Chapter 256 Yan Jiaye's Nephew, New Rival in Love? (3 More)

Cloud City Airport

Song Fengwan helped the old lady of Yan's family to get into the car first. She came here this time and brought a lot of Nanjiang specialty products, which almost couldn't fit in the trunk. After the four of them got into the car, Yan Wangchuan drove, and the strange man naturally sat in the passenger seat.

Before leaving the airport, the road section was congested, Yan Wangchuan grabbed the steering wheel and looked at the people on the side, "Thank you for your hard work this time."

"It should be. It's just that there's nothing to do during the holidays. Huang's mother is also home. Grandma doesn't feel at ease when she comes home alone." The man's voice was weak and soft, and he spoke very politely to Yan Wangchuan.

"when are you going back?"

Song Fengwan lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

They kindly sent Grandma Yan over, and they drove her away before getting on the bus without getting hot?

The man seemed to be used to Yan Wangchuan's way of chatting, neither surprised nor angry, "I'll check the ticket later."

"There is no one in Shaochen's house, and they spent the New Year at our house before, or don't go back, stay and have fun together." The old lady suggested.

Song Fengwan slightly raised his eyebrows, he called...

Yan Shaochen?

"No, I have something to do when I go back." Yan Shaochen took out his mobile phone and began to check the ticket.

"It's Chinese New Year, your parents are abroad, why are you going back alone? Don't listen to your uncle's nonsense." The old lady snorted softly.

"I..." Before Yan Shaochen could speak, Yan Wangchuan stopped him with a single sentence.

"Since he wants to go back, why do you force him to stay?"

Song Fengwan was stunned. It was inevitable for everyone to speak politely, so he should have sealed his mouth, he was too good at chatting.

"Young minister, you stay in Yuncheng, just be with grandma." The old lady wished she could beat Yan Wangchuan to death, "Don't pay attention to your uncle, he's just stupid, he doesn't usually talk, this opening will kill your anger!"

Song Fengwan kept nodding his head, which summed it up perfectly.

Because of the presence of the old lady, Song Fengwan didn't find it boring on the way back, but she also knew the identity of this Yan Shaochen.

He was distantly related to the Yan family, his great-grandfather and Grandpa Yan Wangchuan were uncles and brothers, and the war and turmoil cut off the news, and it was a millennium later when they reconnected.

This relative is a little far away, but according to his seniority, he should call Yan Wangchuan uncle.

Yan Wangchuan has never been married, and the old lady has no grandchildren, so she loves Yan Shaochen like a grandson, and he often goes to accompany her after work. He is obviously better at talking than Yan Wangchuan, likable, and has a much closer relationship.

He didn't join Yan's Group, but set up a small studio of his own, which is also engaged in jewelry design. From the content of the conversation, he seemed to have won some design award some time ago.

Song Fengwan lowered his head and sent a message to Qiao Aiyun, informing her that someone else would be going, in case she was unprepared.

**

Joe's

Qiao Aiyun was really unprepared, there was one more person here, and it was also a relative of Yan's family. When meeting for the first time, she definitely had to prepare well. She prepared two more hard dishes, and in a blink of an eye, four people arrived.

"Auntie." Qiao Aiyun was still a little nervous facing the old lady.

"Cooking? Why are you so busy, we can go out to eat." Although the old lady said so, she was still happy in her heart, at least Qiao Aiyun had a heart.

Having a hostess in this home is just different.

"It's okay, it doesn't bother you, please come inside."

Qiao Aiyun casually greeted Yan Shaochen into the room, "Come in, too."

"This is Shaochen." The old lady introduced, "Young minister, this is what I mentioned to you..."

"Well, hello, auntie." Yan Shaochen was kind.

Yan Wangchuan reminded from the side, "He called me uncle."

Qiao Aiyun's ears warmed up for a while, he wanted to say that this title is symmetrical and for lovers.

Zhang Luo and the others sat down, Qiao Aiyun continued to work in the kitchen, Yan Wangchuan originally wanted to help in the kitchen, but broke a plate and was kicked out, the old lady went to the kitchen to take a look.

Qiao Aiyun was lowering her head to clean up the tiles on the floor, "Wang Chuan has never been in the kitchen, so please bear with me."

"It's okay." Qiao Aiyun really wanted to reprimand this person who came to be of no help, but it was hard for her to speak because his mother was there.

Since he entered her house, two sets of porcelain bowls have been changed, and Qiao Aiyun is no stranger to him breaking the plates.

**

When Yan Wangchuan went out, Song Fengwan and Yan Shaochen were watching TV in the living room.

The two sat quite far away, and Song Fengwan was controlling the remote control. Although Yan Shaochen was drinking tea with his head bowed, his eyes looked at Song Fengwan from time to time.

Almost all Yan's family members are very curious about them, especially Qiao Aiyun, what kind of charm makes Yan Wangchuan wait so long.

"Are you a senior in high school this year?" Yan Shaochen said suddenly.

"Yeah." Song Fengwan didn't know him well, so he must be a little cautious.

"Do you study liberal arts and science?"

"Liberal arts." Like most girls, Song Fengwan struggled in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and chose liberal arts in high school.

"I heard that you have good grades, why did you choose to study art?"

Before Song Fengwan could speak, Yan Wangchuan coughed and sat on the sofa between the two, interrupting their conversation.

"Young minister, you talk too much today."

Yan Shaochen was stunned, he just asked a few words casually, why did he talk too much?

Even if this Miss Song will be his daughter in the future, there is no reason to protect her like this.

Isn't he a trafficker?

"Uncle, you haven't returned to Nanjiang recently. Many people saw me and asked about you." Yan Shaochen angrily changed the subject.

"Ask me?" Yan Wangchuan bowed slightly, almost blocking Yan Shaochen's vision.

"It's not the Chinese New Year soon, I guess I want to give you a gift."

"It's useless to ask, I never accept gifts."

Yan Shaochen was at a loss for words, Song Fengwan was speechless, and once again chatted to death.

"By the way, which school do you want to study in the future? Do you have a goal?" Yan Shaochen could only look at Song Fengwan again.

"It still depends on the school's recruitment results." Song Fengwan kept tuning the channel.

Yan Wangchuan shot at him coldly, sharp and cold like a falcon, Yan Shaochen's breath sank, was he being warned nakedly?

I have seen those who protect the calf, but I have never seen the stepfather who did not become a stepfather, so he just protects the daughter.

At this moment, Song Fengwan's phone vibrated, and she took the phone and ran directly to the second floor, answering the phone while walking, "Hello——"

Yan Shaochen raised his eyebrows slightly, her voice was suddenly soft and soft, completely different from when she was talking, could it be...

"Young minister?" Yan Wangchuan interrupted his thoughts.

"Uncle."

"How was your work this year?"

"good……"

...

Covered by Yan Wangchuan, Song Fengwan had already run back to the house to answer the phone, and when talking about picking up people, he naturally talked about Yan Shaochen.

**

Brocade Capital

Shifang and Qianjiang were still waiting for Fu Chen to assign tasks, seeing that he was talking on the phone with Song Fengwan, they stood quietly.

Shifang reached out and poked the people around him, "Lao Jiang, we came at the right time."

"The third master is in a bad mood recently. I was still wondering if I would be scolded if I came to pick up the documents, but as long as he has called Miss Song, he will be in a surprisingly good mood."

"No wonder today's horoscope says that my luck is very good."

"Then you speak later." Qian Jiang lowered his voice.

"Sure." Shi Fang agreed.

When Fu Chen hung up the phone, Shi Fang hurriedly said, "Three..."

"Pa——" Fu Chen raised his hand and threw the phone directly on the table, and looked at Shifang with his eyelids raised, "What did you say?"

There are only two words in Shifang's heart: Fuck!

Why are you suddenly angry?

If Miss Song stays at home well, nothing will go wrong? How long has it been since I went back, so there won't be any rivals in love.

"No... all right?" Shi Fang now felt that escape was the most important thing.

"Since it's fine, what are you two doing here?"

"Let's go right away." Shi Fang dragged Qian Jiang and ran out.

"Stop." Fu Chen said suddenly again.

"Third Master, what else do you need?" Shifang smiled obsequiously, mmp, if he fell in love, their subordinates would have to worry about it.

"Help me check someone."

Shifang's pupils dilated, does this really make a rival in love?

Isn't Yan Wangchuan the only son? Where is the wild nephew who ran out?

"When I asked you to investigate Yan Wangchuan, why didn't you mention that there is such a person in Yan's family?" Fu Chen gritted his teeth. It's fine if he is a child. He is in his twenties. According to Song Fengwan's description, he is barely considered a person... ... things.

Shi Fang was really wronged, "Third Master, even the political trial can't judge the grandfather's uncles and brothers. The relationship is too bad."

"Are you still reasonable?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

Just as Shi Fang was about to explain, Qian Jiang covered his mouth and dragged him away.

At a time like this, anyone who says anything will be scolded, it's a no-brainer.

The third master wants to say that he is barely a person?

O(∩_∩)O haha~

Third master, you have to believe that your allies are still very powerful, and senior brothers will help you [cover your face]

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The third update is over today~

By the way, ask for a wave of tickets~

I fell asleep for a whole day yesterday, and today I can be regarded as revived with full blood. I had a cold and a little fever yesterday, which is really uncomfortable.