Chapter 142 The status of group favorite changes hands
The sudden rain was fast and heavy.
The curtain of rain is like a waterfall, and the sound of rain is rushing.
The whole world seemed to be covered in heavy rain.
The light in the kitchen dimmed, and amid the sound of rain that sounded like drums, it was so quiet that it made people feel panicked.
The man's thick short hair was wet from the rain, and a few strands of hair hung down between his eyebrows, half-blocking his dark eyes, adding to his charm.
From such a close distance, you can clearly feel the hot breath in his breath, revealing the man's unique strength and aggression.
His gaze moved down from her eyes inch by inch, and finally settled on that alluring crimson color.
His breathing was uncontrollable and rapid, and the man's voice became low and hoarse, "It's better to choose a different day than to hit it, why not now?"
…
A scream suddenly came from the kitchen, which scared Qiqi to the point of being smart. He couldn't help but look into the kitchen, "It's Uncle Fu. He screamed so miserably. What happened to him?"
Under the eaves of the front porch of the kitchen, several people who had packed their things and took shelter from the rain looked a little unnatural on their faces.
Yan Xi was closest to the door, looking up at the sky and her handsome face flushed.
When the little baby's neck was stretched out and he leaned towards the kitchen, he immediately reached out and pushed the baby's head back, gritting his teeth.
That shameless Fu Yanchi, the elders were helping to collect things outside, but he actually sneaked into the kitchen to eat tofu!
Did you know that rural kitchens are not soundproofed?
Qiqi looked up at the big hands covering her head, with a confused look on her face, "Uncle, why are you holding Qiqi down?"
Yan Xi said, "Oh, my hands are a little tired, please give me a hand."
Qiqi, "???" Is she an armrest?
The little eggman looked at the electric sparkle jumping in his palm with a serious expression.
If he throws an electric shock at Fu Yanchi, will it shock him?
Forget it, the risk is too great.
In the future, you must educate your little one well and don’t pry into things that you shouldn’t be curious about.
This world is very dangerous.
Song Yueliang walked out of the kitchen with a blushing face, and the shameless man behind her jumped to chase, "Moon, it's raining heavily and you can't go anywhere. I think the proposal I just made is very good -"
The two of them stopped at the door of the kitchen and turned their heads to the right.
Counting along the line of sight, one, two, three, four, five.
Song Yueliang, "..."
Fu Yanchi's head hurt, and the corners of her mouth twitched again and again, "Grandpa, dad, Aunt Meng, Yan Xi, Qiqi."
He read a name, gritted his teeth, and smiled, "To take shelter from the rain, you should go to the main room. There is also a TV to watch."
Mr. Fu coughed lightly and was embarrassed to speak. Who knew he could go out in such a hurry to avoid the rain?
Yan Huai didn't say anything. He looked at the rain curtain without squinting, his face was deep and expressionless, as if he had no idea what had just happened.
The easiest ones to see through are Meng Jingxian and Yan Xi.
Yan Xi blushed so much that there was no smoke coming out of her head. Meng Jingxian didn't even dare to look over, her eyes were filled with embarrassment and avoidance.
The only thing that gave Fu Yanchi some comfort was the blank look on his daughter's face.
Well, my daughter's ears are still clean, fortunately.
Otherwise, from now on, he might not even be able to touch a corner of the moon.
Fu Yanchi and Zai'er looked at each other with peach blossom eyes, limped over, pulled her daughter out from Yan Xi's hands and picked her up, "Qiqi, I am daddy."
Qiqi slowly turned her face away, and tugged at the hem of her clothes with her little hands, "Oh..."
"..." Fu Yanchi's face turned serious.
The road to pursuing his wife and coaxing his daughter seems to be a long one. I hope he can survive this life.
There was no sound in my ears, only the sound of rain hitting the roof tiles and the ground.
Qiqi pursed her lips, stiffened her little body, and her little eyes slowly flickered towards the man holding her.
She didn't seem to answer well. Is dad angry?
She doesn't hate her father, it's just that it was too sudden and she hasn't been able to recover yet.
Qiqi's little mouth pursed and flattened, feeling a little aggrieved and panicked.
You should also give Qiqi some time to accept the fact that dad is a scoundrel.
It won't take long, it'll be fine in a while.
Worried that her father was really angry with her, Qi Qi plucked up the courage and whispered, "Dad, Dad?"
The baby's voice sounded like crying, and his eyes were red.
"You bastard, you careless thing, are you bullying Qiqi?!" The old man roared, and slapped the back of Fu Yanchi's head with his big palm.
In an instant, Qiqi changed positions and was grabbed by the majestic grandpa.
Fu Yanchi covered the back of her head and turned around, meeting several pairs of glaring eyes.
It was as if he had offended the public.
"..." He swore that this was the first time he had been beaten in his entire life.
Except for those when the moon beat him.
But God knows, he didn't do anything, how could he still bully his precious daughter?
Fu Yanchi twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at his daughter, expecting her to give him a fair word.
Their eyes met, and the daughter's face was blank, "..."
Very good, just after they met, his daughter usurped his status as the group favorite and even made him swallow a dead cat.
With a long sigh, Fu Yanchi accepted his fate. This was the treasure he wanted to spoil until death.
What’s a dead cat? Come another one and he’ll eat it.
Song Yueliang watched this scene from the side, and after a moment he quietly turned around, his shoulders shaking.
Yan Xi was not so polite and just burst into laughter. It felt so good to see Fu Yanchi deflated!
He recognizes Qiqi, his little niece!
It was raining heavily, and the small courtyard with a dilapidated fence was in ruins.
The uncontrollable laughter came out one after another and did not stop for a long time.
There is a joy and harmony that cannot be washed away by rain.
Some people smiled and secretly turned red.
This kind of atmosphere has been missing for many, many years, both in the Yan family and the Fu family.
Now that they have found their lost treasure, the scattered strokes of the word "home" are finally pieced together.
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Huicheng, a high-end club, private rooms in the bar.
Yan Qin sat elegantly on the single sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand and sipping lightly, his eyes slightly narrowed behind his gold-rimmed glasses, as if he was tipsy.
Opposite him, Boss Guan was still chattering and complaining, "She really kicked me out without giving me any face!"
The man wears a suit and leather shoes, a polished head and a powdered face, and his movements are exaggerated and artificial when he speaks.
Yan Qin said nothing and listened with a slight smile.
On another couch next to him, Song Ziyu hugged the pretty and clean woman, raised his lips and sneered, "Boss Guan, you may not know much about Song Yueliang's temperament. He is just a hard nut to crack, and he doesn't know how to lift him up. In her hands,
If you can come out of this intact, you have to thank her for not being rabid at the time."
He let go of the woman, lowered his head and pushed the hair above the ears away with both hands. Without the hair covering it, a light-colored winding scar was clearly visible, "Did you see it? This is the scar she gave me on the head when she was ill, leaving behind
This scar."
Boss Guan's hands shook and his forehead felt slightly cold.
Seeing that Song Yueliang was so beautiful at that time, he almost fell into an old habit. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Qin told him about the matter and he talked about the business first, wouldn't he be lying in the hospital now?
"This...cough, now that Song Yueliang has rejected the cooperation proposal, I'm afraid I won't be able to convince her with my weight." Boss Guan's eyes flickered and he looked at Yan Qin, "Young Master Qin, I have failed in my trust. I'm afraid I can't convince her in this matter."
I need you to come forward in person."
Yan Qin lowered his eyes, and his slender fingertips lightly brushed against the golden edge of the frame, "It doesn't matter, no one in Huicheng will dare to give her any more land after today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone that was thrown on the wine table rang.
Yan Qin took the phone and frowned slightly after seeing the number on it.