Not long after, Fu Cifeng ran down in a hurry.

Wei Yan smiled and said: "You have stepped on the Hot Wheels!"

"No, I respect my sister-in-law! As much as I love my brother Ye Ting in my heart, I respect you, sister-in-law."

Wei Yan said: "Okay, I still get the glory."

"No, no, no, it's not a glory, but it's very heavy!"

Diandian let go of Wei Yan's hand and stepped forward to hold Fu Ci: "Uncle Fu Ci, I am very curious about Xinghai. Can you take me to visit it? Uncle Fu Guohao and Uncle Liu Shanhong said before that they would accept me as their student. I Can I go find them now?"

"Yes! Why not? Diandian is the crown prince!" Fu Ci said exaggeratedly.

Wei Yan shook her head and laughed speechlessly: "Exaggerated!"

Leng Yeting was sitting in the office reading documents when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Without raising his head, he said calmly: "Come in."

Wei Yan walked in gently, making his footsteps as silent as possible, but Leng Yeting paused in his movements and raised his eyelids to look over.

Wei Yan smiled at him: "How did I find out that you are not surprised at all?"

Leng Yeting smiled lightly: "The sound of your footsteps."

He was very familiar with everything about her.

"I just had to come here," Wei Yan walked over, put the bag in her hand on Leng Yeting's desk, walked behind him naturally, and gently squeezed his shoulders, "Are you busy? ?”

Leng Yeting said honestly: "It's a bit."

Wei Yan lowered her head to look at the document and paused. She leaned over from behind, hugged Leng Yeting's neck, and gently leaned her head against Leng Yeting's ear: "Ye Ting."

A soft breath came out of her lips and sprayed on Leng Yeting's ears. Leng Yeting, who had always been very thick-skinned, had a slight blush on his cheeks.

He turned his head and stared at his beloved wife who was close at hand with his dark eyes: "Huh?"

"I have something I haven't mentioned to you yet."

"what?"

"It's been a while. I...booked a private jet on the 3rd."

Leng Yeting raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

In fact, he learned the news not long after she placed the order.

It's not that he intentionally sent people to follow her, but anyone who knows about her matters seems to come to him to mention a few words.

However, he never asked her why.

There must be a reason why she suddenly did this.

Wei Yan continued: "I want to... go to Pucheng."

"Then you need to prepare two airports."

"Ji Yan has not been found yet. I am very worried." Wei Yan lowered her eyes, looking a little disappointed, "But it is strange. My parents, including my grandfather, seem to think that this is not a serious matter. .”

Leng Yeting's eyebrows slightly closed, thinking of Ji Yan's friend Ning Xilin.

In the recent period, all personal activities related to Ji Yan have been handled externally by Ning Xilin.

Leng Yeting handed these to Zhao Yulin, but Zhao Yulin and Zhou Zheng never followed up and came up with anything valuable.

"Yan Yan." Leng Yeting turned around. As he turned around, his wheelchair also turned around, and he took Wei Yan into his arms.

Wei Yan was caught off guard and fell into his broad embrace.

Leng Yeting was still wearing a suit today, but after entering the office, he took off his suit jacket. Wei Yan pressed against his white shirt, feeling the strength and strength under his clothes.

Wei Yan raised her eyes to look at him, gently held his face, and waited for him to continue.

Leng Yeting's eyes were focused and serious, and he said softly: "Actually, I don't want you to be in danger."

Wei Yan was slightly stunned: "Leng Yeting..."

"I don't know how complicated Ji Yan's matter will be. If you want to travel between Pucheng and Ancheng, I won't stop you. However, I want to arrange two personal bodyguards for you. What do you think?"

Wei Yan thought for a while and said, "If you think this can reassure you, then let's make arrangements."

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