Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

When Song Fei saw that Song Ci was silent and did not speak, his sisterhood was just like that.

"Why, don't you want to lend it to me?" Song Fei sneered, "That's how you love me."

Song Ci said with a guilty conscience, "I don't have much money..."

Song Fei: "Your man has a lot of money."

Song Ci: "Yan Jiang also has money."

"I have hands and feet, why use man's money!" Sister Song Fei is very burdened.

This made Song Ci's eyelids jump wildly. She rolled her eyes to retort Song Fei: "If you have hands and feet and can't use man's money, will I break my hand and foot?" Song Ci stared at Song Fei fiercely. She said, "I don't want to use Brother Han's money either."

Song Fei snorted and told her: "You were married, and the marriage certificate was stamped. Your property is shared. It is only natural for you to use his money."

Song Fei said: "Besides, the Mo family's affairs are not my own business. My father is our common father. Since we want to find out the relationship between him and the Mo family, it makes no sense to let me do this alone. You really consider yourself the richest man's wife with neither money nor effort?"

Song Fei usually doesn't talk too much, but when he talks too much, he can kill people.

Song Ci was at a loss. She took out the bank card that she had prepared a long time ago and said, "There are six million in it, which is the dividend that Liang Bo gave me, and the endorsement fee I earned from endorsing airlines. Song Fei, the money You, don't make trouble for me."

Song Ci always worried that Song Fei would commit a crime.

Song Fei took the card away and put the bank card in his pocket without the slightest psychological burden. When putting it in, he asked Song Ci: "I was ready a long time ago, why didn't I take it out before."

"Huge money, I can't bear it." Song Ci looked at the outline of the bank card in the pocket of Song Fei's suit and pants, with blood dripping from his heart.

Song Fei was amused by Song Ci’s pitiful eyes. She raised her right hand and embraced Song Ci’s arm, like a scumbag coaxing her girlfriend. She coaxed Song Ci: “Don’t worry, little idiot. My sister has earned money. Give it back to you."

Song Ci didn't believe her at all. They are engaged in virus research, and they can't make a lot of money in their lifetime. After Song Ci used the money, he didn't plan to return it again.

As Song Fei said, it is not Song Fei's responsibility to find out the affairs of his father and the Mo family. As Song Tingyun's daughter, Song Ci also has the obligation. She paid for Song Fei's efforts, and that was right.

Han Zhan is now sweet and sweet, and he will be surrounded by people wherever he goes. He saw Song Fei with Song Fei, and then he talked with people in peace.

After Yan Jiang entered the lobby, he saw many colleagues and friends in the entertainment industry, and was dragged by others to reminisce about the past. The two sisters got quiet, so they sat down on the sofa and opened the auction book to study.

"Song Ci." Su Huanyan's gentle and clear voice sounded behind Song Ci.

When Song Ci turned around, he saw a beautiful pregnant woman standing behind him. Su Huanyan's abdomen was also bulging, and it didn't fit her cheongsam anymore. Today Su Huanyan gave up her cheongsam and wore a beige dress with a wide skirt, which covered her pregnant belly.

"Huanyan, come and sit here." Song Ci patted the empty seat beside him.

Hearing the name Huanyan, Song Fei looked up at Su Huanyan. Nodded indifferently to Su Huanyan, Song Fei lowered his head and continued to flip through the booklet.

Su Huanyan was handsome by Song Fei in a suit.

After sitting down beside Song Ci, Su Huanyan bit her ears secretly with Song Ci and said, "Song Ci, is this your sister Song Fei? It's amazing. You all look alike, but you wear different styles of clothes. There are two temperaments."

Song Ci asked amusedly: "You are telling me, what is my temperament, and what is Song Fei?"

Su Huanyan said: "You are extravagant and magnificent."

Song Ci squinted and smiled.

Su Huanyan glanced at Song Fei, and said in a quieter voice: "Your sister is a gangster and domineering."

"The summary is in place." Song Ci smiled, she bumped Song Fei's arm, and said: "Can you sit down with elegant views? You are not a lady like this."

Song Fei was chewing popping candy in his mouth, wearing a black suit, and stepping on a pair of black high heels with diamond face. She sat on the sofa, folded her legs, and looked at the brochure with her chin slightly raised, just like the president Na overbearing, she was indeed not a lady.

Hearing Song Ci's words, Song Fei assumed she was farting. Thousands of people and different looks, fat and thin, each has its own merits, she will sit on the most unique woman.

Song Ci and Su Huanyan are the same type of girls, and neither can resist the attractiveness of beautiful jewelry. The two chattered about which set of jewelry looks better and what kind of dress the earrings are suitable for.

Song Fei sounded dull.

She raised her head and looked towards Yan Jiang, and saw a girl almost pressing her body to Yan Jiang. Song Fei got up, picked up the wine, and walked over there step by step.

There were three people standing with Yan Jiang and talking, two men and one woman, all men were actors. They are all old friends who worked with Yan Jiang in his famous works many years ago.

At that time, they were still immature and did not understand the rules of the circle. The friendship established at that time was quite pure. In addition, Yan Jiang's character is his own way, he doesn't shy or hypocritical, everyone likes his true temperament.

After so many years, they have always maintained a good relationship, and will find time to meet several times a year, gather together, have a meal, and sing. Meeting at the party, it is inevitable to hold Yan Jiang back.

The tall girl wearing a dark purple tube top skirt is a well-known model in China who has photographed fashion magazines with Yan Jiang.

This girl had chased Yan Jiang before, but only Song Fei was in Yan Jiang's heart, and she rejected the girl directly.

In the scene that Song Fei saw just now, it happened that the girl approached Yan Jiang and asked, "Brother Jiang, I heard that you are in love, did you bring your girlfriend?"

Yan Jiang stepped back subconsciously, and poked a finger on the girl's arm, reminding her: "Be careful of the distance when speaking. I have a family member engaged. The distance is too close and I was misunderstood."

Hearing this, the girl's expression was a bit embarrassing.

Two old friends saw that Yan Jiang was still so ruthlessly, and they all sympathized with the female model.

The actor named Wei Lai asked Yan Jiang: "By the way, when you were interviewed last time, you openly admitted that you chased Song Fei for many years. You just said that you were engaged and didn't bring your fiancée?"

It was the first time that Yan Jiang participated in this kind of public occasion with Song Fei. He wished everyone knew that he and Song Fei were a couple. "She is here too."

Yan Jiang raised his head and looked at where Song Fei was sitting.

Glancing at the past, she saw Song Fei getting up and walking towards them. Yan Jiang nodded his chin in the direction Song Fei came, and said, "That's my fiancee."

Wei Lai and the female models looked up at the same time and looked in the direction of Song Fei. They saw a girl wearing a white vest and a black suit walking over.

The girl's waist is not a waist, but a scimitar of the deadly Saburo, so thin and white that no one dares to look at it.

A girl is beautiful but beautiful, but her eyes are as cold as mountain spring water, she looks like a girl who is not easy to provoke.

The actor named Zhong Xiangshou next to Wei Lai saw that Song Fei looked good. He raised his eyebrows at Yan Jiang with a winking eyebrow, and said with a smile: "The fiancee is very shabby."

Yan Jiang smiled, "That's my little ancestor."

Song Fei's little ancestor walked to them, looked straight at the female model beside Yan Jiang, and narrowed his cold eyes.

Just looking at the female model indifferently, Song Fei walked to Yan Jiang's side, raised his right hand, and gently patted Yan Jiang's right arm, as if he was cleaning up the virus, disgusting and disgusting.

There is no dust there, but it was swept by the female model's hair just now.

Knowing that Song Fei must be angry, Yan Jiang was in full bloom. He maintained the expression on his face and introduced Song Fei and two friends. "A Fei, this is Wei Lai and Zhong Xiangshou, friends in my circle."

When it was time to introduce the girl, Yan Jiang smiled and said indifferently: "This is Michelle, a female colleague I have met at work before."

Song Fei nodded and greeted Wei Lai and the others, and then glanced at Michelle lukewarmly. She did not respond, just like looking at the air.

Michelle looked embarrassed ever since Song Fei patted Yan Jiang's sleeves. At this moment, Song Fei was ignored again, and Michelle couldn't stand it no matter how thick-skinned it was. She found a reason and slipped away.

Wei Lai and Zhong Xiangshou looked at each other with excitement.

They could see it, and the **** Yan Jiang had found Song Fei, a Tyrant god.

A radish and a pit, it goes well.

Wei Lai and the others had a few conversations with Yan Jiang and Song Fei. Song Fei was kind to Wei Lai and the others because of Yan Jiang's face. After the two people left, Song Fei stared at Yan Jiang with an unpredictable expression, and said, "Be conscious of it in the future, don't mess around with flowers, your body is mine, don't touch anyone else."

Yan Jiang was very happy.

Song Fei looks so cute when he is jealous.

He quickly argued to prove his innocence, "I have nothing to do with her, she lusts for my beauty and male body. And I only **** for you."

Song Fei: "Shit!"

Nasty!

Song Fei said, "Go, it's time to take a seat." After that, Song Fei strode forward, looking from the back, her ears were red and translucent.

Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei's ears darkly.

Want to bite.

He squeezed the protruding collarbone, and then walked behind Song Fei to the venue.

-

Above the head is the suspended ceiling of the sky of the planet, crystal lamps burst out with dazzling light, men and women sitting under the light, whispering about the auction items tonight.

After the auction officially started, a tall and handsome man stepped onto the platform.

He has a pair of charming brown eyes. When he looks at people, he looks gentle and uses no speech. The man said, "Welcome all guests to participate in the annual charity auction to crown love. I am the crowning jewelry brand for love." Boss, Joeson." Boss Joe's voice is also very nice.

Qiao Sen comes from Binjiang City, and his position in Binjiang City is comparable to that of Cheng Yanmo in Wangdong City. After he introduced himself, the guests applauded in face.

Song Ci applauded and said to Han Zhan: "This President Qiao is quite handsome."

Han Zhan told her: "This President Qiao already has a wife, so don't be delusional."

Song Ci was wronged, and she cast her eyes on Han Zhan abruptly, with aggrieved eyes. "What did Brother Han say, my heart is filled with you, so how can I tolerate others."

Han Zhan knew that she loved the poor, and just smiled when she heard the words, and stopped talking.

After Qiaosen finished his speech, he walked off the platform and sat in the middle of the first row. The host of the auction came on stage, and under her clever mouth, every auction item became precious and unique as if it was given life and legend.

Sales mouths, bluffing ghosts, under the instigation of the host population, the guests rushed to bid for the price.

Song Ci sighed: "There are so many rich people."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows, but remained silent.

"The auction item below is a new piece of jade carving master Erza's "Picking Lotus"." The emcee came up with a treasure in both hands, and the host opened the cover to reveal the jade carving work inside.

It is an ornament carved with jasper. On a pure black stone plate, there is a dragonfly-picking lotus statue. The lotus and even the petite dragonfly are all carved to life.

The detailed picture of this work was displayed on the big screen, and the guests present were all moved by it.

The host first shared the selection and carving techniques of this jade sculpture with everyone, and then introduced the master of the jade sculpture.

"Master Erza's fame in the jade carving industry needless to say. Every year, she puts out one of the most satisfying works for charity auctions. Her works are also the most sought-after treasures by jade lovers in recent years. The auction starts at 500,000 yuan, and the highest bidder gets it!"

Erza is not only a jade carver, she is also the sister of tonight’s organizer Mr. Qiao Sen, the youngest grandmother of the Fang family in Binjiang City, Qiao Jiusheng. The guests are willing to photograph it, not only because of the collection value of the work itself, but also because they want to be friends with Qiaosen and to bond with Fang's young milk.

Song Ci recognizes Erza. They have seen them at several fashion evenings, but they are a few years old between them, and their circle of friends is different, so the relationship is normal.

Song Ci tilted his head and said to Han Zhan: "How about we buy this? It looks pretty. I don't think there is a decoration on your desk, this one is quite suitable."

Han Zhan looked at the color and shape of the jasper and he liked it, and said, "Buy." Han Zhan didn't make a move. Once he made it, things must be in his pocket. Han Zhan finally photographed the "Pickling Lotus" at a price of four million.

Later, they photographed a gemstone necklace for Mo Yao, and did not make any further moves.

Song Fei hasn't called out the price since the auction was held. She feels bored and even took out her mobile phone to play Miracle Love. This thing cost her tens of thousands of dollars, and Song Fei vowed to become the first krypton player of Love Nikki-Dress UP Queen.

But Yan Jiang saw that one of the dark green bracelets was very beautiful, so he photographed it and planned to give it to Song Fei.

Halfway through the auction, the chill was long overdue. She and Qiao Sen were old acquaintances, and the chills came to the scene, and they sat directly next to him.

Song Ci caught a glimpse of the chilling figure, and she asked Han Zhan: "The chill is here. Why didn't Manager North come?"

"He is working overtime to entertain Fox and the others on my behalf." Because Han Zhan was coming to participate in the auction, the Northern Warfare had to entertain the group of merchants from Britain on behalf of Han Zhan.

Song Ci was sympathetic to the Northern War.

The cold feeling gave Qiao Sen a lot of face, and she took two items within a quarter of an hour after sitting down. After taking the picture, she didn't raise the placard again, but bowed her head to discuss something with Jonson. These two people probably regarded the auction as a business meeting.

After a few minutes, the jade fox was finally put up.

The so-called jade fox is actually not a jade, but a small gadget carved from red agate. It is called jade fox because of the bright color and the light feeling like jade.

The jade fox is still exquisite in workmanship, but it is neither the work of a famous jeweler, nor the material is just ordinary red agate. The guests are not interested in it.

The host introduced: "This is a fox carved with red agate. It comes from the eastern Sichuan region. This red fox has the effect of improving endocrine and strengthening blood circulation. Wearing it for a long time will benefit the body."

I probably understand that this thing is a waste thing, and the auction price set by the organizer is not high, only 10,000 yuan.

Song Ci held up his placard, "Five thousand."

Song Ci thought that no one would compete with her for this thing, but he heard a male voice from the seat on the west side: "Hundred thousand." It was a young voice that was in the process of changing voice, and it was a bit dumb.

Everyone thought: Is it silly to buy such a thing for 100,000 yuan?

Everyone looked to the west curiously, and recognized that this young man was the youngest son of the Long Family of Wangdongcheng Medical Family. They all feel weird in their hearts, this thing is really so good? Is it worth tearing up the young boy from the Long family with the boss of Zeus International?

Song Ci also looked at the boy.

Seeing Song Ci looking towards him, the young Master Long blushed silently. He said to Song Ci with lips: "I'm sorry."

Song Ci was tired.

This little guy used to run behind her **** and threatened to marry her cutie when he grows up.

Juvenile love, **** is not.

Song Ci continued to raise his placard, "Two hundred thousand."

The juvenile calmly added: "300,000." Long's family has a doctor. There are Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Some people in the family make medicine and some sell medicine. The least lack of money is that stuff. For this red agate fox, the boy is determined to win.

Song Ci got on the bar with the young man, and the two of them continued to increase the price without changing their faces. You chased after me, and you gave the **** to a sky-high price of two million.

Song Ci wanted to retreat.

It's not worth spending millions to buy such a broken thing. She couldn't help but wondered to herself how likely it was that she would successfully **** the red fox after knocking out Young Master Long Xiao.

Seeing that Song Ciyan died down, Young Master Long also breathed a sigh of relief as he planned to give up.

But before I finished speaking, I saw a woman in a black suit who looked like Song Ci holding up a sign and shouting, "2.5 million!"

Young Master Long was angry.

Where is this broom star!

Young Master Long was planning to raise his placard to continue increasing the price, when his mobile phone suddenly vibrated. The young master turned on the phone and saw his buddy sent a message for help——

Brother Kun: [Longlong, I had a car accident! 】

This brother Kun is Young Master's best friend. Brother Kun will only be an adult next month, but has been secretly playing motorcycle racing for a year and a half. Young Master Long Xiao once persuaded him several times to stop him from playing such dangerous things, but Brother Kun would not listen.

You see, this is not a problem!

After receiving this news, the young master did not have any doubts, he stood up and left, and did not want the fox.

Seeing the young master suddenly got up and said to leave, the whole audience was a little dumbfounded.

Is this mad?

A child is a child and cannot bear it in his heart.

Young Master Long Xiao gave up on his own initiative, and the red agate fox naturally fell into Song Fei's hands.

-

Young Master Long Xiao's name is Long Gaogao. If you want to kiss you, you need to hug the one you want to lift. This name is just like playing.

Long Gaogao ran out of the venue in one breath. He took out his mobile phone, and while calling Brother Kun, he walked to the underground garage. The phone failed to get through, Long Gaogao thought that Brother Kun was injured and passed out.

He was anxious.

After getting in the car, Long Gaogao made another call to Brother Kun, and this time the call went through.

Brother Kun answered the phone and asked Long Gaogao in a loud voice: "Long Long, what are you doing? Your brother is singing in KTV, are you coming?"

Long Gaogao: "..."

"Didn't you have a car accident?" Long Gao gritted his teeth, his expression uncertain.

Brother Kun was taken aback, "Car accident?"

Brother Kun looked at the friends around him, he hung up the phone and sent a WeChat video to Long Gaogao. Long Gaogao picked up the video and saw the lively brother Kun, and suddenly realized that he was being tricked!

Who is it that can control Brother Kun's WeChat and text him at that time!

"Who knows your WeChat password?" Long Gaogao tortured Brother Kun.

Brother Kun was confused, but still replied obediently: "It's you."

Long Gao was so angry that he directly hung up.

He threw the phone into the empty space next to him, and yelled: "Mom hacker, **** me! Watch me catch you, don't throw you into the stinking ditch to feed the mice!"

In the meeting place, Song Fei suddenly sneezed.

Yan Jiang asked her, "Is the temperature of the air conditioner too low?"

Song Fei rubbed his nose, and said very self-aware: "No, someone is scolding me."

Yan Jiang thought Song Fei was joking.

Seeing Song Ci and Han Zhan standing behind them, Yan Jiang turned around and asked them: "Song Song, Mr. Han, are you going back now or will you leave later?"

Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, shall we go?"

When Han Zhan looked at it, it was nine forty. Pregnant women are always hungry, Han Zhan lowered his head and asked Song Ci: "Are you hungry? If we are hungry, we will go to eat supper."

Song Ci secreted a lot of saliva when he heard the supper.

"Hungry!" Song Ci asked Yan Jiang, "Brother Jiang, is the barbecue restaurant we used to go to still open?"

"Yes, let's go together?" Yan Jiang just happened to be a little hungry.

"That's fine."

The four people walked out of the venue and walked across the corridor to the elevator entrance.

As they approached the elevator entrance, they met with a deep feeling of cold. It's quieter here, and Han Qingshen is answering the phone against the wall of the corridor. Not far away, Song Ci heard the cold feeling say: "Uncle Yan, are you here?"

I don't know what the person at the other end said, so Han Qing said: "I will come down and look for you now."

Han Qingshen hung up the phone, raised his eyes and saw Song Ci and the four of them. Han Qingshen naturally recognizes Han Zhan, and has also spoken to Yan Jiang at the movie awards party.

They were all acquaintances, and Han Qingshen asked them first: "Don't wait any longer?"

Han Zhan said, "Song Ci is tired, so let's go first. Sister-in-law, do you need me to call Beizhan to pick you up?"

Cold feelings snorted lightly, seeing that Han Zhan's eyes were not warm. "You, the boss, are quite good at squeezing your subordinates. You come to be smart and leave the Northern Warlord alone in the company!"

Chill loves the Northern War deeply.

She really wanted to catch the Beizhan and make him a beautiful cage at home so that he could be her own canary.

But the Northern Warfare didn't want to be a canary, he just wanted to be Donkey Kong.

Song Ci thought that Han Zhan would have a guilty conscience, but Han Zhan had a deep-skinned face. After hearing the cold complaint, he made a serious suggestion to Han Qing. He said: "Sister-in-law, you can buy Zeus International and let Bei Zhan Lai will be the CEO and I will be the deputy manager."

"The boss has ordered it, and Han Zhan's definition is inevitable!"

Cold feeling: "..."

If she wants to acquire Zeus International, she will acquire it soon? But Zeus International is a hard bone, she can't eat even if she wants to.

Han Qing sneered, and walked away with his long legs.

Song Fei, who was overseeing the conversation, looked up at this moment and stared at Han Zhan with a smile, and said, "Brother-in-law's mouth is quite poisonous."

Brother Han dared to offend Chill, but did not dare to offend Song Fei, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

The four followed Han Qingshen into the elevator. In the elevator, Han Qing asked Song Ci: "How many months old, Song Ci?"

Song Ci still respects Han Qing. After all, this woman is definitely a powerful person to secure the position of the president of Empire Entertainment. Song Ci replied with deep feelings: "There are still more than three months left, it should be the end of the winter moon."

"That's four years younger than our little treasure. I heard the Bei Zhan say they are a pair of daughters?"

"Well, I checked, it is indeed a pair of daughters."

"congratulations."

During the conversation, the elevator reached the first floor. Han Qingshen turned around and asked Yan Jiang, "Your car is also parked outside?"

"Yes, in area B."

"Then let's go together."

The cars of five people were all parked in the outdoor parking lot of Zone B. They walked out from the left side of the restaurant. From a distance, Song Ci saw a man standing in front of a Bentley.

The man should not be young anymore, there are a few very light wrinkles at the end of his eyes. But those wrinkles didn't add to his oldness, but instead precipitated a unique temperament, like a mellow wine, the longer it gets, the more fragrant it gets.

The man held a little girl in his arms, it was Bei Xiaobao.

The night of the eighth month of the lunar calendar was not very hot. Bei Xiaobao was wearing a puff sleeve long skirt with long hair tied into a pair of croissant braids.

Hearing the footsteps, Bei Xiaobao raised his head. Seeing the deep feeling of cold, Bei Xiaobao's round eyes burst out with amazing light. She opened her arms and shouted sweetly, "Mom!"

After Yan Rufeng saw the deep feeling of cold, he put Bei Xiaobao on the ground. Bei Xiaobao twisted his **** and rushed towards the chill, moving quickly, like a small cannonball.

Bei Xiaobao hugged Han Qing's legs, raised his head and smiled and said to Han Qingshen, "Mom, I have been waiting for you with my grandpa for a long time. Would you still take me to eat taro balls?"

Bei Xiaobao loves taro balls, and the cold feeling promised her the day before yesterday that she would take Bei Xiaobao to her favorite drink shop to eat taro balls.

Han Qing looked thin, but easily hugged Bei Xiaobao, who was more than 30 kilograms. Shaving Bei Xiaobao's nose, he said with a deep feeling, "Of course I go, isn't this mom here?"

Bei Xiaobao was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around and said to Yan Rufeng behind him: "Little grandpa, my mother promised to take me to eat taro balls. I'll give you two taro balls."

Yan Rufeng didn't speak, but stared behind Han Qingshen in a daze.

To be precise, Yan Rufeng's eyes looked at Yan Jiang beside Song Fei.

In the night, Yan Jiang was very conspicuous in a white suit, young and handsome, which made Yan Rufeng travel through time and space to see the illusion of himself when he was young. In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Looking at Yan Rufeng, Yan Jiang's eyes were uncertain. It turns out that Director Yan of Empire Entertainment is Yan Rufeng.

No matter how many years have passed, Yan Jiang will never forget Yan Rufeng's face and remember him.

The person in front of him is the source of Yan Jiang's pain.

Although Yan Rufeng is the director of Empire Entertainment, he rarely shows up in public. He is low-key and mysterious, only living by word of mouth. Yan Jiang has also heard of some things about Director Yan. He knows that the president of Empire Entertainment has a deep sense of coldness. In fact, Director Yan pulls it out.

I also know that Director Yan and the founder of Empire Entertainment, Han Chenyi, have such an incredible relationship.

Yan Jiang knows a lot about Director Yan of Empire Entertainment, but he doesn't know that Director Yan is called Yan Rufeng!

Han Qing deeply noticed Yan Rufeng's abnormality, and she asked in surprise, "Uncle Yan, what's wrong? Is there anyone you know here?" Han Qing turned around and looked at Han Zhan and the four of them.

Seeing Yan Jiang, Han Qing thought of something, his expression changed slightly.

Yan Rufeng, Yan Jiang...

Han Qing was shocked by his own guess.

Yan Rufeng walked to the side of the cold, he looked at Yan Jiang on the opposite side with a calm expression. After a long time, Yan Rufeng said, "You've grown up, Jiang Jiang."

Chilled eyes widened slightly.

Is Yan Jiang really that kid?

Hearing Yan Rufeng's words, Yan Jiang cast a strange and disdainful look at him. Yan Jiang said indifferently: "Who are you? Do we know?"

Yan Rufeng heard the hatred hidden between the lines in the youth, and the deep resentment. Yan Rufeng frowned slightly and asked Yan Jiang, "Are you hating Dad?"

father!

Except Yan Jiang himself, all the people present changed their expressions.

Song Fei looked at Yan Rufeng's face, it was difficult to associate him with the uncle in his memory who was wearing casual casual clothes and always had a gloomy air on his face. Song Ci no longer remembers what Yan Jiang's father looked like, so when she heard Yan Rufeng's words, she only found it absurd.

Are you kidding me?

Yan Rufeng turned out to be A Jiang's father?

Didn't it mean that after Yan Rufeng eloped with that person back then, he left Wangdongcheng, and there has been no news since then?

"Dad..." Yan Jiang wasn't shouting Yan Rufeng, but playing with the word'Dad' between his mouth.

Among others, father and child should be one of the closest relationships in the world. But here in Yan Jiang, father is a disgusting term.

"Mister is wrong. My father has been dead for fourteen years, and his grave is three feet tall." With a smile indifferently, Yan Jiang asked Yan Rufeng: "How could Mr. be my father?"

Yan Rufeng: "..."

He was also not angry, but sighed: "Jiang Jiang, your personality is completely different from when you were a kid. I remember that when you were a kid, you were very sensible and well-behaved." It's like now, reflexive and aggressive.

Yan Rufeng didn't mention it when he was a child. When he mentioned it, Yan Jiang felt ironic.

"Are you worthy to mention when I was a kid?" Yan Jiang's eyes flushed instantly.

Yan Jiang squeezed his fist, especially wanting to greet Yan Rufeng with his fist. But when he saw the little girl with innocent and ignorant eyes in Han Qingshen's arms, he was born again.

He couldn't beat her grandpa in front of a little girl.

Yan Jiang struck his neck and took a few breaths. When his mood calmed down, Yan Jiang looked at Yan Rufeng carefully and looked up. Yan Jiang suddenly discovered that the tall and strong man in his memory was two centimeters shorter than him.

Yan Jiang sneered, and said sarcastically: "Yan Rufeng, you did such an inhuman thing, I hate you, shouldn't it be right?"

Yan Rufeng didn't refute, just twisted his eyebrows, and said softly, "It's not what you think it is."

"Why not?" Yan Jiang laughed, because he felt ridiculous, his eyes were full of tears.

Yan Jiang resisted the tears that could come out of his eyes at any time. He whispered in his voice, and said in a low voice: "In that community, who doesn't know, the son of old lady Yan abandoned his young and filial wife for a perverted death. The son of elementary school, and the elderly mother!"

Yan Rufeng's eyes trembled, but still did not speak.

Suddenly, Yan Jiang strode towards Yan Rufeng, as if to beat others.

Han Zhan suddenly stretched out his left hand and clasped Yan Jiang's wrist accurately and quickly. His voice was deep but full of oppression. He whispered in Yan Jiang's ear: "Yan Jiang, there are reporters nearby. There are children here. Don't be impulsive. "

Reminded by Han Zhan, Yan Jiang stopped abruptly.

He was panting deeply, his chest rising and falling sharply because of his anger.

A distance away, Yan Jiang stared at Yan Rufeng and cursed: "The surname Han is a pervert, and you are also a pervert! And I, called the'dead perverted son', for many years!"

"Because of you, I was beaten and humiliated by others. I have suffered all campus bullying!"

"Because of you, I have no love from my father or mother. I became an orphan and can only follow my grandmother for life!"

"Because of you, grandma couldn't bear the gossip, and ended up hanging with a rope under the door frame of the room! And I, I didn't dare to sleep day and night, and I was haunted by the tragic death of my grandma's nightmare for more than ten years!"

The muscles on Yan Jiang's neck were spotted. He blushed and his eyes roared and asked Yan Rufeng, "Yan Rufeng, shouldn't I hate you? In this world, the most qualified person to hate you, isn't it? me?"

——Isn’t it me who is the last person to hate you in this world?

Yan Rufeng's expression moved slightly.

He looked at his son, with pain, grievances and guilt in his heart.

"You can hate me." Yan Rufeng's attitude was cold and indifferent. He turned his head and looked at the neon lights of the street scene in the distance, muttering like: "You are innocent, you should hate me." But I should go again. Hate who?

Yan Jiang smiled contemptuously at Yan Rufeng. He said, "Yan Rufeng, you don't want to let your children go and run to raise children for others. You are really great."

Yan Rufeng said nothing.

Yan Jiang glanced at the side again and was silent, his expression was not very good, and his expression was not very good. He was mad with jealousy. He said yin and yang strangely, "Ms. Han, you are really good for life."

Chill frowned, "Yan Jiang..."

Yan Jiang took Song Fei's hand and said, "A Fei, let's go." Song Fei held Yan Jiang's hand instead, called Shang Ci, and left together.

After Yan Jiang and the others walked away, Yan Rufeng's straight back suddenly bent down.

Cold feelings held Bei Xiaobao and walked to Yan Rufeng. She looked at Yan Rufeng's lonely and confused face, and said softly, "Uncle Yan, don't get angry, that kid doesn't know the truth. He hates you, so too That's right."

What Yan Jiang said tonight is not vicious, every word is in the heart of punishing Yan Rufeng. But Yan Jiang was right. After all, he was the poorest victim.

Yan Rufeng straightened up slowly. He turned and looked at Yan Jiang, who had already walked to the side of the car. There was some water mist in his eyes. Yan Rufeng said guiltily, "I don't know, his grandma's death has caused such a deep shadow on him."

Being ridden by nightmares day and night, Yan Jiang did not dare to fall asleep. After more than ten years of suffering, Yan Rufeng did not dare to think deeply about how cruel it was.

He suddenly felt sorry for Yan Jiang and regretted.

"This kid, I owe him too much." Yan Rufeng has also been paying attention to Yan Jiang's life over the years, knowing that Yan Jiang would become an actor, red and purple. I also know that he later retreated and became a forensic doctor.

Yan Jiang lived freely, his own way, and his personality was completely different from Yan Rufeng when he was young.

Obviously he is his own child, but Yan Jiang's personality looks like Han Chenyi.

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Digression: Thank you readers for your testimony. Several changes have been made in the article. One is that the setting of Director Huo Jingan in Chapter 179 has been changed to a politician.

The second is about the fact that identical twins can only be twins of the same sex, and cannot be twins. This is a joke that Geer’s common sense is not good. In Chapter 217, Song Ci’s child has been changed to a pair of sisters.

Fortunately, the readers testified and allowed me to correct the mistake. I also thank you for your love for me, instead of opening your mouth to scold me for having no common sense, pig brain or something.

Love you guys