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

  Chapter 334 are all old friends

  An Yan never cares about things like makeup, she has always kept it simple, even clothes and the like are mainly convenient, not complicated and extravagant, and she has never seen her wear the clothes of the city lord.

   But today she put on rouge and stained her red lips. Wearing a golden crown and the city lord's fancy dress, it is an ancient seven-layer long skirt. Although it is layered, it is very light and thin. The combination of orange and purple shows nobility.

  Yan Qingqiu seemed to know her for the first time. She never knew that her face was like a fake face. She was so beautiful that you couldn't move your eyes.

  The old man was also very surprised, and instantly became happy again, and said, "Let that Li Rongsen regret it, it was a huge mistake for him to choose that woman."

  An Yan did not answer, but went to the front hall.

  Li Rongsen and Lingxian were already standing there waiting, as if they had their own minds.

   And I saw that many servants came in one after another, all dressed in gorgeous ancient clothes, holding treasures in their hands, standing in two rows.

   Walking behind was An Yan, she came over slowly.

   Li Rongsen couldn't help but pay attention to her, but the more he looked at her, the more sad he felt.

   Lingxian was afraid in her heart. Although she thought she was Li Rongsen's righteous destiny, she was afraid of such An Yan, who would not be attracted to her, so she couldn't help holding Li Rongsen's arm in order to give her some sense of security.

   Li Rongsen didn't let go of her even though he was reluctant.

  An Yan raised a smile at Li Rongsen when he passed by, it was the kind of politeness.

   This smile was very dazzling, making Li Rongsen a little unsteady, and he and her were so far apart.

   Yan Qingqiu followed behind An Yan, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

An Yan turned around and said, "I heard that Mr. Li has chosen a sweetheart, so I naturally want to give it away, not only to give it, but also to give it a big gift. I thank Mr. Li for his dedication to Xicheng in the past, and I hope you have a bright future with Mrs. A hundred years together."

   "Thank you, City Lord." Lingxian was naturally happy and grabbed Li Rongsen's arm tighter.

  An Yan naturally noticed this action, she pretended not to see it.

  The old man brought up a paper roll, spread it out in front of An Yan, and said, "Please remove the name from the city lord. From now on, Li Rongsen and Xicheng will have nothing to do with each other, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road."

   The last sentence is "The bridge goes back to the bridge, and the road goes back to the bridge" was added by the old man himself. He just hated it, so he couldn't help but swipe at Li Rongsen's side again, calling him a white-eyed wolf in his heart.

   Yan Qingqiu suddenly asked: "Li Rongsen, do you really like this woman?"

An Yan raised her eyes to look at Li Rongsen. When her eyes met, she had the urge to leave him, but the mark under her collarbone reminded her not to be self-willed, unless she really could ignore it and found out Li Rongsen's eyes were so calm, without any disturbance.

  Perhaps, he really found the love in his heart, which is not a bad thing.

   A smile finally appeared on Li Rongsen's face. He put one hand on the back of Lingxian's hand and said softly, "She is the one I chose, so there's no reason not to like her."

   These words were like cutting a knife deep into An Yan's heart, which was more painful than the mark, and moved his lips unconsciously.

   Lingxian was also extremely gentle when she looked at Li Rongsen. She finally got him. This was fate.

  Yan Qingqiu rolled her eyes, and saw that An Yan had stretched out her palm and placed it on the roll of paper, she paused for a moment, and saw the three words "Li Rongsen" turned into a puff of smoke and slowly disappeared.

  The old man sighed secretly, he was really not reconciled, such a good person was kidnapped by others like this.

   "I'll take you out of the city." An Yan withdrew her hand and walked forward.

  Yan Qingqiu snatched the scroll just now and stuffed it into Li Rongsen's arms, saying, "Nuo, I'll keep it as a memory for you. It's fine to look at it from time to time. You can also write a few words on it."

   Lingxian took it and said, "I'll take it for him."

  Yan Qingqiu stared at Lingxian for a while, and said meaningfully: "If there is a chance, I will definitely beat you to a pulp."

  Lingxian pursed her lips tightly, and was about to ask Li Rongsen to stand up for herself, when she saw that he had already walked forward, and he wanted to follow An Yan for a while.

   Going forward, the person walking behind her will no longer be herself.

Lingxian wanted to follow Li Rongsen, but was stopped by Yan Qingqiu, he said, "Don't worry, he will follow you anyway, so he won't let them be alone. "

   "You are really nosy, which woman would allow her husband to walk with other women."

   "You two are not married yet, he is still free." Yan Qingqiu just grabbed her arm and refused to let go.

   Lingxian was speechless, so he had to give up.

   Today's climate is very good, the sun is warm and the breeze is pleasant.

  The red silk all over the city fluttered, like joy and sadness.

   Li Rongsen was only one step away from An Yan. He wanted to ask Wen Jiaer if she was treating her well, but he felt that this was superfluous, and he wanted to ask her a few words, but he felt that he was not qualified.

  The long alley finally ends, and the city gate is just in front.

  Li Rongsen felt that he should say something, he finally said: "An Yan."

  An Yan felt sad when she heard him call her name. She didn't respond immediately, and after a while she said, "I'm here."

   "Let's forget each other."

  The wind blew through her hair, and the slightest feeling on her face made An Yan feel pain. She raised her eyes to look at the sky, the sun was dazzling, and lowered her head, she just made a single voice: "Yeah."

   Li Rongsen said nothing.

  The two were silent, walking in tandem.

   The front door slowly opened.

  An Yan stood at the gate of the city, and when she saw Lingxian also quickly followed, she pulled Li Rongsen's clothes again, and said, "City Lord, you don't have to send it, we'll go back now."

   "Take care all the way." An Yan said flatly.

   Li Rongsen was the first to get on the carriage, but Lingxian had something to say to An Yan. She said, "An Yan, being a man is about accepting your fate. I'll take it easy on Li Rongsen, and I must be wholehearted."

"You can get out of here, don't worry, the matter between you in the future has nothing to do with us in Xicheng, let alone An Yan. Even if you kill Li Rongsen, we won't care." Yan Qingqiu is really angry with this woman, it's really annoying through.

   Lingxian snorted at him and said, "I was thinking of inviting you to have a wedding."

   "Please invite me during the funeral." Yan Qingqiu almost blurted out.

   "You bastard, what are you talking about, who are you cursing?" Lingxian said, and went to a banquet in Qingqiu.

  An Yan grabbed her hand, then threw it away, saying, "You can go."

   Lingxian adjusted his clothes and went to the carriage.

  Yan Qingqiu stood by An Yan's side and said, "Look at this woman, why can't she be smashed to pieces."

  An Yan didn't answer, and went back to her room. She screened everyone and lay on the couch to think. Then she got up and went to Li Rongsen's room. Looking around, he didn't take anything with her.

   There were several documents piled on the desk. An Yan sat down on the chair, then picked up the documents and looked at them. They were all about the future plan of the West City, and there were also some miscellaneous books.

   There was also a booklet under the pen holder. She took it out out of curiosity and flipped through it, and found that the first page read: Stories from dreams, for An Yan to write books.

   On the second page, it was written that when he went to the house for a meeting that year, he was blocked by a kite on a tree. The brothers and sisters were originally assassins, one was stabbed to death by random arrows hanging over the city gate, and the other's whereabouts were unknown. In September of that year, he ascended the throne and married the new queen.

  On the third page there are only three words, King Rende.

  An Yan was startled, it was actually him.

   (end of this chapter)