After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

Song Anchen covered his face with his hands, and couldn't bear to look at Jiang Xuehe's expression.

Even if the rumors were clarified, it would not be possible to engage in such a suicide attack.

Song Anchen felt a little tired.

But Yan Guiqiu has such a character, if you want her to hide or delay something, it will be harder than killing her.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the Yan family did not insist on letting her inherit the company.

This trait is not a good quality in the market.

Song Anchen closed his eyes and thought wildly, the silence in his ears didn't last long, and soon Jiang Xuehe's peaceful voice came again.

"Yeah, that's really my pleasure."

There was no offended anger in the voice, and it seemed no different from before.

But Jiang Xuehe is a considerate person who compromises, even if he feels displeased, he probably won't get angry in public.

Song Anchen realized this later, and suddenly felt that the conversation a few moments ago was very happy, maybe it was just their wishful misunderstanding.

Jiang Xuehe will not make the people who get along with her feel uncomfortable, but her friends are still very few - even Xia Yaoxin, who can carelessly watch the fun from the sidelines, dare not say that she has a heart-to-heart relationship with her of.

The two of them didn't say anything more, a guest came over to toast, Jiang's mother also came from behind, calling her daughter to meet the important guest.

Jiang Xuehe came down one by one, said goodbye to Yan Guiqiu, and then heard a burst of staggered footsteps, and walked away.

Yan Guiqiu walked back to Song Anchen's side, and accidentally bumped into her.

Song Anchen glanced at her with an absent-minded look.

She thought about it and decided to say a few words of comfort.

"It's okay, there is still a chance in the future, didn't she say she would stay in Yunhua City?" Then what if she decides to run away because of this?

Song Anchen thought for a while, and then changed the direction: "Maybe she is really busy. You see, she didn't pay attention to others just now, and just chatted with you for so long."

This is indeed a treatment that no one else has.

Song Anchen thought about it carefully, and it's not like no one wanted to get close to Jiang Xuehe, but he was dismissed after a few words, and in the end he only chatted with Yan Guiqiu.

At least it's not annoying.

But just now Yan Guiqiu blurted out such a sentence...

Not sure after that.

Thinking about it this way seemed even more disturbing.

"It's just a joke, I shouldn't take it seriously." Song Anchen thought of it and could only comfort herself so palely in the end, "Who is okay and confessed it the first time we met? After thinking about it, she realized it. She doesn't seem like she can't afford a joke. people."

"It's a big deal, wait for a while and I'll ask for you."

"Huh? What are you asking?" Yan Guiqiu came back to his senses and asked.

"Ask Jiang Xuehe." Song Anchen reassured, "At least it shouldn't be difficult to ask for the contact information. It doesn't matter if you can slowly cultivate feelings like this in the future."

"Ah? Contact information? No need." Yan Guiqiu shook his head.

"Have you figured it out?" Song Anchen was taken aback for a moment.

Is this too fast to give up?It's not like the geese return to autumn.

Yan Guiqiu pondered the logic for a while, and finally realized what Song Anchen meant. He took something out of his pocket and showed it to Song Anchen.

"I have the contact information." She said, "Phone, WeChat, Q|Q, it's all there."

"Huh?" Song Anchen was shocked, "She came to the banquet and brought a business card with her? Where did she get it?"

Taking a closer look, the hotel's logo was printed on the business card on a white background, and the name in the middle was by no means "Jiang Xuehe", but a man's name with the prefix "Hotel Manager".

Just when Song Anchen was suspicious of Yan Guiqiu's eyes, Yan Guiqiu glanced at the business card, said "oh", and turned the business card over.

The back was blank, and three rows of numbers were smoothly written in black pen.

Where Yan Guiqiu pressed his fingers, there were still some blurred marks, obviously it was written not long ago.

Song Anchen: "..." Bai was worried.

Jiang Xuehe was indeed a good person, and he dared to continue this kind of joke.

Song Anchen thought so.

As for whether Jiang Xuehe, like Yan Guiqiu, had such unspeakable thoughts, Song Anchen didn't think about it at all.

This is the first time we met, how can there be so many love at first sight.

Yan Guiqiu carefully put away his business card, and leaned over to discuss with Song Anchen: "Let's go back early, I have to charge my phone."

The two of them were only here for Jiang Xuehe. Although there was a slight deviation in the final ending, the task was considered accomplished at this moment, and staying any longer would be nothing more than playing bureaucratic talk and killing the rest of the time.

Jiang Xuehe still had to entertain guests, so it was obviously difficult to spare time to chat with Yan Guiqiu.

Instead of this, it would be better to go back early, and you can still end up in a clean place.

Song Anchen thought about it and nodded, then asked, "Do you want to say hello?"

Yan Guiqiu shook his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Isn't it just a good time to go back and find a reason to apologize to her."

"...It's really you." Song Anchen once again mourned for Yan's family and Yan Guiqiu's mother in his heart for a few seconds.

This speed of reaction, this level of thoughtfulness, even if you put it in the family business, it won't make people hate iron and steel so much.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yan Guiqiu walked briskly.

"..."

"I'm not complimenting you."

Yan Guiqiu didn't take it seriously, and followed Song Anchen to hide in the corner for a while to kill time. Seeing that someone had already exchanged greetings with the host and left, he greeted the people around him, excused that there was something to do, and then turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.

When stepping out of the gate, Yan Guiqiu hummed a little song twice.

As soon as she got in the car, Yan Guiqiu charged it up, but there was some problem with the wiring port, and the charging was very slow. She unconsciously tapped the window frame with her fingertips, waiting a little impatiently.

Song Anchen put on his seat belt, waited for the cars in front to leave first, glanced at Yan Guiqiu next to him, and couldn't help but think a lot after he calmed down.

"Let's not talk about the Jiang family, what are you going to do with your parents?"

"Tell me the truth."

"You're not afraid of them..." Song Anchen couldn't finish speaking.

Whether it is the Jiang family or the Yan family, they are all very traditional families in terms of family traditions. Even though same-sex marriage has been legal for many years, according to the most mainstream voices, this is still a pathological and unethical thing.

At least not worth the hype.

Previously, she felt that Jiang Xuehe had a soft personality and repeatedly gave in to his family. In the future, he might be coerced by his family's opinions and choose a commercial marriage.

But looking back, thinking about the return of geese to autumn, it might not be the case.

Yan Guiqiu is not really opposed to inheriting the family, she also has the ability, it is something she can "do" or "not do", and she doesn't have much obsession.

But her sister wanted to do it.

So Yan Guiqiu chose to give in, throwing away the things he was about to get, leaving a place, and patted his butt and left without nostalgia.

The premise of this is, of course, that they have feelings and a good relationship.

Ambition and desire are sometimes difficult to control, not to mention that my sister is also talented, as if she was born to eat this bowl of rice, Yan Guiqiu avoided conflicts, and experienced another kind of life and family relationship that she had expected Still pretty peaceful.

Yan Guiqiu never felt that there was anything wrong with this, and he was genuinely happy when in contact with friends on weekdays.

But Song Anchen still couldn't help worrying, Yan Guiqiu was willing to back down for her family, so what would the family do to her?

Among those traditional and rigid families, face is the most important thing.

Yan Guiqiu will not give up the things she is really attached to - such as family love, but when the two conflict, those disputes and contradictions are precisely the things she does not want to see the last time.

Song Anchen knew that she was worrying unfoundedly, and it would be silly to be anxious about things that hadn't happened, but she couldn't help herself not to worry about her good friend.

"Let's go." Yan Guiqiu said.

"What?" Song Anchen came back to his senses, saw the emptiness in front of him, and realized that he should drive away.

Going out from the exit, there is a spacious road outside, and the sky has completely darkened.

It is close to the suburbs, and there are not many vehicles. The street lights on both sides are quietly on, and the two streams of light extend to the sky.

Yan Guiqiu propped his chin and leaned against the car door, swinging the phone with a black screen in one hand, while looking at the night scene outside through the car window.

The stack of documents on the back seat was scattered, and a piece of paper with "plan381" slid down from the seat alone.

Yan Guiqiu glanced at it, and said abruptly: "I have never lost a bet."

Whether it is past life or present life.

There was a red light ahead, Song Anchen stepped on the brakes, turned to look at her, and asked, "Does it include feelings?"

"Emotions are not something that needs to be gambled." Yan Guiqiu said, "But it is something that can be stably connected to an already formed whole through some planning skills."

"Ok?"

"Of course adults want all of them."

"..."

"For me, the more important thing is not whether I can be accepted by my family."

"what is that?"

"How can I catch up with Sister Xuehe?"

"Boom-"

After a sudden brake, Yan Guiqiu's cell phone came out of his hand and slammed into the front wall of the car.

But at this moment, she didn't have the heart to look at her mobile phone. As soon as her expression changed, she reached out to pull the car door.

Song Anchen's face turned pale, and he sat for a while before he unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

In front of the car, a person fell to the ground.

This is the next intersection, and the green light on the opposite side just started counting down at this moment, and the one who fell on the ground suddenly rushed from the side of the road to the zebra crossing.

Fortunately, the car was not driving fast at the intersection, and Song Anchen stepped on the brakes in time, so he didn't feel anything hitting him directly, but seeing a person lying down straight in front of the car was still quite scary.

"Are you sick?" Song Anchen got out of the car and walked around to the front, while taking out his mobile phone to call the emergency, "Guiqiu, did you see anyone else—"

Yan Guiqiu knelt beside the "patient" and didn't answer for a long time.

Song Anchen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Is he still there?"

Yan Guiqiu nodded: "I'm angry, I guess it's hypoglycemia again, I didn't see any wounds, my breathing is pretty steady, I should be fine, but I'd better ask an ambulance to drag her to the hospital for a checkup."

The speed of speech is steady and fast, as if he is familiar with the strange, and there is a bit of lovelessness in his life.

"Again"?

Something popped up in Song Anchen's mind, before he had time to think about it, he went to make an emergency call.

After reporting the address, he turned his head and saw Yan Guiqiu sitting on the ground with his brows pressed together, muttering to himself, "I take back my preface..."

"what?"

"The sentence 'I've never lost a bet'." I don't know if it was an illusion created by the light, but for a moment Yan Guiqiu's expression showed a bit of ferocity and pain, but there was only exhaustion in his voice, "In her body I am No luck."

Yan Guiqiu pointed at the person on the ground, and Song Anchen had already guessed the name of this "patient".

"Tan Xiangxi?"

Song Anchen leaned over to take a look under the headlights of the car. The people on the ground had half of their faces obscured by their long hair, but for those who were deeply entangled, they could be recognized at a glance.

"Why is it her again?" Song Anchen turned his head and glanced at the deserted intersection, feeling quite puzzled.

Where did this guy come from?

"I want to know too." Yan Guiqiu said with a straight face.

"I remember you just said two days ago that she and the school teacher went abroad to participate in some performance?" Song Anchen asked.

"At that time, it was said that it would last at least two months." Yan Guiqiu added.

Longer than winter and summer vacations.

Yan Guiqiu even set off firecrackers on major social platforms for two consecutive days for this, thinking that he could finally be clean for a while.

Who wants to...

The inertia of the plot is too strong.

But the most serious thing before was being molested in the corner by the gangsters, and some accidents that could be seen in advance. How could it test the heart's endurance like this.

Yan Guiqiu covered his face with his hand, took several deep breaths back and forth, and finally managed to calm down, "When will the ambulance arrive?"

"It is said to be about 10 minutes. Fortunately, the road conditions in this place are good, and it may be faster."

The two of them didn't dare to move the person lying on the ground at will, so they could only sit on both sides and pay close attention to her situation.

Fortunately, Tan Xiangxi's breathing was steady all the time, and she looked more like falling asleep.

Song Anchen sat for a while, finally regained his composure, his hands and feet gradually warmed up, and he was still in the mood to joke: "It seems that today's luck is all spent on Jiang Xuehe."

She glanced at the time on her mobile phone and said, "I guess it will be past twelve o'clock when I go back. I hope there will be no more accidents."

Yan Guiqiu nodded wearily: "I hope."

Facts have proved that once something like a flag stands up, it will inevitably fall when it turns its head.

Just as the sound of an ambulance roared from far and near, a car stopped behind them.

The car window fell, and a familiar voice came: "Guiqiu, Anchen? What are you doing here?"

Sitting in the driver's seat was Jiang Xuehe, who had changed clothes, but hadn't had time to take off her makeup.

Xia Yaoxin was sitting in the co-driver, closer to the two of them, half lying on the car window, with her hands on her belly, her complexion turned pale.

But when he saw the person lying on the ground clearly, his face, which was originally distorted only because of the pain, was a little frightened.

Jiang Xuehe didn't get a response, so he couldn't help but frowned slightly, and asked worriedly, "What happened?"

Shaking, Xia Yao pointed at the "corpse" on the ground with her fingertips, her voice trembling: "That seems to be Tan Xiangxi..."

Wild countryside.

Love and hate entanglement.

Rivals meet.

……

It's easy to make people's brains make up something incredible.