Chapter 315 Seven years ago, did he really like Xia Xinyao?
Chapter 315 Seven years ago, did he really like Xia Xinyao?
After Yan Louchuan and Jiang Jincheng had an unpleasant conversation, he went to the Huangting Club.
Looking at the WeChat message sent by Jiang Hexun, it took him a long time to reply.
[Sorry, something happened suddenly at the company. Let’s talk about it next time.
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Jiang Hexun: [My grandfather said that he would visit your house next time to say thank you. This would be more formal and polite.
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Yan Louchuan smiled bitterly, replied with one line, then raised his head and drank a glass of wine.
He Li and Fang Xu came over after receiving his message, and were shocked when they saw his fashionable Korean style.
The two of them glanced at each other in unison, and their eyes seemed to be saying: Is Yan Er out of his mind today?
Fang Xu went over, sat next to him, glanced at him up and down, and clicked his tongue.
"Did you take the wrong medicine today?
Dressed up so coquettishly, do you have a date?"
Yan Louchuan said nothing and drank one cup after another.
It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
Fang Xu noticed it and joked, "Isn't it because of that little girl from the Jiang family again?"
He hummed, but didn't want to say more, so he poured two more glasses of wine one after another.
He Li took away the wine bottle in front of him and said, "Drink less, tell me if you have anything to say, and the two of us will give you some advice."
They had small friendships, went to school together, and studied abroad. He had never seen Yan Er drown his sorrows in drinking for a girl.
Yan Er had been drinking heavily today and didn't even say a word. He suddenly felt something was wrong.
It's probably no small matter.
Fang Xu asked: "You wore such a sexy bag today. Could it be that you confessed to her and was rejected by her?"
Yan Louchuan frowned, pursed his thin lips tightly, and his facial lines were slightly stiff.
He pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I was kicked out by the old man of the Jiang family."
Fang Xu and He Li raised their eyebrows.
Fang Xu was in high spirits, and his heart was in turmoil.
He leaned over with a mean look on his face, "What did you do to make someone blast you out?
You couldn't help but test the bottom line of law and morality like crazy, and Old Man Jiang saw it, right?"
Yan Louchuan pushed his face away, "Get out!"
After a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "He doesn't agree with me pursuing her."
That's it?
He said sternly: "That girl from the Jiang family is too young. It's normal for Mr. Jiang to disagree. What's the reason for you to drink here?"
Fang Xu also agreed.
There's nothing to worry about. If he had a daughter who was still in school, he wouldn't agree.
Yan Louchuan's eyes dropped, and his hanging eyelashes were long and dense, creating a faint silhouette on his eyelids.
"My original purpose of approaching her was not simple."
He raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "Do you think her eyes resemble Xia Xinyao's?"
Hearing this name again after so many years, both of them looked a little strange.
Fang Xu said: "When you say that, it seems a bit similar."
His impression of Xia Xinyao was actually a bit vague. After so many years, he had almost forgotten what she looked like. He just remembered that she looked pretty good, pitiful and very pitiable.
He Li, on the other hand, was quite impressed by Xia Xinyao.
When he first saw the little girl from the Jiang family, he thought her eyes were very similar to Xia Xinyao's.
But because of the accident that year, Yan Er could no longer remember what happened seven years ago, so he didn't say anything.
"What's your expression?"
Yan Louchuan frowned.
Fang Xu glanced at He Li, who was also looking at him.
Yan Louchuan suddenly felt something was wrong.
Could it be that he really liked Xia Xinyao back then?
His mood suddenly became even worse, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did I think of Xia Xinyao back then?"
Fang Xu and He Li were silent.
This is equivalent to the default.
Yan Louchuan's heart suddenly sank, and he squeezed the wine glass tightly, almost bursting it.
His voice was deep, "How much do you two know about what happened seven years ago?"