His words were calm and indifferent, with a hint of comfort, as if he was using this method to show that he didn't care about these things. He didn't think that it would have any substantial impact on him.
"Our relationship," Sang Yan retracted his hand and said slowly, "Don't I need your permission?"
"Hmm?"
"Otherwise," Sang Yan said carelessly, "You're the one who will suffer."
"…"
Wen Yifan was stunned for a moment. She pondered over his words and said sincerely, "I'm not so autocratic. It's your freedom to do whatever you want with your property. You can spend it however you want, you don't need to ask me. "
Sang Yan tilted his head and looked at her thoughtfully.
There was a moment of silence.
Seeing that he kept staring at her without saying a word, Wen Yifan didn't quite understand what he meant. She put down her chopsticks and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to manage my property?"
"…"
"I can, but I don't have much." Although Wen Yifan's salary was slightly higher after she became a full-time employee, she didn't save much because of various living expenses, "Then I'll give you a list later?"
Sang Yan looked at her for a while.
It seemed like he was thinking how could there be such an unromantic person in this world.
Wen Yifan thought for a while and said, "Then you can also help me keep an account, I can't even calculate it." Sang Yan's lips twitched and pinched her face hard, "You wish."
…
After breakfast, it was almost time for Sang Yan to go to work. Wen Yifan got up and habitually checked the things in her bag before leaving. She didn't find the recording pen. She asked Sang Yan to wait for a while and returned to the room. Soon, she found the recording pen on the dresser.
Just as she was about to leave the room, Wen Yifan suddenly thought of Che Xingde who she met last night at "Overtime". She paused for a moment and hesitantly rummaged through the drawer.
Then, she took out a bottle of pepper spray and put it in her bag.
In the next few days, Wen Yifan asked Sang Yan if Che Xingde went to his bar again. But Sang Yan was busy with work and only went to "Overtime" once in a while, so she didn't know the situation.
But according to He Mingbo, it seemed that he didn't.
Even if he did, he probably didn't cause any trouble. He just came as an ordinary customer.
Only then did Wen Yifan feel slightly relieved. He thought that Che Xingde probably knew his place and wouldn't dare to rashly cause trouble in other people's territories. After being chased out once, he probably wouldn't do the same thing again.
In addition, Wen Yifan had to follow up with a lot of follow-up reports during this period. Most of the time, she drove the company's car directly to and from work. She had never seen Che Xinde again.
What happened that day was like a small incident that did not cause any ripples.
Wen Yifan gradually put it to the back of her mind.
Mu Chengyun's resignation application was only approved a month later. He was good-looking, obedient and warm, so he was quite popular in the group. Because of this, on the day that he officially left, the other members of the team specially held a farewell party for him.
In order to accommodate most people's time, the farewell party was set late.
He planned to have supper at a barbecue stall near the company after everyone got off work.
Wen Yifan had not finished writing her script, so she asked the others to leave first. By the time she finished her work, it was almost ten o 'clock in the evening. Closing the computer, she grabbed her bag and left the company.
The barbecue stall was on the food street behind the company, about a ten-minute walk away.
Wen Yifan took out her phone and opened WeChat as she walked out. Seeing Sang Yanggang's message to pick her up, she curled her lips and was about to reply that she would go back later, but before she finished typing, she suddenly heard a man's deep and rough voice.
"Frost's descent."
Wen Yifan's fingertips stopped and looked at the source of the voice. Sure enough, she saw Che Xingde's face. He was leaning against the pillar next to him, silent. She didn't know how long he had been waiting here.
Her eyes gradually turned cold. She withdrew her gaze and continued to walk forward as if she hadn't heard anything.
The next second, Che Xingde caught up and grabbed her arm again. His body was full of the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, mixed with the strong smell of sweat, which almost made Wen Yifan vomit.
Wen Yifan struggled to break free, took a few steps back vigilantly, and put her hand into her bag.
Che Xingde withdrew his hand and put on a smile. "What are you doing? Every time you see your uncle, you have this attitude."
Wen Yifan stared at him. "What do you want?"
"We haven't seen each other for many years, have we?" Che Xingde rubbed his head hard and looked at her with the same eyes as before. "Not bad. You've been living well these years, and you even found a rich boyfriend who owns a bar."
"…"
"Isn't that right? You should please your boyfriend and let him give you more benefits. " Che Xingde said, "At that time, you didn't listen to my uncle and insisted on going to some university. Now, aren't you still relying on this way to make money?"
Wen Yifan closed her eyes. She felt that this group of people were like maggots, which made her extremely disgusted. Looking at them for one more time was polluting her eyes. She straightened her lips and spat out three words without any ripples.
"Go away."
Che Xingde was not annoyed. He went forward to pull her again and said shamelessly, "What's wrong? You don't like it anymore? Frost's descent, it's not good for you to be like this. Do you only care about living a good life? I lost my job because of you, and I couldn't raise my head in front of the neighbors. You still want to … "
Wen Yifan's body was slightly stiff. She felt that she had endured to the extreme.
She happened to touch the pepper spray in her bag. She was about to take it out, but the next moment, the force that was pulling her hand loosened. A tall figure appeared in front of Wen Yifan's eyes. He stopped her behind him and shouted, "What are you doing!"
Wen Yifan's breathing was a little short, and she subconsciously looked up.
It was Mu Chengyun.
Che Xingde still didn't feel anything wrong when he saw other people. The smile on his face was even bigger, and the wrinkles on his face became bigger, "I didn't do anything, I was talking to my niece."
Mu Chengyun turned to look at her, "Sister Yifan, do you know this person?"
Wen Yifan calmed down a little, "I don't know him."
Hearing this, Mu Chengyun looked at Che Xingde again with an ugly expression, "I said I don't know him, are you leaving?"
Che Xingde looked at Wen Yifan again. His eyes were white and yellow, and his pupils were cloudy. Then, he took a few steps back and sighed softly, "Young man, I am really her uncle."
"… …"
"There was a misunderstanding between us," Che Xingde said again, "She was just throwing a tantrum at me."
Mu Chengyun pretended not to hear it, "Sister Yifan, let's go. Everyone is waiting for you. "
Wen Yifan nodded.
The two walked towards the direction of the barbecue stall one after another.
Mu Chengyun stood behind Wen Yifan as if he was afraid that Che Xingde would suddenly step forward and do something inappropriate.
Che Xingde didn't follow them again.
Until they walked for a distance.
Wen Yifan tilted her head and thanked him, then said, "Why are you back?"
Mu Chengyun scratched his head, "I left my earphones at the company."
"Hmm?" Wen Yifan asked, "Do you want to go back and get it now?"
"Forget it, it's okay." Mu Chengyun said, "I'm too lazy to make a trip, I'll just ask Dazhuang to bring it to me."
Wen Yifan nodded and absent-mindedly agreed.
"Sister Yifan, who was that man just now?" Mu Chengyun noticed her expression and said cautiously, "I think he was the man I saw looking for you before."
Wen Yifan also guessed it, she wasn't too surprised to hear it at this moment, she just smiled.
Mu Chengyun didn't continue to ask, "Be careful when you leave the company, it seems like it's not his first time here. If you get off work late in the future, ask Senior Sang to pick you up. "
"Hmm." Wen Yifan changed the topic, her tone was casual and calm, "I heard you signed a contract with a good film company? Congratulations. "
Mu Chengyun touched his head embarrassedly, "Thank you, Sister Yifan."
Wen Yifan smiled, "Is being an actor something you like to do?"
"Yes." Mu Chengyun's eyes lit up when he said this, "My first acting experience was when I was dragged to an audition by a friend. I didn't expect to pass, and I was quite happy throughout the whole process."
"That's good."
"What about you, Sister Yifan?" Mu Chengyun chatted with her, "Did you become a reporter because you like this industry?"
"......" Wen Yifan was startled and looked up.
"What's wrong?" Mu Chengyun was a little embarrassed, "Did I ask something I shouldn't have?"
Wen Yifan came back to her senses, "No."
Mu Chengyun breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's just a job." Wen Yifan thought about it seriously and gave a reasonable answer, "I don't really like it, but I don't hate it either."
… …
After arriving at the barbecue stall, Wen Yifan remembered to send a message to Sang Yan. She sent him her location and told him the approximate time. She told him not to come if he got off work early.
The farewell party only ended at eleven o 'clock.
Wen Yifan walked out of the food street with her colleagues and suddenly noticed Sang Yan's car parked at the intersection. She was stunned, quickly said goodbye to the others and trotted over to the car.
Wen Yifan fastened her seatbelt and asked casually, "Did you just finish working overtime or just come back from 'working overtime'?"
"Just got off work." Sang Yan glanced outside, "Why? Who are you sending off today? "
"Mu Chengyun." Wen Yifan said honestly, "He handed in his resignation some time ago and officially left today. His colleagues organized a farewell party for him. "
Sang Yan replied with an "oh" and said in an annoying tone, "It's quite sad."
"… …" Wen Yifan smiled, "It's alright, he's quite happy. He doesn't seem to like being a reporter, it's good that he can do what he likes now. "
Sang Yan's eyelashes moved when he heard this and subconsciously looked at her. Not long after, he looked away and slowly started the car, "Let's go home."
Wen Yifan nodded in agreement.
She lowered the window and leaned on the window sill to enjoy the wind outside.
Sang Yan glanced at her, "Wen Shuangjiang, take your hand back."
Wen Yifan paused and slowly retracted her elbow that was exposed outside the window. Then, she looked at her phone and saw Zhao Yuandong's message bar jumping to the top again.
He mentioned the word "Eldest Uncle".
Wen Yifan's gaze stopped and thought of Che Xingde and Mu Chengyun's words. She didn't know if there would be similar things in the future, so she hesitantly went to take a look.
She scrolled up.
Zhao Yuandong would basically talk to her every few days after receiving a bunch of news.
"Your uncle's family came to Nanwu today, they are staying at mom's place. I know you don't want to see them, so I told them. They won't stay for too long, they are just looking for a temporary place to settle down. "
"Your aunt's brother doesn't seem like a good person, mom was negligent and didn't consider your feelings. At that time, I felt that your uncle's family took good care of you, so I didn't think too much. Let's talk about it, okay? "
… …
"Today, your aunt's brother drove your uncle's friend's car, he was drunk driving and had a car accident. He had to pay tens of thousands of yuan. Mom gave them some money, and now they have to move out. "
… …
"Today, your aunt came over again, I got the gist of it. They seem to owe a lot of money to move to Nanwu. If they go to you, don't bother about them. Don't let them affect your life, understand? "
Wen Yifan didn't continue reading and exited the chat window.
Sang Yan who was next to her also spoke at this moment, "Why are you in a bad mood after the farewell party?"
Wen Yifan was stunned, "Ah, no."
Sang Yan's tone was ambiguous, "Can't bear to leave?"
"… …" Wen Yifan laughed and said patiently, "No."
The traffic light was red.
Sang Yan stopped the car and turned to look at her. His eyes seemed to be observing, but it was not obvious. After a while, when the traffic light started to flash, he said, "What's up today?"
Wen Yifan subconsciously denied, "Nothing, why?"
"What do you mean why?" Sang Yan laughed, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
"… …"
Sang Yan retracted his gaze, started the car again and only said one sentence.
"Tell me if you have anything to say."
After a while.
Wen Yifan forcibly put the matter of Che Xingde to the back of her mind and mentioned the report she had done today, "That is, I went to do a follow-up interview today. A family of three got into a car accident, and only a child was left alive. He became a vegetable. He seems to be in a bad mood. "
Sang Yan pondered for a few seconds, then comforted her in a low voice, as if he understood.
They drove all the way to the underground parking lot.
After getting out of the car, Wen Yifan took the initiative to hold his hand and suddenly shouted, "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan, "Hmm?"
"If you're free later," Wen Yifan asked, "Can you pick me up from work?"
"No, what do you think I am? If I didn't get off work later than you, "Sang Yan tilted his head and squeezed her fingertips," When would I not pick you up? "
"Oh." Wen Yifan curved her lips, "I'm just confirming."
… …
Wen Yifan could roughly guess the reason why Che Xingde came to look for her.
But she didn't want to deal with these things at all, and it was impossible for her to do as they thought. Her working hours were irregular. Sometimes she wouldn't return to the station for a few days because of business trips. The rest of the time, it was mostly Sang Yan who came to pick her up.
After a long time, Wen Yifan didn't worry anymore.
She didn't believe that Che Xingde would wait for her outside the TV station all day for such a trivial matter.
Because of Wen Yifan's words, Sang Yan had another reason to brag. In addition, his company had recently completed a major project, so he had free time.
Sang Yan lived a life of going to work on time every day.
Every day, he would send Wen Yifan to work on time and pick her up from her company. If she had to work overtime, he would go to "overtime" to brag for a while and wait for her to get off work.
Just like now.
Sang Yan casually sat in the middle of the booth with a can of iced coke in his hand and said leisurely, "I'm sorry, bros. I can't drink recently. "
Su Haoan's ears were about to grow calluses, "Get lost! Who the f * ck wants you to come! "
"My girlfriend asked me to pick her up from work every day." Sang Yan wasn't disturbed and continued, "I also want to drink with you, but my girlfriend is too clingy, I can't do anything about it."
"… …" Qian Fei rarely came over after getting married, but he had heard Sang Yan bragging a lot, whether it was through WeChat or the phone, "Get lost, I've had enough."
Sang Yan glanced at Qian Fei and mentioned another thing, "Oh. Boss Qian, I haven't seen you recently. Did you come here to brag about how you taught Duan Jiaxu to chase after someone? "
Hearing this, Qian Fei's expression froze.
"I really envy you." Sang Yan said, "I have never experienced the feeling of chasing after someone."
"… …"
"As for me, I have always been the one," Sang Yan's tone was arrogant and annoying, "the one being chased like crazy."
Su Haoan was speechless, "How dare you say that in front of me."
Sang Yan didn't feel embarrassed at all and looked at Qian Fei, "Okay, Boss Qian, start to brag about your glorious achievements."
Qian Fei bit the bullet and said, "I really didn't, don't listen to that idiot Duan Jiaxu, okay?"
The smile on Sang Yan's face gradually disappeared, and he said emotionlessly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Su Haoan was also unhappy, "What are you doing with Duan Jiaxu! There are no secrets between brothers! Even if you didn't teach him to chase after someone like you, you will definitely take the credit! Who are you trying to deny it! "
"… …"
Without waiting for Qian Fei to speak again.
At this time, Su Tian went up to the second floor. He looked a little helpless and said to Sang Yan, "Brother Yan, there is a guest downstairs who said he is your uncle. He ordered a bunch of drinks and didn't plan to pay …"
Sang Yan's eyelashes moved, "How can I have an uncle?"
Su Tian added, "It's the drunkard who was dragged out by Brother Dajun last time, the one who said he is sister-in-law's uncle."
Su Haoan frowned, "Who the f * ck is this idiot, coming to my territory to make trouble?"
Sang Yan slowly raised his eyebrows, drank the rest of the coke, and quickly got up, "You guys drink, I will deal with it. Then, I will pick up my clingy girl. "
"…"
Sang Yan went downstairs and was taken by Su Tian to the booth in the center of the first floor. At a glance, he saw Che Xingde standing at the very edge, and a group of people sat next to him. At this time, he was shouting to the waiter Xiao Chen, "My niece is your boss's girlfriend! Why should I pay! "
He walked over and casually took the bill from Xiao Chen's hand.
Xiao Chen's expression was also very awkward, "Brother Yan …"
Seeing Sang Yan, the arrogance on Che Xingde's face instantly disappeared. He showed his yellow teeth, stretched out his hand and patted Sang Yan's shoulder, "Hey, you are our Shuang Jiang's girlfriend, right? I have heard her say it several times. "
Sang Yan ignored him, turned his head and asked Xiao Chen, "How much did this table order?"
Xiao Chen silently told him the number.
Che Xingde was still bragging to his friends, the pride on his face was obvious, "Come, brothers, take a look. This is my niece's boyfriend, he is handsome, isn't he? He is also very generous, this amount of money is nothing to him! "
"…"
Sang Yan glanced at the bill a few times and lazily opened his eyes.
"What about your compliment? I accept it."
The smile on Che Xingde's face was even brighter.
Without waiting for him to speak again, Sang Yan said again, "Tell me, are you going to pay or not?"
Che Xingde was stunned, thinking that he heard wrong, "Pay what? This amount of money, I am your girlfriend's uncle … "
"You don't want to pay?" Sang Yan directly put the bill on the table and said with a faint smile. "Fine."
He turned his head to look at Su Tian and directly threw out two words.
"Call the police."
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