Chapter 11 Yan Yan, I'm here

Author: Dongxi Nanbei

Chapter 11 Yan Yan, I'm here

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Yan Huaiwen took off his coat and put it neatly on the floor-to-ceiling hanger at the door.

"Xiaowen is back, come here soon, it's almost time to start dinner." The old man with a strong hair and a young face greeted him with a smile and handed him a hot towel to wipe his hands.

"Dad, what else do you give him? He just thought the food here was not delicious and he left the table yesterday."

The woman who spoke has a pair of story-like phoenix eyes, which are well maintained. She cannot tell the specific age, but she can tell the elegant temperament that has been accumulated over the years.

Mrs. Yan, who revealed her exquisiteness from head to toe, sat on the sofa with a cup of hot tea, and gave a blank look at the person who had just entered the door.

"Mom, I have eaten my grandfather's food since I was a child, so how could I not like it?" Yan Huaiwen glanced at his mother who was still having trouble and walked over to sit beside her.

"Oh? Why did you leave suddenly last night? Your grandfather is worried about you, you can't eat well and sleep well."

Before he could speak, Mr. Lin, who loved Yan Huaiwen the most, answered the conversation.

"Yi Rong, what you said is wrong. I ate two bowls of rice and drank two taels of wine yesterday. I slept soundly at night. I dreamed of the old woman. I quarrel all night, and I felt dry when I woke up in the morning."

The old man interrupted funnyly, obviously standing on his grandson's side. Even at his birthday party, Yan Huaiwen hurriedly left the table, leaving behind a full audience of uproars.

Mrs. Yan Lin and Rong are the only daughters in the family, and she gave birth to such a son.

Therefore, since Yan Huaiwen was born, his grandfather Lin Qisheng was extremely fond of this only grandson, not to mention that his grandson was so vigorous that he started from scratch, making him particularly handsome in front of his old friends.

Looking at the playboys in other families, the old man felt very happy. These are the children that famous families should be raised.

Mr. Lin continued with a smile, "It's not so serious. It's normal for young people to have too many things. Don't listen to your mother's random talk. She must have quarrel with your father again, and she came here to vent her anger."

Ms. Lin, who was guessed, had a "big temper" look at the grandfather and grandson.

"I like the gift you gave to my grandfather very much. Yesterday I was so envious of those old friends." Mr. Lin stretched out his hand and patted Yan Huaiwen's shoulder with satisfaction.

Lin Qisheng has never loved those luxurious things, but prefers natural things such as mountains, rivers, fish and birds.

Yan Huaiwen bought the intangible cultural heritage craftsman from somewhere and took five years to make a very spectacular landscape and ordered people to move them secretly into the courtyard.

As soon as I opened the curtain last night, many people who knew about their knowledge were amazed, with lofty artistic conception and Zen. Lin Qisheng couldn't stop being proud this night, and smiled like a walnut with wrinkles.

Mrs. Yan gracefully put down the teacup. Her son gave her a gift and her face was shining. Only then did she be willing to look at Yan Huaiwen in front of her eyes.

Thinking of what Lin Ma said, she said again, "Dad, are you satisfied with this gift? I think Huaiwen might have prepared other surprises for you."

Lin Qisheng looked at his grandson and said with a smile, "Xiaowen, there is also surprise, don't be your mother who is helping me."

Yan Huaiwen raised his eyebrows, "Hmm? I still have surprises? Then why don't I know about it?"

Yan's mother looked at her son thoughtfully, and did not make any more noise, but turned her face and was unwilling to look at him directly.

Yan Huaiwen, who had annoyed Ms. Lin again, blinked innocently, looked at Mr. Lin and smiled, and turned to the dining room.

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Sitting in the cafe downstairs of the company, Yan Qing looked at the crowded street scenes, drank a cup of coconut cloud latte, and ate three mousse cakes in a row, and felt much more comfortable.

Her stomach was supported and her head was no longer empty. She thought for a while, took out her cell phone and called.

"Hey, gardenia~~" Yan Qing raised her voice bitterly and called her good friend's name intimately.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, what's wrong? Ah, the business I talked about last time, okay, I want an explanation document? Of course, I'll tell you in detail."

Yan Qing was confused. What Gardenia was saying, why didn't she understand at all.

Then, a rustling sound came from the other end of the phone, and after a while, a sound of joy came.

"Yan Yan!"

When she ran to the stairwell and sat on the steps, Xia Zhi was finally able to speak loudly.

"I was in a meeting just now. The meeting was stink and long. Don't mention it. We have a new leader. I heard that it was airborne. This person is very difficult to deal with! Turtle hair holds grudges, but I have to stop attending. You just called me to rescue me. Alas? Why did you call me when you have time?"

Yan Qing listened to her words and seemed to be able to imagine Gardenia's vivid expression when she spoke, and she curled her lips and smiled silently.

"Of course I miss you. I miss the time we were watching TV shows together. I just ate mousse cake myself, but it was still the smell of gardenia. If you are not here, I can only see the 'cake' and miss people."

Just after hearing these few words, Xia Zhi felt Yan Qing’s unusual mood at this moment. This sudden "saying missing" and acting cute do not look like her personality.

Xia Zhi softened her voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing the butterfly that was about to fly, and said softly, "Yan Yan, I'm here, I've been by your side all the time. No matter what happens, we are not afraid."

Yan Qing suddenly felt his eyes sore and swollen. She looked at Xia Zhi, who was usually thick and narrow, and had a very delicate heart.

She didn't care about anything else and said frankly, "Gardenia, I'm having a problem. I need help with something."

Although the two are in the same dormitory, they are not in the same major. Xia Zhi is from the Journalism and Communication Academy next door.

After graduation, although they are not in the same city, the two often contact each other. Xia Zhi is currently working in an entertainment company, so it is appropriate to find Xia Zhi. In addition, Xia Zhi is the most clever, and maybe she will have better ideas.

Listening to Yan Qing's calm narration, Xia Zhi was so angry that she was tickle on the other end of the phone.

"These dead pig heads! They don't urinate and look in the mirror. You are the ones who dare to do it. Leave this to me."

"Yan Yan, don't worry, these people dare to bully you like this, you don't have to worry about it, I will definitely promote it to you in place."

Xia Zhi took this matter very righteously.

Xia Zhi, who was furious, couldn't wait to implement the plan, comforted Yan Qing for a few words, and ended the phone.

She stood up and was about to go back from the stairwell when she was startled by the person who suddenly appeared.

The man approached her step by step, and every time he took a step, he sinisterly recounted what Xia Zhi said when he called just now.

"It's smelly and long? It's so hard to deal with it? It's turtle hair and holds revenge?" The voice was cold and cold.

Xia Zhi had no choice but to retreat and pressed against the wall, but the person was getting closer and closer to her, and the stairwell was dim again, which was a little beyond the safe distance, and she felt that she was not breathing smoothly.

"If I heard it correctly, this is talking about me, and you want to pretend to be a public servant." The man lowered his head and reached out to touch her shoulder.

"What's wrong with you!"

Xia Zhi was a little irritable because of Yan Qing's affairs. When she got angry, she dared to stop her and killed her. She pushed away the person in front of her with great enthusiasm.

Gululu, bang!

Gululu, poke!

The man was not wary of Xia Zhi's sudden movements. He didn't check and was pushed down the stairs. He rolled more than ten steps and hit the railing beside him.

This man has never been so embarrassed in his past 28 years of life.

It’s still the miserable man!
Chapter completed!