I live on my wife

"I know you may have misunderstood something, so I called to explain it to you. It was Yinyin who kept begging me and wanted to tell you something, so I agreed." Song Yan sighed deeply.

"Then please explain to me why you thought I was in the room."

Hearing what Song Yan said, Yan Zecheng glanced at Cheng Nanchu next to him, and turned on the speaker.

The other side of the phone was obviously choked, Song Yan took a deep breath and continued: "I looked at her pitifully, so I agreed to let my people take you up, but I never thought that she would be so bold as to do such a thing. Things are coming."

Hearing Song Yan's helpless voice, there was no ripple in Yan Zecheng's heart.

Although he and Song Yan have known each other for many years, they separated when they were teenagers.

People change, not to mention that they only contacted each other occasionally on the phone for so many years, and no one dared to say that they knew each other well.

"If Ms. Cheng misunderstood you, I can personally come to apologize. Hey, it's all my fault for causing you trouble." Song Yan's tone was very sincere.

Hearing Song Yan's apology, Yan Zecheng naturally would not make things difficult for him.

"Okay, I got it, this is the end of the matter. I won't be as knowledgeable as Qiao Yin." Yan Zecheng naturally understood what Song Yan meant by calling.

Whether it is the Song family or the Yan family, they are family friends with the Qiao family, and they have a lot of business contacts.

"Zimo took both of them away just now, and was almost secretly photographed by a reporter. If he was photographed, I don't know how it will end." Song Yan said with a headache.

Yan Zecheng didn't take it seriously. Qiao Zimo would definitely go back to Qiao's house to make things worse and force Qiao Yin to marry that man.

As for that man's character, whether Qiao Yin will be happy or not, Yan Zecheng doesn't care at all, he doesn't vent his anger, it's already giving Song Yan and Qiao Zimo face.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years. If you have time, let's have a meal together and bring Miss Cheng. There are too many things today, and I haven't had time to get to know her. By the way, I apologize to her." Song Yan heard that Yan Zecheng did not blame her. Yi, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's talk about it another day." After Yan Zecheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The two sitting on the bed looked at each other without speaking.

Cheng Nanchu coughed, and then broke the silence: "What do you think about this matter? Do you think what Song Yan said is true?"

"Half-true, half-false, wait and see what happens, after all, the Song family and Wen Rushen have too many doubts." Yan Zecheng stood up and threw the dirty clothes into the bag.

"So you think Song Yan is involved?" Cheng Nanchu asked.

Yan Zecheng raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said slowly: "I don't know, after all, everyone is suspected."

Cheng Nanchu was noncommittal. That Song Yan, today, obviously did it on purpose. Whether the facts are really as she said on the phone remains to be seen.

"Let's go home first, the medicine in the body is also a problem." Yan Zecheng glanced at the thermos, and his face became a little more gloomy.

Cheng Nanchu noticed his eyes, straightened his clothes quickly, and got up from the bed, not daring to look at the thermos more.

"It's all your fault. Look at what you did. How can you go out to meet people?" Cheng Nanchu walked to the mirror and saw that his neck and collarbone were all hickeys. He was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head.

Yan Zecheng looked at the spots on it, his eyes darkened a bit, but he knew that the little girl might explode in anger if she kept teasing.

He put the coat on her: "it's all my fault, can't it?"

"It was your fault in the first place." Cheng Nanchu gave him a squinting look, but the eyes were shy and timid, without any lethality.

After tidying up the clothes and covering them up perfectly, Cheng Nanchu asked Yan Zecheng to hold hands and walk out.

On the tall building, Song Yan held a glass of red wine and watched a car drive away below.

"The relationship is closer than I imagined."

"You called Master Yan, did he believe it?" The assistant turned on the projection, and above it was a picture of Yan Zecheng and Cheng Nanchu leaving the hotel holding hands.

"Have doubts. After all, he is a suspicious person. But what happened today is indeed full of doubts." Song Yan went to the soft sofa and sat down, flipping through the video non-stop.

"All the videos have been hacked, without leaving any trace." Song Yan checked all the cameras on that floor, and finally chose to give up.

The moment the accident happened, Song Yan went to check the surveillance. On the screen, only Qiao Yin entered the room, and then her assistant came to the door. The half-hour video in between disappeared completely.

What is certain is that Yanze City did enter, but how did they leave?

"It's really interesting." Song Yan lit a cigarette for herself, sniffed it lightly, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes.

"Then what should we do now?" the assistant asked softly.

Song Yan thought for a while, looked at the bright lights outside the window, and said slowly: "What's the rush, the company has been investigated recently?"

"Well, yes, but it's very clean, don't worry." The assistant said with a smile.

Song Yan nodded, looking at the projection in front of her, the picture was fixed on Cheng Nanchu and Yan Zecheng's clasped hands: "Emotions are more difficult to tear apart than I thought, it's really too troublesome, too troublesome."

Hearing Song Yan's emotion, the assistant said softly: "Your younger brother also likes this Miss Cheng very much, but he was cut off by the master Yan. Your elder brother's engagement banquet is for this Miss Cheng."

"I know, the Cheng family is really daring, I don't know what it means. Being able to marry the eldest brother is the blessing of the Cheng family, and he dared to change, heh." A murderous look flashed in Song Yan's eyes.

The assistant nodded: "It is indeed the best way to respond to all changes with the same."

When Cheng Nanchu and the two arrived home, it was almost midnight.

Her stomach was rumbling with hunger, but at this time, she was too embarrassed to ask her aunt to get up and cook.Then he took out his mobile phone to see if there was any supper nearby.

"In the middle of the night, don't eat these, what do you want to eat?" Yan Zecheng snatched her mobile phone, rolled up his sleeves and opened the refrigerator.

When Cheng Nanchu saw this scene, his eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Yan Zecheng with a flattering smile and said, "Then please trouble Shao Yan and cook it yourself."

"I'm really scared of you, what do you want to eat?" Yan Zecheng looked at her like this, smiling a little dotingly.

"Whatever, I'm going to change clothes." She immediately slipped away and ran back to the room.

Standing in front of the mirror, she saw a young girl with spring in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, but her expression froze slightly.

It turns out that I have fallen deeper into Yanze City than I imagined!
Looking at the clothes in his hand, Cheng Nanchu sighed deeply!