Chapter 311 Humble Master Yan

Yan Xi's sudden change in mood scared Shi Yan.

Young Master Yan, who has never touched a woman and only knows how to pick up girls, is helpless when faced with this situation.

Shi Yan could only raise her hand and say, "Sit down first."

Yan Xi frowned and stared at her, not knowing what to say.

How could Shi Yan be compared with those prostitutes? Yan Xi usually used those furs specifically to deal with them.

Throw sweet words at him, and if he doesn’t fall for you, spend money on him.

But these seem to have no effect on Shiyan.

Yan Xi opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. Yan Xi summed it up in one sentence: this is not his woman.

This is his brother's woman, so it's normal that he can't control her.

Shi Yan finished her meal quietly. Yan Xi wiped his hands and his emotions had stabilized.

"Would you mind telling me the reason?"

Yan Xi picked up the cigarette with his fingertips, and he smelled like a decadent young man from a wealthy family.

Yan Xi has no ambition and just lives off his savings, waiting to die.

"Master Yan, this is a matter between the two of us."

Shi Yan smiled politely but with a distance, "It's not very convenient."

She was too calm and determined, and Yan Xi knew that he couldn't hear anything from her.

"Okay, you can come to me if you have any problems in the future."

"Shi Yan, I admire you very much."

"Even if you and Yuchen break up, I hope we can still be friends."

Shi Yan was wearing a simple shirt and trousers. The dull outfit didn't look old-fashioned on her.

There was a hint of playfulness in the smile on her lips.

Shi Yan looks harmless, but actually has his own ideas.

After a while, Shi Yan got up and left.

As soon as the person left, Wu Shiyan called.

"Oh, you really are so in tune with each other."

"At this critical moment, you still have the mood to talk about this. Have you found out the reason? What's the reason? Two people who quarrel must get divorced..."

"No."

"waste."

When Wu Shiyan said that, Yan Xi couldn't help but sigh, "How about you come back and ask Shi Yan in person? I can't find out anyway."

"It's useless to have you."

There was a sound of something heavy hitting the ground from Wu Shiyan's side. He hung up the phone in a hurry and went to take care of Song Yuchen, "Hey, young master, why are you doing this?"

If it were the original Wu Shiyan, he probably wouldn't understand, but he had experienced heartbreak after all, so he understood President Song's feelings.

In the past two days, Wu Shiyan probably heard some things about the two of them from Song Yuchen.

"You went to so much trouble to get Song Yun back, why don't you just keep this to yourself?"

Song Yuchen was wearing a silk shirt and lying on the sofa with his arms casually resting on his forehead.

His throat moved slightly, but in just one week, Song Yuchen had lost a lot of weight.

"Draw the curtains."

His voice was hoarse, like that of a person who had been ill for a long time.

Wu Shiyan walked over like an old woman, working tirelessly. "When did you become so concerned about your image? Are you afraid that others will find out?"

Song Yuchen didn't say anything. Wu Shiyan turned around and found that he had fallen asleep.

Wu Shiyan walked over, picked up the various wine bottles and put them away. He couldn't let Song Yuchen continue to be depressed.

Find an opportunity to bring him back home.

"At least Song Yun is supporting Jingrui, otherwise your old lady wouldn't be able to hold back her sword."

…

Shi Yan unexpectedly received a call from Song Yun.

The boy asked her in a weak voice if he could come over.

Shi Yan took a taxi straight to Jingrui. As soon as she got on the elevator and went upstairs, she heard the passing employees talking about something on the top floor.

Shi Yan went straight to the president's office on the top floor.

The one here now is Xiao Songyun.

Before Shi Yanren entered, a voice came from inside, "You, you are pretending to be dead now? What kind of Qiankun Da Nengzi are you and your brother playing? Where is he?"

"have no idea."

Song Yun was curled up on the sofa like a pitiful little boy, his face pale. "I really don't know."

"Song Yun!"

Old Lady Song roared like a lion, and Song Yun's stomach twitched.

Shi Yan pushed the door open and came in, "Grandma."

"Yan Yan?"

When Mrs. Song saw Shi Yan, her expression changed immediately. She grabbed her hand and asked, "You, why are you here?"

Shi Yan met Song Yun's helpless eyes and pulled Mrs. Song out. "Our company has a cooperation with Jingrui. I came here to deliver something."

"You haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go eat first."

Old Mrs. Song smiled instantly and took Shi Yan's hand, "Okay, I'm really hungry."

Before leaving, Old Lady Song turned around and glared at Song Yun, "Just wait, I'll settle the score with you later."

Song Yun came from a poor family, and his biological father died unexpectedly when he was born.

This is also the reason why Old Lady Song has never been very loving towards this child.

Seeing that the two of them did not get along, Song Yuchen sent Song Yun abroad.

Song Yun never went against Old Lady Song's ideas, he just suffered unilateral abuse.

Shi Yan coaxed Mrs. Song to eat, and then took a taxi to send her back. Mrs. Song suddenly grabbed Shi Yan's hand and said, "Yan Yan, is there anything wrong with you and Song Yuchen? My eyelids have been twitching a lot recently, and I always feel like something is going to happen."

"No, Grandma and the others are waiting for you to play cards. Grandma Wu won so much from you last time, have you forgotten?"

"Ah, yes, Yanyan, I'll come see you another day."

Shi Yan saw her off to the car and waved with a sweet smile.

As soon as Old Lady Song got into the car, she couldn't help but praise Shi Yan to the taxi driver, "My granddaughter-in-law, isn't she beautiful?"

"pretty."

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