【Think about me, based on marriage.】

Qiao Aiyun stared at the information, stunned for a long time, then flipped down, and there were other information.

【I am very serious.】

【I will be nice to you in the future.】

[I will learn things you don’t know, but I will change them if you don’t like them.

...

I sent about a dozen messages.

She frowned slightly.

Did he drink too much? Or was his phone stolen?

This is not his style at all.

She frowned and replied to him with a message.

Yan Wangchuan sat on the hotel sofa, holding his arms with his hands, looking serious, staring at his phone, turning the volume to the maximum, his eyes as dark as ink, staring at his phone, not for a moment, for fear of missing the phone text message.

Unexpectedly, this is the information I was waiting for.

He narrowed his eyes and replied, "I am Yan Wangchuan."

Qiao Aiyun: [Drinking too much?]

Yan Wangchuan's breathing was a little deeper: [No.]

Then there was no conversation...

This made Yan Wangchuan a little frustrated.

He consulted many people about this matter and also searched for a lot of information online.

Many people say that they are preparing flowers or gifts to tell her in person, but in this case, if the other party doesn’t like you or refuses in person, everyone will be embarrassed, and in serious cases, they may not be able to be friends in the future.

Yan Wangchuan directly rejected this method.

The latter method is to take some tactful ways to test it.

He also asked Fu Chen about this matter.

Fu Chen said, "The current relationship between you two is directly clear that it is unstable, be more tactful, let her think about it, don't force it too much, give both sides some way out, give her some space, and let her understand that you are waiting for her."

Fu Chen meant that he would tell him in person, and he would not know that Yan Wangchuan’s so-called euphemism was actually by sending messages.

**

After sending the message, Qiao Aiyun put on her clothes and walked downstairs, running downstairs.

She thought Qiao Wangbei's temper must have thrown away Song Jingren's clothes. She never expected that he would rush to the Song Group and beat Song Jingren up.

Don't know how it's going now?

When she rushed downstairs, the first floor was brightly lit and there was also the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

She walked over quickly, Qiao Wangbei was lowering his head to cut vegetables, and he caught a glimpse of her in the afterglow and smiled, "Just about to go upstairs and call you, you're ready to eat, I've made dumpling soup and stir-fry some more dishes."

"Brother, are you going to find Song Jingren?" Qiao Aiyun looked a little hesitant.

"I'll just return the things to him." Qiao Wangbei said indifferently, "and I'll talk to him for a few words."

Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath.

"What's wrong? He even filed a lawsuit with you in private?" He shook the kitchen knife in his hand.

"no."

"You can't feel at ease with him, right?" Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not. I have seen through so many things before. He has no relationship with me in this life. I am worried that you will rush over and beat him up. He will cause trouble for you again, and I am afraid that you will be sued."

"He doesn't have time to pay attention to me, he's busy." Qiao Wangbei sneered.

Qiao Aiyun walked over and helped him pick vegetables, "What does it mean?"

"Didn't we leave a phone number to each other when we were in the police station? I called them and said that Song Jingren used them as guns and deliberately asked them to ask for a homestead."

Qiao Aiyun was stunned and her fingers suddenly exerted force, and Xiao Qingcai was broken by her.

"Those rogues, who have not received any benefits from us, must have sued Song Jingren."

"How could they know the current situation of the Song Group? In their hearts, Song Jingren is just a rich man and a relative, so let's make trouble."

"Those people are all rascals and are not afraid of embarrassing people, but the Song group can no longer help but make trouble. In order to appease them, even if Song Jingren is unwilling to borrow money, he has to send them out."

In Qiao Aiyun's heart, her brother was always generous and direct. Since the last time he cut the mess, she realized that Qiao Wangbei would also plot against others.

This is even more so this time.

You can still play tricks?

"Song's family is not going to borrow money." Qiao Aiyun thought about seeing him before, and she was clearly driving a luxury car and wearing a famous watch.

"What a fuck, he just pretends to be a grandson when he is slapping his face. I went to Song Group today. Most of the employees ran away, and the rest are all paid."

"Now, no bank in the entire Yuncheng is willing to lend them a loan. If this continues, just wait to drink the northwest wind."

"I'm just holding on forever. If there is no such storefront, haha--" Qiao Wangbei shook his head.

Qiao Aiyun chuckled, what does this have to do with her?

"By the way, Ai Yun, Aunt Yan is here today, what did you say to you privately?" Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows.

"I chatted for a few casually." She lowered her head and continued picking vegetables.

"What do you think of Senior Brother?"

When Qiao Aiyun heard this, she was a little overwhelmed, "Brother, I just got divorced and I still have a lot of things to deal with, so don't talk about this."

"What's wrong with the divorce just now? I didn't let you two get married immediately?"

"I'm not a teenage girl anymore. I've been married and have a child. I have to consider Wanwan. I also know that my senior brother is kind to me, but my current situation... will only drag him down."

"It has been more than twenty years of burden." Qiao Wangbei snorted lightly.

Qiao Aiyun's face turned red.

"I'll tell you the truth. My senior brother has a stubborn temper and is very stubborn. If you don't want him, he will be the life of going to a nursing home in his later years."

Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and said nothing.

"I think he is so worried that he is so worried. I have never seen such a foolish person who has done everything and is still missing. I still have to confess to you? What is this half-dead person hanging in the air?"

"He said it." Qiao Aiyun whispered.

"I said it? Why didn't I know when?"

“I sent a message before.”

"Wait--" Qiao Wangbei suddenly knocked the kitchen knife on the chopping board.

What era is this? Send text messages? Is he sincere?

I'll go and talk to him later.

**

And the Song Group at this moment

Song Jingren finally raised 100,000 yuan and handed it to his third uncle, and then he barely sent them away. He was beaten up by Qiao Wangbei and his whole body was in pain. His relatives came to make trouble, which made him crazy.

Even though he was in the company, he didn't dare to vent his heart, which made his brain thrust and thrust.

He originally planned to let these poor relatives come to make trouble and take the opportunity to save the beauty. Over the years, he knew that Qiao Aiyun was a soft-hearted person and had many concerns. He couldn't say that when he was moved, there was room for maneuvering between the two.

Even though the Song family is about to collapse, if the Qiao family is involved with the Jing family, it is too easy to turn things around with this line.

The plan cannot keep up with the changes, Yan Wangchuan takes the lead.

"Damn it!" Song Jingren remembered his plan, but was taken first by someone, and almost vomited blood.

"General Song." Secretary Zhang pushed the door and pulled in with his relatives of the Song family. He went up to help, and there were still a few blood marks on his face at this moment.

"How is it? I found it?" Song Jingren reached out and pulled his messy hair a few times.

"Well, Miss is flying abroad on plane No. 31, and at night No. 2, she arrives in Yuncheng."

"I know." Since Qiao Aiyun's side was useless, he could only ask Song Fengwan to attack. The Qiao family loved her very much. If she stood on her side, everything would have a turning point.

"According to people from the airline, one of the men who were walking with her was holding Buddhist beads... According to the description of her figure, she is probably the third master of the Fu family."

Song Jingren paused his fingers while pulling his hair, "Fu Chen is so nice to her?"

If there is no good relationship, who would have brought a child who is not a relative or accustomed to go abroad?

"I don't know very well. The lady has lived in Mr. Fu's house for so long, so she probably has a good relationship."

Song Jingren clasped his fists with both hands and slammed the table.

He was still wondering why Fu Chen was suddenly targeting him? He thought that the Fu family was still blaming Jiang Fengya for calculating Fu Yuxiu. The source of this lies in Song Fengwan.
To be continued...