Chapter 139 Jealous!

I blocked her from drinking and sent her home because she refused to cooperate due to harassment from customers.

This is something Zhou Ran can do. After all, he is the leader and cannot let his employees be bullied. Yan Nian would do the same.

Yan Nian puffed out his cheeks and felt much better thinking this way.

Something flashed through my mind, very quickly.

Yan Nian's eyebrows twitched. Hmm? He's not allergic to alcohol?

Also, shouldn't he be in a meeting right now? Why is he here?

Once any idea came to mind, Yan Nian began to feel really uncomfortable.

fraud.

I heard the man say in a good mood: "Stop crying, get up and talk..."

You Jia covered his ears and sobbed: "I don't want to listen."

Yan Nian: “…”

I saw the man take back his hand holding the tissue and stand aside indifferently.

Somehow, Yan Nian always felt guilty for eavesdropping on other people's conversations.

She seemed to have seen this kind of scene in some melodramatic TV series, Yan Nian recalled the scene.

The general meaning is that the male protagonist does not like a girl, and after confessing to her, the girl is devastated. At this time, the male protagonist's line is usually: "Listen to me."

In this situation, girls often cover their ears and scream: "Ah... I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen... I don't want to listen!"

The scene before my eyes really looks similar.

So what was she going to do now? She was going to rush over and take the male lead back, to claim his sovereignty.

Yan Nian was startled when her phone vibrated in her bag. She was now able to accept the vibration of her phone, but in this situation, the sound of the vibrating phone seemed very abrupt.

Yan Nian stopped imagining and took out his cell phone. It was a call from his aunt at home.

I looked over there, but was not discovered.

Yan Nian pressed the mute button and didn't answer the call. He unlocked the car and got in the driver's seat.

The moment the car door slammed shut, Zhou Ran looked over.

Yan Nian started the car and quickly slid it out, leaving only the rear end of the car.

Zhou Ran still saw the license plate clearly.

The person squatting on the side was crying heartbrokenly. Zhou Ran felt helpless and took out his mobile phone to find the number and dial it.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy..."

Did he hear it? Was he angry? Did he block her? Zhou Ran had a bad feeling.

Zhou Ran leaned over and stuffed the tissue into You Jia's arm. He had to explain as quickly as possible: "I helped you block the alcohol because you are a girl. It was not me who sent you home, but the driver. As for the client, he has low moral character. Boya will not cooperate with such people. Get up. I will ask someone to send you home and give you a week off so that you can have a good rest."

The man's words were like ice chips. You Jia's heart was chilled. She rested her chin on her arm, tears streaming down her face as she clutched the tissue tightly.

She should have known.

The way this man looked at Yan Nian was so gentle and doting that she had never seen before.

Seeing that she had stopped crying, Zhou Ran contacted the family driver and said, "Come to Mingyu No. 1 and take Miss You home."

You Jia stood up slowly, but her legs were numb and she leaned to the side, almost falling. Zhou Ran did not help her.

You Jia held onto the car behind her to steady herself, looking aggrieved. She wiped away her tears, her eyes now smoky from crying.

She asked in a delicate voice, "Mr. Zhou, did you and Yan Nian really know each other eight years ago?"

"Um."

You Jia couldn't stop crying again: "Have you ever been in love before?"

Zhou Ran didn't deny it: "We talked about it."

You Jia asked: "Then why did you lose contact?"

The driver came in from outside with his headlights on and quickly found them.

Zhou Ran did not answer this question. The driver got out and opened the back door. Maintaining the proper manners of a driver, he stood aside without looking around.

But it did not affect his inner thoughts: Little Zhou Zong completely inherited Jay Chou's charm, and he made another one cry. He couldn't look around without seeing his official girlfriend.

You Jia laughed: "Mr. Zhou, can you remove my phone number from the blacklist?"

This was her last plea.

Zhou Ran simply said, "Go back! I promised to give you a week off. We'll talk when you come back."

Zhou Ran took a step and walked to the other side.

The driver saw You Jia lingeringly following Mr. Zhou's eyes, and felt that she would run over in the next second, so he hurriedly reminded her, "Get in the car, Miss You."

My real girlfriend was still stuck in traffic. She had just hung up the phone and was anxiously watching the car in front of her moving forward like a snail.

Yao Lijun took advantage of Xu Yiqing's absence and took the subway back to Huajiayuan by herself, intending to act first and report later. However, her aunt at home discovered her plan and secretly called Yan Nian.

Yan Nian called Yao Lijun.

Yao Lijun quickly picked up the phone: "Baby."

Yan Nian smiled and asked, "Grandma, I'll be right back. What are you having for dinner tonight?"

Yao Lijun acted like a child: "Grandma doesn't want to eat. She wants to go home. I haven't played mahjong for a long time. I'm so bored here."

Yan Nian coaxed, "I'll take you back when the weather gets warmer, okay?"

Yao Lijun's legs would hurt when the weather was cold. After examination, there was nothing serious, just the effects of the two previous falls.

After hearing what her granddaughter said, Yao Lijun was shaken again and had to agree.

After hanging up the phone, the road ahead was finally clear.

Yan Nian returned to Huayue Mansion, backed the car into his own parking space, locked the car, and got into the elevator. The elevator went up to the first floor, and Xu Yiqing just happened to come back from outside.

The phone in Yan Nian's hand vibrated. It was Zhou Ran.

Yan Nian died.

Xu Yiqing came in and happened to see this and asked, "You're not going to answer it?"

While speaking, he paid attention to whether there was any unusual expression on her face. Yan Nian replied to her: "I'll reply to him later when we get upstairs. The signal in the elevator is not very good."

Xu Yiqing didn't ask any more questions.

Yan Nian reported to Xu Yiqing that her grandmother wanted to return to Huajiayuan. Xu Yiqing said, "I'll try to persuade her later."

The two of them went home and changed their shoes.

Yao Lijun was happily answering the phone. Seeing Yan Nian, she said to the person on the phone, "I was still talking, and you're back. I'll ask Auntie to cook two more dishes. Please come over early."

Anyone coming to dinner?

Xu Yiqing and Yan Nian looked at each other. From the tone of Yao Lijun's voice, they both ruled out Yan Qilin. It was surprising that Yao Lijun did not invite anyone to her home.

After Yao Lijun hung up the phone, she said to the two of them, "Shuaishuai called me. He wanted to know if you guys had arrived home. He'll bring some documents to Baobei later. I'll ask Auntie to cook two more dishes."

"..." Yan Nian didn't show any bad emotions. He smiled and said okay, then turned and went into his bedroom.

Xu Yiqing looked at her back. What document did she need to deliver specially? Did they have a fight?

This guy came to eat right after meeting her. He really didn't consider himself an outsider.

Forget it, it’s not like he’s been coming here to eat for free for just one or two days.

Xu Yiqing himself didn't notice that a smile had appeared on the corner of his mouth. Having one more person at home made the meal more lively.

Yan Nian closed the door and put down her bag.

There were several WeChat messages on the phone, sent by Zhou Ran: [Why did you run away without waiting for me? ]

[I came over and brought some mahjong for grandma. Let's play together later.]

【Why are you ignoring me? 】

“…”

You're just pretending! Yan Nian edited a few words and deleted them. She pretended not to see it and didn't reply.

Zhou Ran moved quickly and the doorbell rang soon after.

Yan Nian wondered if someone had followed her as soon as she left.

Xu Yiqing went to open the door and invited the person in.

Zhou Ran put down the box of mahjong tiles he was carrying and pretended to pick up a document. He looked around the room and asked, "Where's Yanyan?"

Xu Yiqing raised his chin: "Inside the house!"

Yan Nian didn't come out of the room until the food was served and her aunt came to call her.

Yan Nian treated that person as air and sat next to Xu Yiqing.

Zhou Ran kept his eyes on her and said a few words to Yao Lijun from time to time.

Yan Nian buried his head in eating and drinking soup.

No one noticed anything unusual. After dinner, Yao Lijun insisted on playing mahjong by hand.

The four of them could just fit at one table, so the aunt made room for them.

Yan Nian used to watch Yao Lijun play and knew a little bit about it, but he just didn't know how to settle the final score.

In order to avoid facing Zhou Ran, Yan Nian chose to sit next to his left.

Yao Lijun went to the room and packed up all the change, all to keep her company. The three of them were ready to sit at the table.

Zhou Ran took the cards, and it happened to be the pile of mahjong tiles in front of Yan Nian. His hand accidentally touched her, but Yan Nian treated him as air and put her hand down.

Xu Yiqing often watched the little movements of the two. Is this how young people fall in love?

Yao Lijun won with all the cards, and there were three people left. Yan Nian counted the cards of two people.

In this round, she lost the most.

After that, she often called on Zhou Ran's cards, and Yan Nian finally glanced at him with a warning in her eyes.

Zhou Ran winked at her, and Yan Nian angrily stepped on him.

Zhou Ran was not a good person and hooked her foot, and Yan Nian accidentally stepped on the foot of the grandmother opposite.

Yao Lijun was making cards seriously, preparing to make it bigger and stronger. After stepping on the card, she raised her head and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Yan Nian's face suddenly turned red.