"It's only afternoon now. It's only an hour's journey back. I won't eat here." An Yan replied.

"Now there are a lot of stickers." The old man said as he waved his hand, signaling the servants to carry all the things up.

An Yan saw four people carrying two large bamboo baskets in, which were full of bright red stickers. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Oh, I really didn't expect that there would be so many people trying to rob him."

"It's really funny that some people whose names I've never even heard of dare to come to Xicheng to snatch people." The old man looked proud and arrogant.

"It seems that his fame is widespread, and most of it is due to you." An Yan mocked the old man.

The old man cleared his throat and said, "I just said a few more words nearby. How could it attract so many people? It was spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred people. It's the reason why it happened. Besides, Mr. Li's paintings are now being sold for one thousand taels of gold each."

"What painting?" An Yan asked.

The old man immediately took out a painting from his sleeve, opened it and showed it to An Yan, saying, "Here, this is it."

This painting is not that outstanding. What's the point of showing someone riding a tiger? It shows that even big cats have become models. As for Li Rongsen's face, it is about 50% similar, but that's all. It's still a bit expensive to sell it for one thousand taels of gold.

An Yan asked, "Who drew this?"

"I don't know." The old man pretended not to know.

An Yan thought about it carefully and said, "Tell Yan Qingqiu that he has no share of the gold and can't make any profit from it. It all belongs to Li Rongsen, and we have to collect copyright fees from him."

The old man couldn't help laughing, saying, "Hey, City Lord, you are going to force him to death."

"You actually agreed to this!" An Yan sneered at him.

The old man quickly stopped laughing and whispered, "This can also be considered a way to make money. It's free money, earned for free. City Lord, don't be angry with him. He is also thinking about West City."

"Why don't you two become a perfect couple? Just live together and fly away together." An Yan said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"City Lord, you can't say that. This was all that kid's idea. I was threatened by him and I have my own grievances to share." The old man pretended to be super innocent.

An Yan was too lazy to argue with them about these things. Seeing that West City was getting richer and richer, the city began to be rebuilt and renovated, and it was as magnificent as a palace. So she said, "My yard is not allowed to be touched. No gold or silver decorations are allowed. No touching is allowed."

"Yes, yes, I know." The old man nodded, and then said, "City Lord, you are asking for trouble when it comes to Mr. Li's wife-hunting contest. You already wrapped your hair around it last time, why do you want to take it off again?" He really didn't understand what he meant.

"This all requires his own willingness."

"He's very willing to do so."

"I still have one thing left to do. He is still free." An Yan said meaningfully.

The old man frowned. Although he was a little confused, he didn't dare to ask more. However, he couldn't help asking, "City Lord, do you dislike Mr. Li?"

An Yan glanced at the old man, who was so panicked that he lowered his eyes, then looked away and said, "I have to wash my hair, otherwise it will be dark. City Lord, please do as you please. I'm leaving first."

The old man left in a hurry, and An Yan went back to the city.

She immediately gave the medicine to Wen Jiaer. Knowing that he was in the store, she went there to find him. However, she was surprised to see Sima Jixuan there too.

Sima Jixuan has been thinking about An Yan, but he didn't dare to call her. Recently, the servants reported that she would come to see Wen Jiaer every now and then, so naturally she would come here too, making friends with him under the pretext of apologizing, intending to meet An Yan.

An Yan asked: "Are you two friends now?"

"Of course, we should be good friends. I admire him very much. He speaks foreign languages ​​so well. I want to learn from him. I don't know when he will start the class, but I will be the first to sign up." Sima Jixuan said in a friendly manner.

Wen Jiaer smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite to me. Just come to me anytime. I will teach you one-on-one. Why do you need to sign up for any class?"

"I will arrange it in the next few days and ask them to post your advertisement. I believe it won't take too long and you will see results immediately." Sima Jixuan said with a smile.

"Tell me how much the advertising fee is. I won't take advantage of it."

"Why should we be polite to each other?" Sima Jixuan said, looking at An Yan and asked her, "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"

"Forget about eating. I'm just here to deliver the medicine. I'll be leaving soon." An Yan said as she handed the medicine to Wen Jiaer and told him to take it on time. "Three times a day. Don't forget."

"Okay, do I need to avoid certain foods?" Wen Jiaer asked.

An Yan didn't answer. She just said, "I have to go. I have to go to Mr. Li's place tonight."

"What? Are you going to meet the parents?" The smile on Sima Jixuan's face turned awkward.

"Master Li's leg has not yet fully healed. He is my patient." An Yan said as she stood up to leave, but found Wen Jiayu coming in from outside. She couldn't help but shudder, and a bad premonition arose.

"Hey, An Yan, why are you here? That's great. Let's have dinner together." Wen Jiayu said as he went over to hold An Yan's arm.

"I'm going to see Mr. Li today. Li Rongsen's grandfather is also my patient." An Yan explained to her.

"Let's go another day. There shouldn't be any rush. Just accompany me and my brother for dinner." Wen Jiayu refused to let her go.

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An Yan frowned and said, "I really have something to do. Let's do it another day."

"Which day is it?" Wen Jiayu asked.

"Let's make an appointment someday when you are free."

"Then when are you free?" Wen Jiayu would not let her go easily, as he hadn't seen her for several days.

An Yan sighed and heard Wen Jiaer walk up and say to Wen Jiayu, "Little sister, don't be so aggressive. An Yan will tell us when she is free."

Wen Jiayu smiled, and her smile was meaningful. She felt that Wen Jiaer was heartbroken.

An Yan said: "I still have to treat your brother, so of course we have to meet."

"Let's have dinner together tomorrow, okay?" Wen Jiayu asked.

"I should be free."

"How about this, I'll treat everyone and we can have dinner together." Sima Jixuan interrupted when he saw that they couldn't come to a conclusion.

Wen Jiayu immediately rolled her eyes at him, thinking that this kid was really nosy, and said, "Why do you want me to treat you? I'm inviting people on behalf of my brother. No one is coming, just the two of them."

Wen Jiaer pulled Wen Jiayu to his side and said to An Yan, "An Yan, go and do your work. Don't take her words to heart."

"Hey, that won't do. Let's agree on a time." Wen Jiayu was not convinced, but he couldn't stop An Yan.

An Yan had already taken the opportunity to slip away. Her cell phone rang. It was Li Rongsen calling. He asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm on my way to your house and need to take a taxi now." An Yan told him.

"Let me take you there." Sima Jixuan had already driven the car over and said to An Yan who was on the phone.

But at this time, seeing Yan Qingqiu also driving a car over, he said to An Yan: "Hey, whoever is more handsome gets to ride in the car, of course it has to be me."

An Yan said to Sima Jixuan, "I was the one who called him here. I'm leaving first." After saying that, she got into the car.

Yan Qingqiu said: "You finally admit that I am handsome."

"I'll tell Li Rongsen later and ask him to reduce your salary." An Yan said casually.