Reborn Queen

Almost everything about Lange was within Song Zhiqian's expectation. The cancellation of the auction the next day did arouse the displeasure of many people, but Lange insisted that someone redeemed Song Zhiqian with 20 taels of silver. , The person was taken away yesterday.

Hearing this price, even if most people are not reconciled, they can only give up. 20 taels is probably the highest price right now. If nothing else, even if Yunrong is still in Lange, I am afraid that he will not be able to earn it in this life. When it reaches 20 taels, you must know that after the first day, the value will drop day by day.

Song Zhiqian was not surprised when he heard the price, the bustard was a good face, although the price was a bit high for his current net worth, it was not outrageous.Song Zhiqian didn't intend to make any more fuss about this matter, he had to know that everything should be left on the line, and if he finally pushed the old bust into a hurry, he would not be worth the loss.

If there was anything Song Zhiqian hadn't thought of before, it was Yan Ziyu's attitude.

Song Zhiqian originally thought that after Yan Ziyu "helped" himself because of his "reluctantness", it would take some time to settle and sort out, but unexpectedly, Yan Ziyu did not have this process at all, and quickly accepted this fact, and used Song Zhiqian's Before he could even react, he began to call himself "Song Zhiqian's man".

In addition...

Thinking of this, Song Zhiqian rubbed his waist, Yan Ziyu seemed to have a little bit of taste since that day, and he would pull Song Zhiqian to mess around in a few days, sometimes more than once, Song Zhiqian was not in good health, Yan Ziyu Naturally, he couldn't bear such a commotion, but Song Zhiqian couldn't bear to reject Yan Ziyu.

Song Zhiqian liked Yan Ziyu, otherwise he wouldn't have used such a method for the first time. Song Zhiqian had been planning this matter a long time ago, how could he not find the right person?But it was because of Yan Ziyu's appearance that he couldn't find her.

Just when Song Zhiqian was thinking wildly in his heart, Yan Ziyu walked in from the door:

"Are you awake?" Looking at Song Zhiqian who was sitting on the bed rubbing his waist, Yan Ziyu touched his nose, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, stepped forward two steps, and rubbed Song Zhiqian's waist.

Song Zhiqian looked at Yan Ziyu's appearance, looked him up and down a few times, and then said lightly: "You can't do this."

Song Zhiqian originally thought that according to Yan Ziyu's personality and scheming, he could eat him to death, but now it seems that how could he eat him to death?Obviously he ate himself to death.

"What?" Yan Ziyu blinked, her face was still innocent, like a child, extremely innocent.

Of course Yan Ziyu knew what Song Zhiqian was talking about, but he couldn't help himself, as long as he saw Song Zhiqian, Yan Ziyu could think of the beauty of that night.

Song Zhiqian rubbed his forehead, looking at Yan Ziyu's current state, a little speechless, what can he say?Isn't this result what I asked for?

Just when Song Zhiqian was about to speak clearly, Yan Ziyu put something in front of Song Zhiqian, and blocked his words: "Here."

"What is this?" Song Zhiqian looked at the thing Yan Ziyu handed to him, a little surprised, it was not big, it was thin, like a piece of paper.

"A gift for you." Yan Ziyu said casually, as if it was something insignificant, and raised his hand to stroke Song Zhiqian's hair. In Lange before, the old bustard paid great attention to the maintenance of his son's body. Song Zhiqian's head Black hair, not only looks good, but also feels very smooth, Yan Ziyu can't put it down.

Song Zhiqian glanced at Yan Ziyu, opened the thing in his hand, looked at the content on it, was a little surprised, as if he didn't believe it, blinked his eyes, and after seeing the content clearly for the second time, Song Zhiqian squeezed I squeezed the paper in my hand, not knowing what to say.

"How is it? Do you like it?" After feeling Song Zhiqian's emotional changes, Yan Ziyu took Song Zhiqian into his arms. The thin and small person just happened to be hugged by Yan Ziyu.

"I like it." How can you not like it?I used to think about it, and I wanted to get this paper document.

"Just like it." Yan Ziyu's lips curled up, as long as he heard Song Zhiqian's "like it", then the hard work of the past few days will be worth it.

Song Zhiqian buried his head in Yan Ziyu's arms, opened his mouth, and closed it again after a while. In the end, thousands of words were gathered into two words: "...Thank you."

"You still have to say thank you to me?" Yan Ziyu laughed a little, she usually looks very smart, but how could she be stupid at a critical moment?

Song Zhiqian didn't answer, but just buried his head in Yan Ziyu's arms, Yan Ziyu couldn't see it, but Song Zhiqian knew that his eyes were already wet, this gift from Yan Ziyu...was too important.

What Yan Ziyu sent over was nothing else, but a good household document. Song Zhiqian had this thing before, but after being sold into Lange, it disappeared. Song Zhiqian never thought that he could have it again. Got it, how can you be unhappy?

Seeing Song Zhiqian buried in her arms, Yan Ziyu originally wanted to tease her, but the moment she raised her hand, she felt something dripping onto the back of her hand. It was not heavy, but warm, but It dripped directly into Yan Ziyu's heart,

Looking at Song Zhiqian who kept his head buried in silence, Yan Ziyu finally patted Song Zhiqian on the back without saying anything.

Because of the relationship between that piece of paper, the relationship between Yan Ziyu and Song Zhiqian became closer again, and as the relationship heated up day by day, Yan Ziyu had some other thoughts. Before he had time to turn his thoughts into actions, the Yan family moved first. up.

"Ziyu, where are you going?" Yan Xingchen called back his grandson who was about to go out. Normally, Yan Xingchen rarely cared about Yan Ziyu's affairs, not because he didn't care about his grandson, but because he was at ease with his grandson.

Yan Xingchen has also heard about Yan Ziyu and Song Zhiqian, but Yan Xingchen has not taken any action. First, he feels that his grandson will not be as obsessed with beauty as outsiders say. Second, it is because of Song Zhiqian. However, Yan Xingchen still had a tinge of pity. If he was born in a family, Song Zhiqian would not be worse than his grandson, but it is a pity that his fate is not good.

But pity belongs to pity, it doesn't mean that Yan Xingchen is willing to accept Song Zhiqian, and Song Zhiqian's identity is destined to prevent him from entering Yan's house.When Yan Ziyu was persistently running towards Lange every day, Yan Xingchen wanted to beat Yan Ziyu, but before he could do it, he heard the news that Song Zhiqian had been redeemed.

20 taels to buy a petite, can be said to be a sky-high price, and it once became a topic of conversation among people in the city. Upon hearing this news, Yan Xingchen's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief, because he knew that his grandson would not be able to afford it. Pay so much money.

Originally thought that Song Zhiqian had turned the page with Yan Ziyu, but who knew that after that day, Yan Ziyu would still run outside every day, and listened to the servants in the house, and sometimes did not return home at night. Only at this time did Yan Xingchen notice it. Not right.

Coupled with the fact that Yan Ziyu had messed up a lot of the Yan family's relationship because of Song Zhiqian's household registration status a few days ago, Yan Xingchen realized that the matter was far from over as he thought.

At this time, even Yan Xingchen couldn't sit still.

"Grandfather." Yan Ziyu turned to look at her grandfather, seeing the expression on his grandfather's face, he knew why his grandfather called her to stop.

When Yan Ziyu used the Yan family's relationship a few days ago, she knew that she couldn't hide this matter from her grandfather, and Yan Ziyu never thought of hiding it, so now there is no surprise on her face.

Seeing the clear expression on his grandson's face, Yan Xingchen glanced at him, then turned and walked into the house, knowing that Yan Ziyu would understand.

Yan Ziyu touched his nose, and followed Yan Xingchen into the house.

"Grandfather." After entering the room, Yan Ziyu did not sit down as usual, but stood in front of Yan Xingchen with a serious expression.

Looking at his grandson's appearance, Yan Xingchen vaguely knew something in his heart. He looked up at Yan Ziyu with sharp eyes: "No!"

Yan Ziyu blinked, didn't speak, didn't even move a bit, still looking at Yan Xingchen as before.

The grandparent and grandson just looked at each other, but the atmosphere in the room gradually became tense, and the two were getting more and more tense before. If there were outsiders here, they might think that the two were about to fight in the next moment.

Just when the war in the house was about to break out, Yan Ziyu laughed out loud: "Pfft..."

Seeing Yan Ziyu's appearance, Yan Xingchen glared at Yan Ziyu, even shaking the beard on his face, before Yan Xingchen could speak, Yan Ziyu spoke first:

"Grandson hasn't said anything yet, why did you say no? Did grandson say anything just now?"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" Yan Xingchen stared, as if he didn't like Yan Ziyu, but the expression on his face was much more relaxed than before.

"Then what is the grandson thinking now?" Hearing this, Yan Ziyu smiled, and sat down by the way, shaking his fan, no different from the ignorant sons and daughters on the street!

"Aren't you..." Yan Xingchen realized something was wrong when he was halfway through speaking, he couldn't say this, Yan Ziyu didn't say anything, and if he said it himself, he would be inferior for no reason!

But Yan Ziyu gave in first, shaking his fan and looking at Yan Xingchen: "Grandfather doesn't know what grandson is thinking, but grandson knows what grandfather is thinking."

While talking, Yan Ziyu glanced at Yan Xingchen, and didn't say what Yan Xingchen was thinking, but said another sentence: "Can grandfather still trust his grandson?"

Yan Xingchen's heart skipped a beat, looking at Yan Ziyu's indifferent look, as if thinking of something, his brows moved slightly.

"Grandson won't let grandfather down." Yan Ziyu glanced at Yan Xingchen again as she spoke, this time she was much more serious than before, but the carefree look on her face still remained.

Yan Xingchen understood it completely this time, glanced at Yan Ziyu, and finally waved his hands helplessly: "Forget it, it's up to you!"

Although the tone was very impatient, it could be heard that Yan Xingchen was giving in.

"Then grandson will leave first." Yan Ziyu smiled and cupped his hands at Yan Xingchen, his eyebrows and eyes were full of flair.

"Let's go! I feel annoyed just looking at you!" Yan Xingchen replied with a smile, seemingly impatient, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Yan Ziyu didn't stop, and retreated from Yan Xingchen's room, but as soon as she stepped out of the room, the indifference on Yan Ziyu's face faded completely, and her face sank.

Similarly, as soon as Yan Ziyu walked out of the room, the smile on Yan Xingchen's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes gradually became deeper.