Yan Li didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind, but it must have something to do with that phone call.
Yan Zhan's expression was hidden in the night, making it difficult to see clearly.
Just listen to him say: "I have something to do temporarily."
Yan Li wanted to ask more, but Shen Yan stopped him: "Mr. Yan, don't worry, we will send Sister Manshu home safely after dinner."
Huandi took the initiative to explain the situation to the Yan family and the elders, and apologized.
In case the Xu family is really crazy and revenge on Man Shu fails, and their anger is turned on the Yan family, they must be prepared.
Of course, Shen Yan would not give Xu Qiao this opportunity.
Manshu also opened the passenger door and got out.
"Third uncle, if you have anything to do, go ahead. I can take care of myself."
"As for what happened today, don't blame my cousin and Brother Yan. It was my own idea."
As she said that, she glanced at the back seat.
There is Fengming Sword on the back seat.
"Also, I like that sword."
She specifically mentioned Fengming Sword, and Yan Zhan's eyes flashed.
"Okay, if you like it, take it back."
"You drive my car back to Yan's house."
He has to go to work now, and driving this car is too ostentatious and inconvenient.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, we promise to help you drive the car back."
All men love cars, not to mention young people like them.
Yan Zhan's car looks unusual at first glance, and it also has that special license plate.
It definitely feels different when you drive it.
"Don't race." I don't know if the two of them acted too obviously, but Yan Zhan seemed to have read through their thoughts.
As soon as Yan Zhan left, Shen Yan had to get into the cab.
But Manshu was one step ahead of him: "I'll drive it, I'm a little itchy."
The family would not let Manshu drive easily.
Now she finally had an opportunity, and she didn't want to miss it.
"Okay, then I'll take the passenger seat and help you keep an eye on it."
Shen Yan had seen how reckless Manshu was when driving. This was the imperial capital, and he was worried that this girl would drift away while driving.
Manshu only needs to drive. As for who sits in the passenger seat, she doesn't care.
Yan Li, on the other hand, was a little stunned: "Cousin, do you really want your sister to drive?"
He was worried about being scolded when he went home.
"You look down on your sister? Although she drives a little recklessly, but with me watching, there won't be any problems."
Yan Li remembered that the reason why his sister was able to be found was because Shen Yan and the others participated in the car racing with her and almost drove the fake daughter off the cliff.
The fake daughter was injured and her blood type was tested, only to find out that she was a fake.
"Oh well."
Yan Li opened the rear door and sat down with Jian.
Feng Cheng saw that the two of them had gone to invite someone, but he got into the car and couldn't get out.
Come over quickly: "What's going on with you? Where is Manshu's third uncle?"
The people just left? And you left the car with them?
"He has something to do at the moment and asked us to send Manshu home later."
Shen Yan's words are concise and concise.
"This car..." Feng Cheng knocked on the car glass, his face changed slightly, "I'm with you too!"
Shen Yan didn't pay attention to anything else, except that the license plate of this car was a bit special.
Feng Cheng lowered his voice: "Bulletproof glass."
Shen Yan: "It's not surprising. Didn't you see the license plate of this car?"
"I mean, this car is not modified, it is original."
The original bulletproof glass proves that this car is extraordinary, and what level of existence is Yan Zhan who owns this car?
It seems that we can no longer ask about his identity.
No wonder people can't hold their breath even after watching a play upstairs for so long.
He knows that no matter what trouble the little girl gets into, he can fix it, right?