"What a useless piece of trash! He can't even control his own son." Pan Xiaolian said with a hint of sarcasm on her lips.

Qiao Lanxin's temper flared up instantly.

I was just about to say that it was Pan Xiaolian herself who was incompetent and couldn't control her husband.

But thinking of the money in Pan Xiaolian's hands, she finally shut up.

The only things that can control her in this world are money and power.

Pan Xiaolian is rich and is the boss in this family.

But money can change hands.

Qiao Lanxin suppressed her anger and forced a smile on her face: "A Yan said he would come back."

"But I also said that I want Song Yan to come back tomorrow. If he can't come back, I will leave."

"Where are you going?" Qiao Lanxin asked nervously.

"Of course I'll take the remaining Pan family assets and marry someone," Pan Xiaolian said. She'd been with Qiao Lanxin for such a long time, and she knew her pretty well. "I think with the money I have now, even though I'm divorced, there are still plenty of people who want to marry me."

Qiao Lanxin's eyes immediately turned red.

She would never allow the money that fell into her pocket to escape.

"Xiao Lian, I was just joking with you. Don't worry, tomorrow, A Yan will definitely come back."

Pan Xiaolian snorted coldly.

He walked past Qiao Lanxin proudly.

Like a proud peacock.

Qiao Lanxin looked at her and gritted her teeth.

After a while, she turned back to the room, took out her cell phone and called Song Yan again.

However, this time, Song Yan's phone could not be reached.

Qiao Lanxin called several times again.

He even called Song Yan's assistant.

Only then did she realize that Song Yan had blocked her cell phone number.

She was so angry that her whole body was shaking: "You asked Song Yan to pull out my phone. I am his mother, and he actually dared to block my phone. This is outrageous!"

The assistant looked embarrassed.

"Um... Madam, Young Master Song said that if you call me again, I will block your phone number."

After saying that, the assistant hung up the phone.

Qiao Lanxin doesn't believe in evil.

Called the assistant.

As a result, when I called the second time, the assistant's phone was not connected.

Qiao Lanxin: "..."

It's over.

It's really over now.

My son's whereabouts are unknown.

She had no idea where to find Song Yan.

The last time I knew Song Qingyu had arrived in Country M, it was pure luck.

She went to Song Yan's office to find Song Yan.

Song Yan is not here.

She asked around and found out that an important guest was coming to Country M.

After asking a few more questions, I found out that one of the guests was named Song Qingyu.

estimate.

After Song Yan returns, he will definitely investigate this matter.

She went to Song Yan's office again.

Those people in the office would definitely not tell her a word.

Qiao Lanxin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Could it be...

Is it really possible for me to just watch Pan Xiaolian take all the money and leave the Song family?

Qiao Lanxin frowned.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

…

When Song Yan arrived at Lu Yanzhi's door, he felt resistance deep down in his heart.

But who made him Tang's subordinate now?

He was really fed up with this kind of life of living under someone else's roof.

He suddenly missed his college life.

At that time, he didn't have a lot of money.

But those part-time jobs are enough to support myself.

It can also support Qiao Lanxin.

And you can live a comfortable life.

At that time, he and Qiao Lanxin lived in two different cities.

Qiao Lanxin is in her hometown in the countryside, and he is in school.

Although Qiao Lanxin still likes to ask about his life.

Like to dictate his life.

But the two were separated by hundreds of kilometers.

Even if Qiao Lanxin wanted to interfere in his life, she was powerless.

I can only talk a lot on the phone.

And now everything has changed.

After he joined the Wolf organization, he rose rapidly in the organization thanks to his sister's relationship.

Wages are increasing.

He and his mother were no longer separated.

But the relationship is getting worse.

His worries were increasing.

What he could not bear the most was that he had to watch another person hurt his beloved woman with his own eyes.

But there is nothing I can do.

Song Yan closed his eyes deeply.

Calmed down a bit.

Then he raised his hand and knocked on the heavy door.

It took a long time before the sound of slippers could be heard from behind the door.

After a long time, a face with clear edges and corners finally appeared.

The man's expression was indifferent.

But a pair of eyes are bottomless.

It seems to be able to suck people in.

Song Yan said, "Tang asked me to come."

Lu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him who was five or six years younger than him.

The innocence of youth is gone from his young face, and his brows are furrowed, as if he has many worries.

A pair of eyes, dark and gloomy.

It's more like an embellishment of countless worries.

Lu Yanzhi turned sideways.

Seeing Lu Yanzhi's action, Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then he said lightly, "I only have one word to say, and then I'll leave."

"Don't worry," Lu Yanzhi made a gesture of invitation, "I also have something to tell you."

Song Yan looked at Lu Yanzhi suspiciously: "If it's about Sister Qingyu..."

"It has nothing to do with Song Qingyu," Lu Yanzhi said with a dull expression, but with an unfathomable depth. "Come in first. It's not convenient to talk here."

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