Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Facts always speak louder than words. This is the truth summed up by the ancients.

Lian Cheng was stunned when the man sang along to the CD with a deep and pleasant voice and also translated for her.

Lian Cheng thought that maybe this man would be silent, maybe he didn't bother to answer because he understood, and also thought that maybe this man was in a good mood for a while and left it to her to translate, but he never thought that this man would be so annoying that he would sing it out for her.

Yan Qiutong's voice is very nice, with a three-point muffled tone, but a bit more magnetic, and unusually clear, not the greasy feeling that makes people addicted to listening to it.

Lian Cheng thought to himself, even if the Yan Group goes bankrupt, this man can live a good life as a voice actress...

She looks good, is well-bred, and has a voice that makes people's ears pregnant. Really, Lian Cheng shook his head. If God wants to favor one person, no one else will be envious.

"You know French very well?" Hesitating, Lian Cheng was a little more curious about this man.

Yan Qiutong glanced at the woman with big blinking eyes, raised her eyebrows secretly, he seldom sang, but when he sang patiently today, this woman didn't even show much intoxication? !
"Yeah." Yan Qiutong sneered at his own thoughts, put away thoughts that he shouldn't have, nodded, and realized that the little girl hadn't looked back, so he added a few more words, "It was because I knew the company would use it at the trade fair. Some languages, if it’s just English, may be at a disadvantage, so I just learned some languages.”

An understatement, learned some, some?
Lian Chengmo was silent, thinking about his lack of languages, secretly rubbing his hands, hesitating for a while, and still asking cheaply: "Learned some... some... more?"

"Five or six looks, right?" Yan Qiutong didn't pay much attention to this, and glanced at Lian Cheng's deflated eyes, feeling amused, "What's wrong?"

what happened?
what else?

Lian Cheng, who claims to be a school bully, received a heart-piercing shot from the other party, glanced at the man, silently, curled up in a corner of his heart, trembling under the brilliance of a real school bully.

It's better to be childish than indifferent, and facing Lian Cheng's anger, Yan Qiutong can only comfort herself in this way.

The car stopped slowly, Lian Cheng finally stopped exuding resentment, raised his head, his expression changed, and he turned to look at the man beside him instantly: "Why did you come back here? If you don't go to your place, then you put me Send it to Jingsheng District, okay?"

"Jingsheng District?" Yan Qiutong searched his own map, twitched his tongue, looked at Lian Cheng, "Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit?"

Lian Cheng was startled, hooked his lips, and then hung on Jiao Rao, with a tired voice: "Yan Shaojing would make fun of me, how could your residence be less than mine? The Three Caves of the Rabbit is not counted, and I don't have the capital , but it's just for fun, it sounds like Young Master Yan has a lot of experience?"

This woman has become a hedgehog again, Yan Qiutong is not annoyed, her brows are dizzy, Ruyu's gentleness miraculously soothes a lot of irritability in Lian Cheng's heart, and she notices that the woman is a little quieter, it's funny: "I said something Send you back here?"

if not?
It's all to the door!
Lian Cheng raised his eyebrows, thinking that Yan Qiutong was just talking nonsense, and pretended to wait and see, waiting for the man to come up with some fancy excuses.

"I just think that you might want to take some things away," Yan Qiutong said helplessly, "I have already arranged another master bedroom for you. Many people like to use things they are used to. , I just think, you may have it too, I'll bring you back to clean up."

She misunderstood him? !

Lian Cheng lowered his eyelids, remained silent for a while, and did not get out of the car.

Yan Qiutong was patient, waiting for the girl's decision.

"Let's go, let's go back," Lian Cheng finally said, "There's nothing to take away here, I don't want to go back."

I don't want to go back, I don't want to touch the memories of that night, the black, horrible, rancid memories took away her warmth and left her as duckweed.

"Okay," Yan Qiutong glanced at Lian Cheng, knowing that his heart was too heavy, so he didn't say anything, drove the car neatly, turned around and left, "What do you need, we will buy it, and I will send you here later. I packed up the necessary things for you, and then you will sell them for you, and then buy a real estate?"

Lian Cheng paused, nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

It wasn't too difficult to strike up a conversation occasionally along the way, and soon returned to Yan Qiutong's apartment.

It's an apartment, but it's more like a chic, small, single-family villa with a garden and a yard. From the outside, it's white and simple, generous, but not monotonous. With alienation, just like its master.

Just from the outside, Lian Cheng can imagine how low-key and luxurious the interior is.

"Here we are," Yan Qiutong entered the courtyard, parked the car, and opened the door for Lian Cheng, "Lian Cheng, this is home."

The man Yan Qiutong is undoubtedly a man who is good at attacking the heart.

He didn't say "Lian Cheng, this is my apartment" or "This is my home", he told Lian Cheng that this is home, his and hers, a safe haven, as long as she wants.

Lian Cheng was stunned, then lowered her head subconsciously, well, her eye sockets were once again hopelessly wet.

Standing outside the car door was an old man with half-white hair. He looked at the two people who got out of the car with a smile and said kindly, "Brother Qiu, Miss Lian, you're back."

"Old Li," Yan Qiutong seemed to respect the old man, nodded, and pointed to Lian Cheng behind him, "She is Lian Cheng."

The old man laughed, and said again: "Hello, Miss Lian."

"Hello..." Lian Cheng finished, but didn't know how to address him, "Old Li."

"Miss Lian, don't be cautious, I'm the old housekeeper of the Yan family," Mr. Li smiled kindly, "I heard from brother Qiu that you came early in the morning, and the room has been tidied up."

For an old man's "you", Lian Cheng couldn't bear it, he was embarrassed: "Old Li just call me Lian Cheng."

Mr. Li nodded and did not refuse.

Yan Qiutong threw the key to the old man and went straight into the house. Lian Cheng nodded in greeting and followed closely behind.

Walking into the room, Lian Cheng was a little surprised, it seemed a bit different from what she had expected, the installations in the room were very simple and easy-going, mainly in light colors, not luxurious, but Lian Cheng could also see it , each piece is not ordinary.

Yan Qiutong slowed down, took the time to look at Lian Cheng, went upstairs, and lazily told the woman:

"There are three floors in total. The first floor is where Mr. Li and Aunt Li live. The living room and so on. The second floor has my bedroom, my study, and the living room. The third floor has a gym, entertainment room, projection room, guest room and so on. Oh, by the way, your bedroom is on the second floor, facing me. If you need anything else, you can do it yourself, or discuss it with Mr. Li, you have the right to control it, so don’t ask me again.”