Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

"You didn't?" Quan Yao's brows were fierce, "When she fell into the sea, you were the only one present. If it wasn't because I didn't pursue the responsibility, do you think you can still enjoy yourself outside now?"

"Hahahaha..." Su Nuanqing laughed out loud suddenly, staring at him sarcastically, "Quan Yao, do you love me too much? That's why you are so tolerant even to your mother-killing enemy. "

Since this man has always believed that she did it, well, I will use this matter to disgust him.

Quan Yao, you hate me so much, I want to make you feel bad too!
"And, I'm pregnant with your child." Su Nuanqing wrestled her body, deliberately letting her bulging belly touch the man.

Her provocative actions made Quan Yao's eyebrows twitch wildly.

As if suddenly losing all reason, the man raised his fist, but when he saw the woman's face in mid-air, he stopped his movement abruptly.

Su Nuanqing's eyes are slender, and there are two cute lying silkworms on the lower eyelid.

Her mouth was small, and her cherry-colored tender lips set off a small face with an indescribable charm.

She is a beauty.

When I met her for the first time a few years ago, this woman's beauty, as if blessed by the heavens, has never been weakened for so many years.

"Su Nuanqing, I hate you!" The fist avoided Su Nuanqing, and hit the woman's head heavily.

After speaking, he got up as if disgusted, and without looking at her again, he slammed the door and went out.

Su Nuanqing turned her head, and saw that the mattress was smashed into a deep cave because of his strong force.

She raised her finger and touched the hollow with her fingertips, hot tears rolled down involuntarily.

……

When Xia Yan returned to the company, her nerves did not dare to relax for a moment.

Ji Nanxu had disappeared for two weeks, she dared not, and could not delay any longer.

"Is there still no news about that person?" Xia Yan stopped all the work in her hands and asked Su Han.

Su Han shook his head, "Our money has already been prepared, but the other party seems to have evaporated, not only did not mention the money, but there is no trace at all."

Having said that, I heard footsteps coming from outside.

The two followed the prestige and saw that the person who came was Gu Yanran.

Gu Yanran took a few glances at Xia Yan first, caught the sorry look on her face, and understood it all at once.

"There is still no news, right?" She sat on the sofa in frustration, covering her face with her hands, trying to hide the despair on her face.

"There must be a way." Xia Yan said, but she didn't have the confidence in the past at all.

If the other party just asks for money, it's easy to handle.

But now, I don't know what the person on the other end wants to do.

I don't even know what Ji Nanxu's safety is like.

"Young Mistress...Young Mistress! Boss Yan is back!" Su Han went out for a while, and when he got the news, he ran back in a hurry.

At this moment, Xia Yan thought she had heard it wrong, and asked uncertainly, "What are you talking about, Mr. Yan?"

"Boss Yan! It's Boss Yan! Come and take a look!" Su Han pulled Xia Yan with a rare gaffe, and led her out.

It was only now that Xia Yan understood, her mind went blank for an instant.

Following Su Han's lead, the body came outside.

"Yanyan."

The man was surrounded in the center like a crowd of stars. From a distance, Xia Yan only noticed that the man's gaze seemed to be projected towards her, and her faint voice made her heart flutter instantly.

"Really, it's you?" She widened her eyes in disbelief, and saw that the man had already walked towards her, and the face that she missed day and night was constantly enlarged in front of her.

"It's me." The man took her hand and wanted to take her back to the office.

Recalling some time ago, Xie Yixuan used some methods to confuse Xu Qingxue and Wang Dahao.

When Xia Yan followed him into the office, the joy on her face suddenly disappeared. She shook off the man holding her hand, and raised her hands to tear off the man's mask.

The woman's movements were a little clumsy, and she was obviously trembling slightly because of nervousness.

The man was neither annoyed nor irritable, and just let her continue.

"Where's your mask?" Xia Yan stamped her feet anxiously after several times she couldn't find any flaws.

"No mask." The man held her hand and rubbed her little hand in his palm, "I don't wear any mask, I am who I am."

"But..." Xia Yan still wanted to say something to refute, but she quickly captured the unique temperament of that man from the man in front of her.

Yan Yichen's temperament is very outstanding, standing in the crowd, also looks dazzling.

So when Xie Yixuan pretended to be Yan Yichen that day, he couldn't hide from her eyes at all.

At this moment, she was both happy and proud, wishing she had a pair of piercing eyes, able to see through whether the man in front of her was real or just pretending.

"On your left shoulder, there is a small brown mole." The man looked at her with a smile, and said suddenly.

Xia Yan paused, and subconsciously looked over her left shoulder.

It's winter now, she is wearing a turtleneck sweater, outsiders can't see her skin, but she knows very well that what this man said is right.

That mole has been with her for many years, Yan Yichen already had it when he met her.

She still remembered that when the two were intimate, the man kissed her shoulder again and again.

Perhaps, Yan Yichen wrote it down at that time.

"You have a small scar of one centimeter on the sole of your foot." The man said again.

Xia Yan was wearing boots at the moment, and she had never taken off her shoes in front of outsiders.

And what he said was right, the scar was left by her accidentally stepping on broken glass at home a few years ago.

"Also, you..."

The man was still about to elaborate, but Xia Yan suddenly raised her hand to cover his lips.

These small details, if not someone who has been with her day and night, would not know so clearly.

Xia Yan's shoulders were already trembling violently, and hot tears fell down freely, "Yi Chen, it's really you!"

It's really him.

A person's voice, manners, temperament, and demeanor cannot be imitated by others overnight.

What's more, this man can clearly say everything about her.

"It's me!" Yan Yichen touched her head apologetically, and pulled her into his arms, "It's me, Yanyan. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you and walked away."

When this matter was mentioned, Xia Yan cried even harder.

Her beautiful eyes also suddenly turned red.

Suddenly thought of something, Xia Yan asked anxiously again: "Didn't Master Xie say you..."

"It's all right." Yan Yichen's eyes flashed an inexplicable light, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a bit bitter.