand and slapped Cecilio. "You are so cheap!"
Cecilio was slapped by Su Huanyan and his head was turned away. Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, Cecilio slowly turned his face. Looking at Su Huanyan's pretty face full of anger, Cecilio suddenly laughed.
Su Huanyan felt a little creepy when she heard his laughter.
"Huanyan, have you forgotten that when you first met me, you didn't even dare to make loud noises in bed, because you were afraid of making me angry. Now you are more courageous and dare to hit me!"
This is really wanton.
Su Huanyan didn't dare to answer Cecilio's words. Cecilio is full of pitfalls, and she will fall into Cecilio's way if she is not paying attention.
In front of Cecilio, Su Huanyan suddenly took out her mobile phone and impatiently called Cheng Yanmo.
Cecilio heard Su Huanyan call softly: "Ink ink."
Among the tens of thousands of Chinese characters, the word 'ink ink' is the most disgusting!
(end of this chapter)