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400, Yu Yan Story 11 Although Song Yifei's voice was low, everyone heard it.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were talking to Xiao Lin just now, so they didn't pay much attention to other people's movements. Because of Song Yifei's words, everyone is now looking at Wen Yan

Wen Yan is quite far away from them, and she is walking on the road opposite them. On the surface, they seem to be quite civilized and upper class, and their voices are not loud, so they won't affect other people, so Wen Yan naturally Just couldn't hear what they said.

After she noticed them, she walked her own way without thinking of going up to say hello or anything, because she thought it was unnecessary.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother frowned when they saw Wen Yan. Although Song Yifei's words were not pleasant, they felt from the bottom of their hearts that what Song Yifei said might not be true.

Otherwise, why did Wen Yan stay at home instead of a hotel when he went home?And it's such a luxurious hotel, can she afford it? !

However, they had no intention of saying hello to Wen Yan.

Father Song was a little annoyed that Song Yifei didn't know how to restrain himself, and was about to blame Song Yifei, but there were other people here besides the Jiang family and the Song family. These people who were born here also knew Wen Yan, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, Mr. Jiang, Then... isn't that brother Wen's daughter? I heard that you have been friends for more than ten or twenty years, do you want to ask her to come over and sit for a while?"

Mr. Song sighed again and again, "Mr. Liang, you don't know something. This kid went to the capital, and when he came back, he thought too much about Yichen and Chu Xin. Maybe he thought we were unfair, and he never stepped into it since then." The door of our Song family is closed."

"It is possible that Chen and Chu are in the same mood. It is useless for us, the older generation, to intervene in the feelings of young people. What can we say? Sigh."

Mr. Liang answered, "In this case, taking advantage of the large number of people today, we should make it clear that we don't let the younger generations misunderstand. If we talk about it, everyone will be happy, right? Mr. Jiang?"

Mr. Jiang smiled, "Mr. Liang's words are naturally reasonable, but the young people have already said something that needs to be explained. Maybe it's because Xiaoyan has been wronged a lot in the past two years. He has a boring temper and doesn't like Speaking, I like to hide everything in my heart, but I still haven't stepped over that hurdle in my heart, we understand her, so we let her go."

Mr. Liang nodded, "I believe that Mr. Jiang and Mr. Song must be benevolent elders, but..."

"It's just that I misunderstood what Mr. Song's daughter said just now. I thought that the Wen family fell, and your friendship of more than ten or twenty years also fell. Otherwise, why did Miss Song say such... What about ugly words?"

The other person answered and pointed the finger at Song Yifei, "Yes, Ms. Song, I thought you were having a good time two years ago, why did you say such things all of a sudden? The fall of the Wen family has already made Ms. Wen sad I'm so desperate, what hatred does Miss Song have to say that about Miss Wen? It's too unreasonable."

Song Yifei knew that she had caused trouble when she heard Mr. Liang speak and looked at her father's face. Hearing someone ask, she was anxious and wanted to speak, but her father's expression prevented her from talking nonsense. She bit her lip and looked at Song Yichen , let him help out.

Song Yichen glanced at her and remained silent.

Song Yifei bit her lip and snorted softly.

Jiang Chuxin patted Song Yifei's little hand, and said slowly: "Yifei is still young, her uncles and aunts dote on her, her mind is also pure, and she can do whatever others say. She heard about Xiaoyan in the newspaper and believed it. Just talk nonsense, everyone don't blame her, she is still young."

Mr. Liang smiled, "Mr. Jiang's daughter is really good. She has the demeanor of a lady and can speak eloquently. It is really gratifying for Mr. Song to have such a daughter-in-law in the future."

Mr. Song smiled and was about to speak when another person said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Brother Wen for more than a year. I don't know where he lives now. I was thinking of going to visit him."

As he said so, he waved his hands and walked towards Wen Yan.

Wen Yan had already walked a little further away, and when she noticed someone waving at her, she frowned and turned back, "Sir, what can I do?"

The other party smiled sincerely, "Miss Wen, my surname is Xu, and I have been to your house several times, have you forgotten?"

Wen Yan glanced and nodded, but his face was still very pale: "Mr. Xu, what's the matter?"

"You're welcome, just call me Uncle Xu, I haven't seen your father for a while, I don't know...how is he now?"

"My father is fine, thank you Mr. Xu for your concern."

Mr. Xu was about to speak, when Jiang Chuxin came over and took her hand affectionately, "Xiaoyan, it's really you, it's good to see you."

Wen Yan glanced at it, and for some reason, this time, she didn't shake off her hand, and turned her eyes away indifferently.

Mr. Xu smiled, "It seems that Miss Wen and Miss Jiang really have a very good relationship."

"It's so early in the morning, why are you wearing these clothes?"

Song Yichen also came over, seeing Wen Yan's lips turned pale, frowned, took off his suit and put it on her shoulders, then took her hand, "I'll take you home."

Wen Yan glanced at him, then withdrew his hands, "No need, I'll just go by myself."

Jiang Chuxin pushed her, and said worriedly: "Xiaoyan, let Yichen take you back, you can see that you are so cold."

But Mr. Xu said: "It's past eleven o'clock now, Miss Wen, don't rush to leave, there are so many people today, how about having a meal together?"

Hearing this, Song's father, Song's mother, and Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, frowned unobtrusively.

Wen Yan shook his head, "No, I have something else to do, thank you Mr. Xu for the invitation."

Mr. Liang also said with a smile: "Mr. Song, Mr. Jiang, it's rare to see you today, why don't you come up and say hello to Miss Wen? As an elder, you can't care about the younger generation."

Song Yifei gritted her teeth when she thought that the humiliation she suffered just now was related to Wen Yan.

Especially since Song Yichen didn't help her just now, she disliked Wen Yan even more.

She snorted softly, pulled Jiang Chuxin back, and said with a sneer; "Since she said no, why do we ask her? What kind of big shot is she? Why should we all invite her?!"

"Song Yifei!"

Everyone has said so much, because Song Yifei has returned to the original point with one sentence.

"Am I wrong! She is just a high-ranking prostitute, and she even dirty our mouths! I don't know if we will get sick if we eat with her!"

Gritting her teeth, Song Yifei snatched the bag from Wen Yan's hand, turned out the clothes inside, and said sarcastically, "I'm right, it really is clothes!"

After all, he threw it on the ground, "You are also professional enough, if you come out to accompany a man and bring a change of clothes, you really don't want to—"

"Snapped!"

Slapping Song Yifei, Song Yichen's face was gloomy, "Song Yifei, from now on you are no longer my sister Song Yichen, I, Song Yichen, will do what I say."

As he spoke, he squatted down to help Wen Yan pick up the clothes, and the uncut hang tag could still be clearly seen on the clothes.

Wen Yan originally wanted to wear this new dress, but she was worried that her parents would feel uncomfortable if they saw her when she went home, so she finally took it off and changed into the suit she wore last night.

But Song Yifei glanced at her with a calm expression, as if the person Song Yifei pointed at and scolded wasn't her.

At this time, Mr. Song's complexion was already very exciting, one was green and the other was white, which was very ugly.

Mr. Liang frowned, "Mr. Song's daughter doesn't seem to be teaching very well. It doesn't look like she's pure-hearted."

That's what he said, but his eyes were aimed at Jiang Chuxin. Everyone understood what he meant.

Song Yichen picked up the clothes on the ground, and was about to leave while holding Wen Yan's hand, when suddenly he heard someone laughing over there, "Hey, it looks like today is a good day."

Xiao Lin and Wen Yan were naturally familiar with this voice.

Wen Yan paused without a trace, and lowered his eyes.

Xiao Lin turned his head and saw Rong Yuqi leaning on a huge pillar in the hotel, holding a kitten in both hands, looking towards this side with great interest.

Xiao Lin walked past calmly, bowed to pay respects, "Mr. Rong."

"Ah."

Hearing that it was Rong Yuqi, and adding what he said just now, some people are happy and some are worried.

Everyone waited for so long and finally got someone, how do you remember what happened to Wen Yan?

So they turned their heads and greeted him.

Mr. Song turned his head and went back to look at Song Yichen, "Yichen, come over and say hello to Mr. Rong first, and there is no rush to send Wen Yan back later."

Rong Yuqi's hand holding the cat loosened, and the kitten in his hand was picked out, and walked towards the crowd meowing, rubbing its head against their feet.

Everyone watched and said with a smile: "Mr. Rong's cat is really cute."

Rong Yuqi smiled, "My little cat has a big temper and is playful, as long as everyone doesn't dislike it."

The kitten rubbed against their feet, but then left.

When she arrived at Jiang Chuxin's place, she smiled, "It's cute and beautiful."

He squatted down and wanted to touch it, but the kitten jumped away nimbly, and its soft paws brushed against Jiang Chuxin's hand.

The sudden pain made Jiang Chu couldn't help crying out, "Ah!"

"what happened?"

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother hurried over. As soon as they came, they saw three shallow bloodstains on Jiang Chuxin's three fingers.

Jiang's mother and daughter were anxious, "Does it hurt? Mom will send you to the hospital for treatment and disinfection."

Jiang Chuxin smiled and shook her head, "Mom, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital, this cat is so cute and clean, it's fine."

Rong Yuqi also came over, took a look at the bloodstains on her hand, took out his handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, and put it lightly on the scar on her hand, "Miss Jiang, I'm really sorry, my little The cat is playful, are you okay?"

"This..." Jiang Chuxin was flattered and quickly shook his head, "It's all right, Mr. Rong doesn't need to worry about it, thank you Mr. Rong for your concern."

Seeing this, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother's complexion improved a lot, but Song's father and mother's complexion was not particularly good for some reason.

As for Jiang Chuxin, Song Yichen never came to see him.

"It's good that it's okay, otherwise Rong will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating."

Rong Yuqi said, smiled at Jiang Chuxin, and started talking with her familiarly, "It seems that Miss Jiang really likes cats."

"Yeah, I also have two at home, they are so cute, how can anyone not like them?"

After finishing speaking, he smiled softly and began to look for the footprints of Rong Yuqi's cat. It seemed that he didn't care that his hand was scratched by Rong Yuqi's cat.

As soon as she looked over, she saw that the little cat had already walked to the feet of Song Yichen and Wen Yan.

Just as she was about to go there, she saw the kitten standing on a pair of small hind legs, and a pair of front legs were on Wen Yan's pants. It was meowing like it was having fun with its master. It looked very cute. I like gentle words.

The cat's meow immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked over there with different expressions.

Rong Yuqi laughed, and laughed at Mimi and called, "Little cat~"

Wen Yan shook her hand, but she didn't respond.

Rong Yuqi said helplessly and sadly: "Little Maomao, you are ignoring me again."

Wen Yan wanted to roll his eyes, but with so many people watching, bear with it!

"Meow meow meow~"

"Cat~" Rong Yuqi called out.

Everyone looked at it and were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Rong Yuqi would act like a baby to a cat. He was very familiar with acting like a baby. He seemed to do it often, although the kitten seemed to be less than three months old. .

Seeing Rong Yuqi like this, everyone seems to really like this little cat. For this reason, some people can't help but look at Jiang Chuxin thoughtfully.

Jiang Chu thought that he didn't notice everyone's eyes, stared at the little cat lovingly, and walked over with Rong Yuqi, squatting down to hug the little cat, but the little cat jumped over her side, avoiding it. He hugged her and threw himself at Rong Yuqi's feet.

Jiang Chuxin didn't care, she still looked at it with such loving eyes, and said to Wen Yan: "Xiaoyan, don't you like cats? How cute are they."

Wen Yan was silent, and glanced at the man holding the cat.

But Song Yichen held her little hand tightly, and only after hearing this did she remember that Song Yichen was still holding her little hand, she bit her lip, gently broke away from his hand, and looked at Rong Yuqi again, and Rong Yuqi He didn't seem to notice her and Song Yichen's movements, and concentrated on teasing the kitten in his arms.

After the kitten was picked up by Rong Yuqi, it meowed and jumped around in his arms, and suddenly jumped over Wen Yan's body.

Wen Yan sighed silently, glanced at Rong Yuqi, and reached out to hug the kitten.

"Meow meow~"

The kitty seemed very happy and satisfied, her beautiful glazed eyes were narrowed into lines, she leaned against Wen Yan's neck, and slept on her body.

Rong Yuqi smiled with his chin propped up, and the expressions of the others varied.

And Song Yifei's face darkened even more, she gritted her teeth, and wanted to snatch the cat back, but she didn't dare, fearing that Rong Yuqi would think her too rude.

Rong Yuqi didn't seem to care about the kitten anymore, turned his head back, looked at so many people, and said with a smile: "I was too tired yesterday, I woke up late, I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting."

"It's not Mr. Rong's fault that we came here uninvited. Don't be too polite, Mr. Rong."

"Although I said that, Rong felt sorry for making everyone wait for so long. It's almost lunch time. Today I invite everyone to have a meal to express my apology. I don't know if you have any arrangements for waiting?"

Everyone was talking politely, and when they were about to move away to the box, there was a sudden beeping sound.

Wen Yan's cell phone rang, she walked a little further away, and picked it up, "I'll be going back now."

Saying that, she hung up the phone, put the kitten in her arms into Rong Yuqi's arms, turned and left indifferently.

Song Yichen said, "I'll take you back."

Wen Yan glanced at him with tenderness in his eyes, "No need."

She said, turned and left.

At this time Rong Yuqi said, "I see the kitty likes you very much, can you help me take care of the kitty for a while? I'm busy recently, so it's inconvenient to carry it all the time."

Wen Yan turned his back to everyone, and rolled his eyes directly. At this time, Rong Yuqi had already walked across from her. Seeing her rolled eyes, he smiled brightly, "Don't you want to?"

Wen Yan glanced at him, took the kitten over, turned and left.

"Thank you, let's have dinner together some other day."

Rong Yuqi smiled at her back.

Someone hurriedly said: "This...Mr. Rong, you don't have the other party's address or number, you are..."

Rong Yuqi smiled, "Oh, don't you guys know her very well? Don't you know?"

"That's right, that's right, look at my head, I'm confused."

Rong Yuqi said with a smile: "It's getting late, why don't we have dinner now?"

He proposed, who would object?

So the whole group ate with him.

Song Yifei followed Rong Yuqi, seeing that he almost forgot to walk, and staggered slightly, Song's mother hurriedly supported her, with a displeased expression on her face.

But Rong Yuqi looked over with a kind smile, and asked with concern, "Miss Song, are you okay?"

Song Yifei's face was hot, "No...it's okay."

"It's fine, just be careful."

Song Yifei nodded, but imitated Jiang Chuxin in a decent way, "Thank you, Mr. Rong, for your concern."

"Miss Song is still very young, right? Are you eighteen? Looking lively and cute, girls of this period are so cute."

Song Yifei smiled even more shyly, "I... am 19 years old this year."

Rong Yuqi smiled, "It's really cute."

Song Yifei replied shyly, "Thank you."

Song's father and Song's mother's complexion improved a bit.

Of course, some people were not willing to be robbed of the limelight by others, and they also started to talk to Rong Yuqi. At the banquet, everyone seemed to be very harmonious, smiling very happily, quite happily.

After drinking for three rounds, Rong Yuqi didn't eat anything, but he seemed to be thinking about something, "By the way, who has the phone number of that lady just now? I want to call her, I don't know my kitten Have you eaten yet?"

"This……"

Everyone had different expressions, and they all looked at Jiang Chuxin and Song Yichen.

And Song Yifei directly clenched the chopsticks, opened her small mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but Mother Wen glanced at her in time before she spoke, not allowing her to speak.

For this reason, Song Yifei gritted her teeth and endured it, looking very unhappy.

At this time, Jiang Chuxin, who noticed everyone's eyes, smiled wryly, looked at Rong Yuqi apologetically, and said, "Xiaoyan changed her number, but I didn't give her a new one, so..."

"Yichen, do you have Wen Yan's number?"

"No." Song Yichen shook his head with a calm face, and then said to Rong Yuqi: "Mr. Rong, when do you want to get your kitten back? If you don't mind, I'll go to her house and bring it back to you, how about it?" ?”

Rong Yuqi smiled, "Will this be too much trouble for Mr. Song?"

"It's just a little effort, not to mention trouble."

Rong Yuqi was biting the silver chopsticks in an unrefined manner, but his gesture was particularly eye-catching. He thought for a moment, "Well...in three days' time."

"Mr. Rong is sorry, Xiaoyan is leaving tomorrow, I'm afraid—"

Rong Yuqi seemed to be in high spirits, and while asking someone to pour wine for Song Yichen, he asked enthusiastically, "Let's go? Where is she going?"

Song Yichen thought that both of them were in the capital, so he turned around, "She... has to go back to work."

"Oh? Doesn't she work here?"

Song Yichen shook his head.

"In this case, there is Mr. Lao Song. Come, let me offer Mr. Song a cup."

When Rong Yuqi asked this point, he seemed to feel that it didn't matter, so he didn't continue to ask, and joked with everyone enthusiastically.

Song Yichen let out a sigh of relief.