Chapter 66 Brother Yan is waiting for you

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"I didn't do anything." Jiang Yanci replied seemingly casually, but Ning Wang could see the disappointment in his eyes clearly.

Ning Wang patted Jiang Yanci on the shoulder, with a soothing tone: "I can't see through Wenjiu." Ning

Wang was not the only one who couldn't see through Wenjiu.

Jiang Yanci thought about Wenjiu's subconscious defense every time he approached him, and the three heart-wrenching words "unnecessary", and felt his heart chilled.

That little ancestor always gave him a feeling of being within reach, yet out of reach.

"Heinous." Jiang Yanci cursed again in a low voice, but there was a tenderness in his eyes that he himself didn't even notice.

Ning Wang's mouth twitched when he saw this scene. Who can curse someone so dotingly?

Jiang Yanci was hopeless.

"Wenjiu is going back to Beijing soon, and you're just letting him go?" Ning Wang couldn't help but remind him.

Wenjiu is not Fang Li. Behind her stands the Vincent family, whose industries are spread all over the world. If she leaves, no one can force her to come back.

"How about learning from you?" Jiang Yanci glanced at him indifferently, "Then abuse your wife for a while, but chase her to the crematorium?"

Jiang Yanci never thought of using his feelings to keep Wenjiu, even if she is not the eldest daughter of the Vincent family.

"Heh." Ning Wang's eyes darkened, and he smiled self-deprecatingly at Jiang Yanci who walked down the stage gracefully: "Well, I am too sentimental."

He shouldn't say too much.

But Fang Li is different from Wenjiu. Fang Li will only avoid her love for him.

If he doesn't force her to stay by his side, Ning Wang doesn't know what he should do to touch her again.

Ning Wang regretted restricting Fang Li's freedom more than once, but after regretting it, Ning Wang knew that he had no choice.

Letting Fang Li be free and letting her do what she wants means that Fang Li will fall in love with someone one day.

And that person must not be him.

So, Ning Wang can't do it.

As for Wen Jiu, although she is still unsure about her feelings towards Jiang Yanci, at least... there is a possibility between her and Jiang Yanci.

Ning Wang picked up the clothes on the ground and walked out of the boxing gym while making a phone call:

"Tell Dr. Zhou that I'm going over now."

Zhou Xiuyi is one of the top psychiatrists in China and even abroad. Ning Wang still has many more specific questions to ask about Fang Li's situation.

*

June 1st, 11:00 noon, this is the flight time for Wen Jiu to leave Hong Kong City.

9:30 sharp - Shengshi·Jiajing.

Mu Ling watched her suitcases being carried into the car one after another. She took off her sunglasses and asked Wen Jiu in confusion: "

So, you arranged for Sister Fang Li to take your private plane, but you took me to squeeze into a civil aviation flight?"

Wen Jiu put the sunglasses that Mu Ling took off back on her without blushing or beating her heart, and then replied:

"It's very troublesome to apply for a flight route, and you have to be low-key."

Mu Ling: "..."

"Okay." Reluctantly accepting this reason, Mu Ling nodded in compromise. Seeing Wen Jiu staring at Jiang Yanci's car parked not far away, he couldn't help but poke her slender and soft waist in an ambiguous way: "

Brother Yan is waiting for you."

As if to confirm Mu Ling's words, the car window fell, and Jiang Yanci's eyes fell directly on Wen Jiu.

The leaves on the top of the tree made a rustling sound, and the light and shadow passed through the leaves and swayed gracefully on the ground.

At such a short distance, Wen Jiu couldn't see Jiang Yanci's face hidden behind the light and shadow.

She held a gold coin between her thumb and middle finger, and gently fiddled with it with her index finger to make it turn on her fingertips.

If someone from the Wen family was here, they would understand that this was a small action that Wen Jiu would make when she was struggling with something. After

staring at Jiang Yanci for a long time, Wen Jiu walked over.

When she walked to the car, Jiang Yanci had already gotten out and opened the passenger door for her.

Wen Jiu got into the car naturally, and after fastening her seat belt, Jiang Yanci followed her to the driver's seat.

The man's bony hands held the steering wheel, and his fingertips tapped a few times before he asked with determination: "

Will you send me a message when you get to Beijing?"

Wen Jiu's eyes moved slightly, "Of course."

She answered crisply, but Jiang Yanci didn't believe what Wen Jiu said at all.

But in the end, even if it was to coax himself, Jiang Yanci's mood became visibly happy.

The car drove out of Shengshi Jiajing. In the car behind them, Qi Qin glanced at Mu Ling, who was full of excitement:

"You really didn't tell Qi Su about your departure?"

Qi Qin, his younger brother, was not liked, but he was not hated either.

To him, he was just an uncompetitive opponent.

When she mentioned someone she hadn't seen for a long time, Mu Ling's expression was visibly lost for a moment, but it was only a moment.

She smiled freely: "Brother Qi Qin, go back and tell Qi Su that I'm going to see the outside world and handsome guys. Don't tell him to worry, after all, when I come back... I won't like him anymore."

Why did Mu Ling like Qi Su?

It was probably because she had a quarrel with the Mu family that day and went to Qi Qin's house in the heavy rain to cry. As a result, when she twisted her foot a few kilometers away from Qi's house, Qi Su, who was passing by, got out of the car without hesitation to hold an umbrella for her to block the rain that day.

Mu Ling had a bad temper, especially for an illegitimate child like Qi Su.

So when Qi Su held an umbrella for her, she slapped it open without hesitation.

Raindrops hit Qi Su's clean white T-shirt mercilessly, and transparent flowers bloomed one after another. Soon Qi Su's clothes were also soaked.

It seemed that he had sensed Mu Ling's disgust, so Qi Su always didn't like to contact her.

But this time, even though the umbrella in his hand was knocked to the ground by Mu Ling, Qi Su didn't leave.

He bent down to pick up the umbrella, and then hit Mu Ling on the head.

The rain didn't continue to torture Mu Ling, but it washed the boy's tender face mercilessly.

Mu Ling pulled away the hair stuck on her face, looked up at the person who was two heads taller than her, and her red eyes were full of grievances.

"Are you laughing at me?" she asked.

"Not funny." Qi Su replied expressionlessly.

Since Mu Ling had an impression of Qi Su, he always had a cold face like this, as if someone owed him something.

But his cold face at this moment seemed to be evidence that he was not lying.

Mu Ling was stunned, but her expression became more aggrieved.

She cried unreasonably: "Why is it not funny? Isn't it funny enough that I'm in such a mess?"

Qi Su looked helpless, as if he had not expected Mu Ling to do this.

After a while, when Mu Ling thought he would not comfort her, Qi Su actually said:

"It's funny, don't cry."

"..." Mu Ling immediately cried even louder.

This time Qi Su seemed speechless by Mu Ling's actions, and rolled his eyes not too obviously. Mu Ling, who noticed this, instantly found it very interesting.

She sniffed, as if it was very interesting to see more expressions on Qi Su's face, so she teased him deliberately.

She asked Qi Su to carry her to Qi's house, and threatened that if Qi Su didn't agree, she would complain to the elders of Qi's family.

It was such a long way, Mu Ling thought Qi Su would refuse.

However, he really carried her back without saying a word. Mu Ling didn't want to slap herself in the face, so she was carried all the way by Qi Su with a guilty mood.

After arriving at Qi's house, looking at the boy with blushing cheeks, Mu Ling knew for the first time what it felt like to be moved.