The next day, Yuncheng Leya Hotel

Yan Wangchuan just came back from the hotel gym. He was wearing a thin black sweatshirt, a light-colored towel hung around his neck, holding a sports water cup, and walking back while drinking water.

When I arrived at the door of the room, I saw Qiao Xiyan, and my expression was still cold.

"Master." Qiao Xiyan looked at him in a dress and looked at him for a few more times.

I insist on going out to exercise on such a cold day, and I am really self-disciplined.

"Is there something wrong?"

No one mentioned what happened yesterday to Qiao Siyan, so he naturally didn't understand.

"Prepare to return to Wu Su, I will say goodbye to you."

"Just make a phone call or send a message." Yan Wangchuan walked to the door, entered his password, and glanced at him, "Are you leaving?"

Qiao Xiyan was stunned and didn't even let him in the door?

Yan Wangchuan probably thought of something, after all, he was Qiao Aiyun's nephew, "Come in."

"Thank you, Master." Qiao Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief. Among so many masters, he is the weirdest.

"Have you had breakfast?" Yan Wangchuan pulled the towel around his neck casually and moved in a straightforward manner.

"Not yet, I plan to go and have a meal with my aunt and Wanwan."

"Then I'll send you there."

"I called a car and was waiting outside the hotel. I won't bother you." Qiao Xiyan has been afraid of him since he was a child. He was not afraid of it. After all, he was of great seniority and was really difficult to deal with.

"I'll give you it." Yan Wangchuan was tough.

"Then I'll call and talk to the driver." Josieyan smiled embarrassedly.

When he was a teenager, he went to Nanjiang and stayed at his house for a few days. On the way back, he said a few words.

"When I was a teenager, I was already alone with my luggage on my back and I went to learn from your grandpa."

"Boys, don't be so spoiled, you must be independent."

"I'll give you money, go to the station by yourself."

Qiao Xiyan held the money in a daze and took a taxi to the station.

After returning home, his father called to scold him, and he had a confrontation with his lips and tongue. He did not refute, but just said something before hanging up the phone.

"You're so spoiled by the kids."

His dad was so angry.

Later, he went to Nanjiang to find Yan's custom jewelry, and he accidentally learned from one of his former assistants:

That day, Yan Wangchuan drove after he left the door until he arrived at the station. He also called an acquaintance and asked the people over the station to pay more attention to him.

I watched him get in the car before going back.

Qiao Siyan seemed to be afraid of him, but he respected him more.

He is not an inhumane person. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been in business for so many years.

While he was wandering, Yan Wangchuan had already taken a shower, changed his clothes, and his well-tailored suit made him look wide shoulders and narrow waist, with iron gray color, mature and restrained.

Yan Wangchuan drove him to the entrance of the community unit building.

Along the way, no one spoke. He listened to the radio station in the car in the morning, saying that the cold air was coming south recently, so he paid attention to keeping warm.

"Master, my dad often comes to you every year. If you have time, go to Wu Su to play." Qiao Xiyan unbuttoned his seat belt.

He didn't make a sound.

"Then I'll leave first?"

Josieyan pointed outside, but someone still kept silent, which was really embarrassing.

"My uncle, you're here, why don't you go up and sit down?"

"Yes." Yan Wangchuan finished speaking, and drove the car directly to the line drawing area on one side, stopped the car, and the movements were smooth and smooth, and it was done in one go without any hesitation.

Josie extended his hand and touched his nose.

You are just waiting for yourself to say this.

It's too introverted.

Want to go up and say it directly, but have to wait for him to speak?

Qiao Xiyan called in advance. Qiao Aiyun knew that he was leaving today. She cooked porridge and went downstairs to buy a few trays and specially fried a plate of side dishes.

There was a knock on the door at about 7:30...

"The door is not closed, come in." Qiao Aiyun was placing dishes and chopsticks. She looked at Qiao Xiyan coming in, and she smiled at the corner of her mouth. She was a little surprised when she saw another person coming in.

"I'll go and say goodbye to my uncle. He happened to send me over when he had time, so I invited him to come up and sit down." Qiao Xiyan coughed twice.

"Well, I can't refuse." Yan Wangchuan closed the door gently.

Josie Yan almost squirted.

This made it look like he forced him upstairs.

"I haven't eaten yet." After yesterday's incident, Qiao Aiyun also knew a little about his temperament and spoke to him more casually. "Sit down and eat together."

"It's trouble." Yan Wangchuan was not polite at all.

Josieyan licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and he seemed to have been tricked.

"Uncle Yan, my cousin is early." Song Fengwan came out of the room in thick pink pajamas.

She went to the kitchen to help serve the rice, and looked at Yan Wangchuan with suspicion.

I left at 1:00 last night and I came to report it early this morning.

Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart.

Qiao Aiyun was just glad that she was afraid that Qiao Xiyan would not have enough food, so she bought a lot of buns, and it would be embarrassing if she didn't have enough breakfast.

"Wanwan, why is your left face a little swollen?" Qiao Xiyan's scrutiny attack and his eyes were very good.

"Ah?" Song Fengwan reached out and touched his face. Yesterday, Song Jingren was very heavy and went home to rub the eggs for half an hour. It didn't swell until the night. "Maybe it was because he drank water in the middle of the night, and it was a little swollen."

Qiao Xiyan's temper, if she knew what happened yesterday, Cliff would rush to the Song family to embarrass him. Things are afraid that they will be endless. She will take the exam the day after tomorrow and will not want to have trouble before this.

"Yeah." Qiao Xiyan nodded, "Where are you going to apply for the school entrance examination?"

"It's currently Wu Su's side, and the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts." Song Fengwan lowered his head to drink porridge.

After she said this, she clearly felt that the three people's eyes were shooting at her.

Qiao Aiyun: "Wanwan, the matter is handled. After you graduated from your senior year, I will take you back to Wu Su to settle down. The capital is too far away."

Qiao Xiyan: "Yes, why are you a girl running so far? The Academy of Fine Arts there is not bad."

Yan Wangchuan: "There are many people in the capital, but people's hearts are unpredictable. It is a place for tigers and wolves. You are alone, it is not safe."

...

Song Fengwan bit his lip, "I just went to the exam. Whether I could pass the exam is still the same. Besides, I haven't decided to go."

Why did the three people suddenly unite the front?

A land of tigers and wolves?

Is that scary?

"It's okay to take more school exams." Qiao Aiyun smiled, "Let's have a meal first and prepare for the joint exam."

Song Feng nodded in response.

What she wanted to go to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts most. At this moment, she didn't plan to mention this, so she would not be attacked by the group, and would still prepare for the exam with peace of mind. If she passed the exam and insisted on it herself, her mother would have no choice.

Uncle Yan is really, he doesn't say a word, but at this time he actually expresses his opinion.

Isn’t there any third master in the capital?

Who else can eat her?

After breakfast, Song Fengwan followed the routine to prepare for the exam at home. Qiao Aiyun and Qiao Xiyan were reminding him that it was nothing more than asking him to take good care of his brother and let him pay more attention to his health.

However, Yan Wangchuan answered the phone and left in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw his assistant trembling in the cold wind.

"Mr. Yan, are you here?"

"Who made the news?" Yan Wangchuan's voice was so bitter that it was comparable to the cold wind.

The little assistant hurriedly raised his hand, "I swear, I haven't disclosed any of your whereabouts to the old lady."

"I know it's not you, so I'll ask for it first."

"Now..."

Yan Wangchuan got into the car and called his mother first. As soon as he answered, the old lady opposite him was very unhappy, "Do you still know how to call me?"
To be continued...