The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 333 Send him personally

  An Yan's expression was stunned, as if boiling hot tea was pouring on her chest.

   On the other hand, Wen Jiaer was overjoyed and said, "This is really nice. It would be nice if we were together. He and I were best friends from the beginning. This is really a double happiness."

  Yan Qingqiu's attitude was cold and clear, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a smile that was not a smile. He wanted to hear what An Yan had to say, but found that she didn't say a word.

"I want to talk to Li Rongsen," Wen Jiaer said. "I have something to say to him."

"He's too busy, wait for him to finish this time, and bring his little heart to see you." Yan Qingqiu replied to Wen Jiaer with a smile, and then said to An Yan, "Hey, when are you going over there? ."

  An Yan lowered her eyes and did not speak, thinking that she would not need to come forward for this matter, and it would be the same for the old man.

   "Which side do you want to go over?" Wengar asked curiously.

   "Go to my master's place." An Yan told him, not wanting him to know about Xicheng.

   "Let's go together, I should have met him long ago, and your father." Wen Jiaer said sincerely, he had long wanted to go, but An Yan kept saying that he was not in good health and would go another day.

   "Carl, I'm a little thirsty, but I want to drink some juice."

   Wen Jiaer hurriedly agreed and said, "Okay, I'll go to the front and squeeze it for you now." The final words strode forward.

  An Yan then said to Yan Qingqiu, "You can ask the old man to come forward and go through the formalities."

   "Why, don't you dare to face it, and you're not curious who he has a crush on?" Yan Qingqiu asked. He came here to tell An Yan the news and wanted to know how she reacted.

   But she didn't respond, but she didn't dare to go back to the West City, it was always a little confusing.

   "The Spirit Immortal he should choose." An Yan said bluntly.

   "You are really amazing, it really is that woman, I really hate it." Yan Qingqiu nodded, while breaking another peach branch, he blew a breath, and saw the petals floating away from the branch.

   "It's not that you choose your wife, as long as Li Rongsen likes it."

   Yan Qingqiu frowned and said, "Who knows him."

   "Why, does he want me to take him out of the city in person?" An Yan asked.

   "That's right, he was the one who drew the deposit at the beginning, so you should remove the name yourself. He plans to go back with Lingxian tomorrow." Yan Qingqiu said.

   "What are you going to do with Lingxian back, why don't you do things here?" An Yan was slightly surprised.

   "He seems to mean this." Yan Qingqiu nodded and said to her, "In the future, it will be difficult for you to meet each other, so consider it a farewell."

  An Yan turned around and did not speak for a long time.

   Yan Qingqiu asked An Yan, "An Yan, are you happy that Li Rongsen has someone he likes?"

   "Happy." An Yan replied in a low voice.

   "Then are you going to send him?"

  An Yan thought about it, and couldn't help but take two steps out with both feet, then turned to look at Yan Qingqiu, and said, "I should have given it to him, he has done so much for Xicheng."

  Yan Qingqiu looked at An Yan quietly, unable to tell what her mood was, she always felt that she was missing something, and something more. "I'm actually not happy at all," he said.

   "You can see him anytime, it doesn't make any difference."

   "But I won't be able to see you both together in the future. Three people will become two people, and I will look at you separately. I'm not very happy." Yan Qingqiu said to An Yan seriously.

  An Yan's lips moved slightly. Seeing Wen Jiaer walking over with a plate with freshly squeezed juice on it, he said, "Go to the house to drink, or set up a table to drink here?"

   "Go back to the house." An Yan forced a smile at him.

   Wen Jiaer took her hand with one hand, dragged her into the house, and threw Yan Qingqiu in the peach forest.

  Yan Qingqiu didn't bother to follow them into the house. He didn't like to drink juice, and he didn't drink juice since then, so he turned and left.

   The breeze continued to blow,

   The peach petals blowing are colorful,

   blowing red satin flying.

  The whole Xicheng seems to be celebrating a wedding, with red lanterns lit everywhere, and red satin gauze curtains decorated.

  The old man didn't want to spend this effort either, but he was reluctant to bear Li Rongsen, but he was also grateful to him, so he specially prepared this for him. Even if he wants to leave, let him go in a lively way.

  Yan Qingqiu walked into the yard where the old man lived, saw him sitting on the promenade in a daze, and asked him, "Hey, why haven't you gone ahead yet."

   "The city lord is back?" the old man asked him.

   "No." Yan Qingqiu told him the truth, and added, "That piece of paper must be discarded. If An Yan doesn't come back, you can remove the name on it."

   "I can't get rid of it, it's the city owner's business." The old man said angrily, with a snort in his nose.

   "What's the matter, you're still angry." Yan Qingqiu smiled and sat down beside him.

"Of course I'm angry. I thought he was wholehearted with the city owner and wouldn't be moved by any woman he met, but he was so scumbag, but I couldn't bear him. I was angry with myself." The old man took a breath. .

   "I also find it strange, why did he choose that woman all of a sudden, what can compare to An Yan's, it's simply immeasurable."

   "That's right, it's not worthy to carry shoes, I might not even let her be a fire girl."

   "Li Rongsen's eyesight is really bad."

   "I thought he had the best eyesight, but now I realize that it's extremely bad." The old man's voice had become that of a child, with a feeling of arrogance and cuteness.

   "Or, let's get rid of that woman together." Yan Qingqiu said while looking at the old man, who happened to be looking sideways at him.

   The two looked at each other for a while, and it seemed that they had already made a relationship and planned a lot of brilliant ideas.

   But in the end, both of them slapped their thighs and sighed helplessly.

   "Since you don't want him to go, why are you making him so prosperous? Get some white cloth and hang it up."

"That would make us Xicheng stingy, and we're just a man." The old man was the kind of guy who said that he couldn't eat grapes and said, "Also, I've been cursing them in my heart for a long time. , have different dreams in the same bed, and quarrel every day."

   Yan Qingqiu lowered her eyes and said, "Let's go, go and see them off."

   "I'm going to wait for the city lord to come back. Didn't you say she would come back and deliver it herself."

   "I'm afraid she won't come, it's almost noon, she is now." After all, Yan Qingqiu didn't tell the old man about Wen Jiaer, and he didn't know how he would react after that.

   The old man sighed and said, "In the future, where can I find another city slave who is worthy of the city master."

   "Oh, what are you worrying about, maybe she already has eyes and eyes." Yan Qingqiu said while helping the old man get up.

  The old man said, "I want the most beautiful man in the world."

   "Really, I can't change the problem of judging people by appearance." Yan Qingqiu chuckled lightly.

   At this time, someone came over and said, "Old man, the city lord is back."

  The old man jumped up and asked, "Where is the city lord?"

   "She is in her own room at the moment, she said wait a moment, she will see Mr. Li."

  The old man hurried out of the hospital, and Yan Qingqiu also ran out together.

   And see An Yan's house door closed.

  The old man stood at the door and asked, "City Lord, what do I need to do?"

   "Take the documents that Li Rongsen drew and detained to the main hall, and ask them to go there and wait there, I'll come." An Yan in the room instructed.

  Yan Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if Li Rongsen met An Yan, he might have changed his mind.

   "City lord, you don't have to let people go. We are the boss of Xicheng, and no one dares to gossip." The old man still had this idea.

  The door of the house was opened, and An Yan was standing at the door.

   Yan Qingqiu and the old man were both surprised that she was dressed like this.

   (end of this chapter)