Chapter 393 The longing that can’t be given up (16)
Suddenly, a bitter smile appeared on his handsome face.
No, definitely not!
That cruel woman has never done anything, but he just loves her so hopelessly, deeply in love with her!
Yan Ziqing slowly raised his eyes, and suddenly a familiar red BMW MINI car drove out. Looking over from his position, he could see that the driver was not Annuo himself, but a handsome young man wearing an olive green military uniform.
.
He was also very familiar with this man. He was his second brother, Yan Mingjun, the youngest division colonel and chief of staff of a certain unit.
The car drove away from the right side of the gate of the community. Yan Ziqing suddenly started the car and followed.
He didn't even know when Yan Mingjun came back from the army. He had traveled thousands of miles and instead of going home, he ran to An Nuo. What was this?
Thinking about it, his eyes became darker and duller.
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Half an hour later, the car drove into a high-end community. Yan Ziqing knew that this was the apartment of his second brother. Usually when he came back from the army, he would live here if he did not go to the Yan family mansion.
Parking the car in the underground parking lot, Yan Ziqing got out of the car and quickly found Annuo's red BMW MINI. After a closer look, he found that yes, he was not dazzled.
This was indeed that woman's car. For a moment, he had the urge to smash the car.
Clenching his fists tightly, he strode to the elevator door and pressed the up button.
Arriving at the door of Yan Mingjun's house, Yan Ziqing only hesitated for a second before ringing the doorbell.
The door opened, and standing inside was Yan Mingjun, still wearing a straight military uniform, tall and handsome, full of sunshine.
"Ziqing?" Obviously, he was a little surprised.
Yan Ziqing remained silent, walked straight past him, and entered the house.
Yan Mingjun's home is on the 12th floor. The house is more than 100 square meters. The simple decoration style reveals the rigor and neatness of a soldier. Although he does not live there regularly, servants from the Yan family often come over to clean and tidy up, so everything is in order.
Orderly.
"Brother Mingjun, who is here?" Annuo's voice floated from the kitchen.
Brother Juan? The corners of Yan Ziqing's mouth couldn't help but twitch, it was so intimate!
"It's Ziqing!" After saying that, Yan Mingjun turned to his younger brother and asked, "Do you want to have dinner here?"
Yan Ziqing turned around and sneered: "Of course!"
He walked to the sofa and sat down, leaning lazily on the armrest of the sofa: "Yan Mingjun, when did you come back? It's been almost two years since I've been home. Should I visit my grandparents first?
Want to meet your parents? You'd better go to the woman's house as soon as you come back. You're really promising as a colonel's chief of staff."
Back then, ever since she learned that her second brother Yan Mingjun also liked Annuo, Yan Ziqing never called him brother again, but always called him by his first name and surname.
Yan Mingjun didn't take it seriously. Originally, the two brothers were closest in age, looked the most alike, and had the best relationship. But since Annuo was sandwiched between them, everything has changed.
"I just came back. I got off the plane at four o'clock in the afternoon and am preparing to go back early tomorrow morning. Are all the elders in the family okay?" Yan Mingjun's handsome face had a calm expression, and there was no trace of happiness or anger.
"Okay, go back and see for yourself!" Yan Ziqing replied angrily.