Public Enemy: Kiss Goodbye, Mrs. Lu

Qin Yan took advantage of this gap to scrutinize Ye Lisheng's expression without any trace.

Gu Peiran was irritated, thinking that he was looking at Jiang Yifan, and thinking about what he said just now, he suddenly felt that he had something in mind for Jiang Yifan, so he directly pulled people into the car: "Let's go! It's raining and cold, let the two of them go back quickly! "

Just like that, Qin Yan was stuffed into the car by Gu Peiran, and before he could say a few words to Ye Lisheng, Gu Er Shao stepped on the accelerator.

After turning a few turns, he was thrown out of the car again: "Where are you supposed to go! Young master, I want to go in style!"

Qin Yan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Second Young Master, even if you don't send me to Mr. Lu's car, at least throw me an umbrella!"

Gu Peiran's brain circuit returned to normal: "Lu Er is around here? He asked you to care about Ye Lisheng?" So it's not about Jiang Yifan!
Qin Yan also noticed something was wrong, and raised his eyes: "Second Young Master Gu! Are you really treating Yifan..."

"Shut up!" A look of unnaturalness flashed across Gu Peiran's face, and then he resumed his usual unbridled manners: "A person like me is doomed to live among thousands of flowers without a single leaf on my body! How could I stay for whom? ?”

He slanted his lips, and smiled irritably: "I said Qin Yan, why do you care about me so much? You don't have any thoughts about me, do you?"

Qin Yan suddenly had a chill, and felt that he must have thought too much. This Gu Ershao, who is like a wild horse, no one can hold back!

He shook his head and sighed, opened the door and took out his umbrella, then walked towards the intersection where the memory parked.

When Qin Yan came back, the low-key silver Volvo had a gap in the window, and there was a curl of smoke spreading out from it.

He frowned: "Boss Lu, why are you smoking again?"

In Yuncheng these days, because I can see my wife, don't you smoke less?

What's going on today?Annoyed by Lin Chumo's words?
Lu Chengyi took a sharp puff of the cigarette at his fingertips, and then threw away the remaining half. Then he lowered the car window for more air, and the rain drifted in immediately, and soon wet the broken hair on the man's forehead.

Qin Yan was originally waiting for him to take the initiative to ask, but the man didn't say a word, as if he didn't care about him going to see Ye Lisheng at all.

The car started, shuttled through the rain, and the windows were raised.

The air pressure in the car is a little low.

After a long time, the man's lips moved: "Did you see someone?"

Qin Yan's spirit was greatly lifted: "Mr. Lu, I saw my wife!"

"She doesn't look very well, her makeup can't cover the dark circles under her eyes, her eyes are tired, and she looks haggard upon closer inspection!"

"Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well!"

"Yeah." Lu Chengyi uttered a syllable in a nasal voice, and after a while staring at the crackling raindrops outside the car window, he muttered with a bit of irritability: "If you are not in good health, you will try your best! I can't stop worrying about my heart every day, and I can't do anything." Always thinking about others!"

Qin Yan: "..."

Who will tell him that his boss's EQ can still be saved?
"That's a good word, every time it comes out of your mouth, the taste will change... If you care, you care... Why are you still being hypocritical..."

Qin Yan's muttering was very low, but it was still heard by the man in the back seat.

In the cold rearview mirror, the man's bottomless black eyes were reflected, which was a bit chilly for no reason.

Qin Yan shrank his neck, then closed his mouth.

Lu Chengyi lowered his eyes, unlocked his phone and opened Weibo.

Clicking on the watch list, looking at the only person who was following in it, something different came out of his eyes.

He stared at the screen for a long time, as if he encountered some problem: "Qin Yan, get a Weibo verification number!"

Qin Yan was driving, and asked subconsciously: "Mr. Lu, why am I a flat-headed boss with this surname?"

"I'm not you, get a verified account and..."

As Qin Yan spoke, he suddenly realized: "Mr. Lu, don't you want to get a certification number for yourself? What are you going to do? Issue your marriage certificate with your wife?"

"Let me tell you, if you announce such a big news, it is estimated that many people will be frightened!"

"But the only problem is that I can't explain it to my wife!"

Lu Chengyi's face darkened, and he stared at him coldly.

Qin Yan suppressed a smile: "Mr. Lu, you call Yu Feng now and ask him to get it done. It should be all right soon!"

A gloomy look flashed across Lu Chengyi's eyebrows, he flicked through Weibo with his fingertips, and finally turned off the screen, and said coldly: "Forget it!"

"Huh?" Qin Yan was puzzled.

"What's your problem?"

"No... I just want to ask Mr. Lu, should we go back to the hotel or Yuncheng!"

The foreign partner has been waiting for several days!
Lu Chengyi frowned, as if he remembered that there was still business to discuss, his black eyes were fixed on the misty town outside the window, and his voice was deep: "Let's go to Qingshi Lane first!"

Qingshi Lane?
Qin Yan was taken aback, isn't that the Song family's old house?

"Mr. Lu, what are we going to do there?"

"Just go if you are told, where is there so much nonsense!"

Qin Yan pondered all the way, and finally figured out some meaning.

The world only knows that the ancestor of the Song family who opened the Lancang Pavilion was an imperial chef, but few people know that the old house of the Song family is in Qingshi Lane in Yuncheng.

It is said to be an alley, but in fact the whole street is the house of the Song family, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the simplicity and elegance are not inferior to the restored gardens and historic sites.

Qin Yan parked the car at the entrance of the alley, then walked in with Lu Chengyi under an umbrella.

The thick and smooth bluestone road, the high threshold, and the faded wooden door do not look like the Song family who is in charge of the Lancang Pavilion.

Qin Yan came to the door and knocked the copper ring.

Not long after, the sound of small footsteps and a clear and sweet female voice came from inside: "It's raining and you're still here to visit, who is it?"

Accompanied by the "squeak" sound from the door, Song Qingci's delicate face appeared. She was wearing a simple white cotton and linen dress with her hair loosely tied behind her head. Lost elegant and smart beauty.

Seeing that it was someone coming, the smile on her face faded instantly, and she even raised her hand to close the door.

Qin Yan had quick eyes and quick hands: "Miss Song, don't introduce yourself! The visitor is a guest!"

Song Qingci took a gouged look at Lu Chengyi, because he fell in love with Ye Lisheng, and thinking of what happened in the Lancang Pavilion last time, he couldn't wait to see Lu Chengyi: "Guest? Our Song family can't afford a guest like Lu Ershao!"

Qin Yan still had a standard smile: "Miss Song, we are here to visit the old lady!"

Song Qingci was even more unhappy: "Visit my grandma? You also have to..."

"Qingci! Don't be rude!" An old but majestic voice sounded in the small courtyard, scolding but hard to hide pampering: "Second Young Master Lu, this girl has been raised by my side since she was a child, and she has been spoiled!"