Hard to Deceive

The words fell off.

The scene seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

This atmosphere made Su Tian feel something wrong, and quickly realized what he had said. She looked a little stiff, and changed her **** serene manner: "Ah, this is your boyfriend?"

Wen Yifan looked at Sang Yan subconsciously.

At this moment, his eyes were also on her, condescending, unable to see what he was thinking.

I don’t know if he heard it clearly, Wen Yifan could only bite the bullet and said: "Yes. My boyfriend, Sang Yan." After that, she turned her head and introduced Sang Yan: "This is my colleague, Su Tian. ."

Sang Yan said.

At this moment, the man sitting opposite Su Tian smiled and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​is it your friend?"

Su Tian nodded: "My colleague Wen Yifan."

The man had a gentle expression and politely invited: "Then since we ran into it, why not have a meal together?"

Wen Yifan doesn'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 and nodded: "Well, I asked the waiter to change to a larger table."

...

After sitting down, Wen Yifan saw Su Tian cast an apologetic look at her. She paused, feeling a little funny, and shook her head comfortingly, 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 heard from Su Tian earlier, this seems to be her new boyfriend who has only been together for about a month.

The two men talked with each other.

During the chat, Sang Yan poured a cup of warm water and placed it in front of Wen Yifan. She picked it up and took a sip, just to hear the phone ringing next to her. She freed her hand to light up the phone.

It is news from Su Tian.

Su Tian: [I rely on! I remember! 】

Su Tian: [Isn't your object the card of Fallen Street? ? ? 】

"..."

Wen Yifan almost choked.

Because of her movement, Sang Yan looked over and raised his hand to smooth her back. His expression remained the same, and his tone of voice was very weak: "Drink slowly."

After speaking, he withdrew his gaze and continued to talk to Lin Falcon.

The movement on the hand was light, and it continued.

Wen Yifan licked the corner of his lower lip and nodded. She raised her eyes and ran into Su Tianren's smile before continuing to look at the phone.

Su Tian: [I saw it several times when I went to work overtime. 】

Su Tian: [Hahahaha I laughed so hard, no wonder you said that you are the king of ducks. 】

Su Tian: [Uuuuu is really the best, I finally understand why you are chasing it! ! ! ! 】

Su Tian: [Why is he so cool and gentle? Seeing that you are choked, he just speaks mercilessly and slowly drinks, but he keeps patting you back! ! ! 】

Wen Yifan didn't know either.

How did Su Tian suddenly become Sang Yan's fan girl.

But at this moment, she suddenly realized that Sang Yan was indeed quite famous in Fallen Street.

Still became famous in this way, I don't know how to describe it.

Wen Yifan drank again.

Soon, Su Tian said again: [But, did he know you called him that? 】

Wen Yifan replied: [He doesn't know, but I'm not sure if he heard it just now. 】

Su Tian: [That must have heard qwq]

Without waiting for Wen Yifan to reply, Sang Yan looked at Su Tian suddenly and smiled politely: "Su Tian, ​​I heard Yifan mentioned 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 good and gentle personality, I am the one being taken care of."

After that, she said in a polite manner: "I often hear Yifan mention you."

Sang Yan raised her eyebrows and asked with interest: "Oh? What did she mention about me?"

"Just say you look good, you can be called a duck -" Su Tian coughed lightly, and immediately swallowed back. "She has seen the most handsome man. She also said that you have a good personality and take good care of her. ."

"Really?" Sang Yan looked at Wen Yifan and smiled. The restrained arrogance still inadvertently leaked a bit, "She often said that to me."

Wen Yifan: "..."

After the meal, the four chatted for a while, and then left the scene.

On the way home, Wen Yifan was always nervous, but he didn't hear Sang Yan mention the "king of ducks". She did not dare to take the initiative to say, after waiting for a while, seeing him look as usual, she gradually relieved her heart.

Until I get home.

Wen Yifan put on his slippers and said, "I think it's easy for you to play with boys, even in high school. The first time you saw Lin Falcon today, you can talk about so many topics with him."

Sang Yan hummed lazily.

"But Lin Falcon looks good and gentle." Wen Yifan sat on the sofa and continued, "I think Su Tian should like this mature and stable type."

"Oh," Sang Yan said slowly, "It's pretty fresh."

Wen Yifan was stunned: "What?"

Sang Yan leaned forward and poured a glass of water into her hand. He tilted his head slightly and stared directly at her: "The prerequisite for ordinary people's mate selection is at least an individual."

"..."

Before he finished the rest of the words, Wen Yifan already understood what he meant.

"My object is more curious." Sang Yan smiled, "I choose ducks."

"..." Wen Yifan's scalp was numb, and he could only pretend not to hear, and handed the water back to him, "Drink?"

Sang Yan smiled: "Don't drink."

Wen Yifan snorted and had to continue drinking by himself.

"I didn't know it," Sang Yan leaned back in his chair, and slowly settled accounts with her in the private space of the two of them. "My aptitude turned out to be so superior, and even reached the king of ducks. Level."

"..."

"Why can someone tell me?" Sang Yan's fingertips hooked her fingers, and then gradually moved up his wrist, his tone was a little provocative, "If I didn't meet the charge standard?"

Wen Yifan couldn't help it: "Why didn't you mention it just now."

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, with a trailing ending: "Isn't it hard to tell."

"..."

Wen Yifan didn't feel that he found it difficult to speak.

On the contrary, he is the fastest to take on the role every time.

"Then you go out shopping, even if you are satisfied with the product," Wen Yifan put down the water glass, pretending to be extremely calm, "I 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 to kiss him. She felt a little funny inexplicably, and quickly stopped 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 would recognize you after hearing the term'top card'." Wen Yifan explained to him, "I just managed to find a synonym."

Sang Yan squeezed her fingertips.

"I told Su Tian after we were together," Wen Yifan continued, laughing again, "she also said that I am the queen of ducks."

Sang Yan's eyebrows moved when he heard this name.

After saying this, Wen Yifan continued to kiss him, with a vague voice.

"I touched you all."

"..."

the following few days.

Wen Yifan went to the police station again. It was Sang Yan who accompanied him. He happened to see Che Yanqin once. She bumped into walls too many times in front of Wen Yifan, and didn't take the initiative to talk to her.

After noticing Sang Yan next to Wen Yifan, Che Yanqin seemed to have thought of something. She cast her gaze from time to time, toward Sang Yan's direction: "Young man, are you the object of frost?"

Sang Yan didn't raise his eyes and ignored her intentions at all.

Che Yanqin said strangely again: "I think your conditions are pretty good. Why did you find my niece."

Sang Yan pulled her lips, seemingly chuckled, but still ignored her.

Che Yanqin continued to say a few more words, perhaps because he has not received a response, and he has become angry. She turned her head to look at Wen Yifan, and sneered: "Shuangjiang, who are you looking for? Do you have a tutor?"

Wen Yifan said calmly: "His tutor is good, don't bother you."

Che Yanqin rolled his eyes: "I think the elders didn't even hear what they said. Is this also good?"

Wen Yifan looked at her: "You might as well take a look at yourself if you have that skill. You won't be able to save it if you return to the furnace and rebuild."

"..."

Out of the police station.

Because it was the first time that Sang Yan felt his relatives, Wen Yifan felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at Sang Yan in a nasty tone: "My relatives are pretty weird, right? You may not have seen anything like this..."

"I also know to protect me." Sang Yan saw her in this sharp state for the first time, rubbed her head vigorously, and said amusedly, "Wen Shuangjiang, you still know how to swear?"

Wen Yifan was a little embarrassed.

Sang Yan went on to say, "Very good."

She had a meal.

"There are too many people with distorted personality in this world. Don't let this kind of person bully you, and don't let them push your nose and face." Sang Yan bent down and stared at her and said seriously, "When you meet them, be like Just like protecting me, protecting yourself, you know?"

"..." Wen Yifan looked back at him, pursed his lips, "Yeah." "No matter what happens," Sang Yan habitually pinches her face, a little bit in the cold voice. Soothed, "If you can solve it, remember to find me if you can't."

Wen Yifan stared at him without blinking.

Sang Yan didn't speak any more, his eyes remained 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 bent.

"understood."

Hearing this answer, Sang Yan bends the corner of his lower lips, and the vortex is very shallow. He raised his hand to help her carelessly sort out the broken hair on the side of her face, and then solemnly finished her words.

"Remember, I am your support."

...

Wen Yifan didn't care too much about the development of Che Xingde. After all, she also knew that what Che Xingde did was not serious and could not be sentenced to severe punishment.

Through Fu Zhuang, Wen Yifan learned that his side seemed to always want to move closer to the family affairs and grab her bag. It was only a drag under the dispute. And there were no valuables in her bag at the time, so she could not be called a snatch.

Someone called him to the police and he didn't run, and all subsequent procedures were extremely coordinated. In the end, it seemed that he was only detained for half a month, and was released after paying a fine.

Wen Yifan didn't care too much.

Because she just wanted to make Che Xingde feel that what he did would definitely pay a price, no matter the severity. In addition, she was not at all afraid of this family, she was only worried that it would affect her and Sang Yan.

If there is no problem in this area.

She will no longer care about these people, and will no longer be affected by them.

In a twinkling of an eye, Midsummer came to an end with the turn of the month. The temperature was so hot that it dissipated, and the temperature in Nanwu City dropped, accompanying the arrival of this autumn.

After returning from Yihe, Sang Yan contacted Qian Fei several times.

But maybe I know that Sang Yan has been to Yihe, and I also learned that he beat up Duan Jiaxu, Qian Fei can find new reasons every time, either there is something here or there. In short, he is not willing to come out. Meet him.

Sang Yan didn't know what he was afraid of, and didn't have the patience to use him.

"If you don't come today, don't come anymore."

After a while.

Qian Feicai sent a sentence: [My wife is free today. 】

Qian Fei: [I will bring her together. 】

"..."

Upon seeing this, Sang Yan sneered and squeezed out the smoke in his hand. He straightened up, lazily replied with his voice, "You want your wife to see your nose and face are swollen", then turned his head back to "working overtime".

The Fallen Street is especially lively on weekends, and the bars are even more noisy.

Sang Yan was about to go to the bar to have a drink, and suddenly noticed that there was a familiar character in that area. The arc of his lips gradually narrowed, and he walked over without stopping.

The music that bombards the ears, the extremely noisy 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 lady wants to kill me again, dreaming!"

The woman's expression was very disgusting, as if she wanted to leave here.

Cha Xingde stretched out his hand to pull at her and continued: "I didn't do anything the fuck, didn't get any money, and was scolded by my sister. Wait, stinky girl, I don't find you ..."

The woman got angry, and she struggled to escape: "You are crazy! Are you going to let go!"

next moment.

Sang Yan grabbed Cha Xingde's back collar directly, his expression extremely cold. He didn't look at anyone, didn't say a word, dragged him and walked out, the veins on his hand appeared, but he looked relaxed.

Che Xingde yelled, "Who the **** are you!"

He could still faintly hear the voice from He Mingbo behind.

"This person has come to us several times. I'm sorry, ma'am, it's affected..."

Perceiving the movement on his side, the security guard walked over and asked, "Brother Yan, shall I handle it?"

Sang Yan looked at him: "You are busy with you."

It may be that Cha Xingde's limbs are extremely weak because he has been drinking too much. He was strangled by the collar and couldn't even speak clearly.

Sang Yan slammed the wall hard in the alley behind his bar.

Che Xingde knocked his back against the hard wall, wailed a few times in pain, and then opened his eyes.

Sang Yan squatted down, looking hidden in the darkness: "Come out?"

Cha Xingde's voice was chaotic: "It's you again..."

"I didn't look for you," Sang stretched his hand to grab his hair and pressed it to the ground. He smiled, the feeling of tyranny accumulated for a long time was completely uncontrollable at this moment, "You dare to come to me?"

"..."

-"Yes, he has been harassing me."

Recalling every word she had said, Sang Yan slammed Cha Xingde's head on the ground, and said without a wave of waves, "Let's listen."

"..."

"Who do you want to trouble?"