When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

The three of Qiu Yun came to Ping District noisy all the way.

Passing the entrance, Lu Wen saw a white luxury car parked beside it. Lu Wen glanced at the car logo, gasped, and said, "It turns out that this place is deeply hidden."

"What's hidden?" Wang Bowen asked suspiciously.

Lu Wen raised his chin, pointed at the luxury car and said, "Don't look at the configuration inside, this car alone costs about 300 million."

Qiu Yun looked in the direction for a few more times, and then took out his mobile phone to look again. Since he went out in the morning until it was almost twelve o'clock, Yan Qingyuan hadn't sent a single message, neither asked him how his grades were, nor asked him Whether he wanted to come back for dinner, he had some guesses in his heart.

"You guys go to Lao Yu's house to order first, I'll go to the milk tea shop to see if Yan Qingyuan is back, and by the way, call Jody and Ma Xiaobo to celebrate together." He sent two texts and came to the milk tea shop alone, through Through the glass door, I saw eight or nine people gathered at the bar. Yan Qingyuan was sitting next to him, and an elegant lady was sitting opposite.

The person who was always paying attention to the movement at the door saw Qiu Yun and reminded Ma Xiaobo, whose back was facing the door, with his elbow.

Ma Xiaobo turned his head to look, got up and walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

This movement attracted the attention of Yan Qingyuan and the lady opposite him. They both looked towards the door, and saw a curly-haired young man with a handsome body standing at the door. Ms. Wen Jing's eyes flashed, and she said softly: "He is Is it your classmate?"

Yan Qingyuan ignored her and watched Brother Yan walk in with Ma Xiaobo holding his shoulders.

Qiuyun's curly hair is so iconic, Ms. Wen Jing didn't see his face in the hotel before, so she recognized him in the alley without looking at his face.

At this moment, she could see clearly that the young man's exquisite facial features were very similar to Mrs. Qin San's, and she suddenly realized, she said how familiar this young man's curly hair was, so it was the young man she met at the door for the first time.

In the past few days, she also roughly investigated the situation of this young man. His family background was extremely prominent in Rongcheng. What surprised her even more was that the young man was the only child in the family, and his father did not remarry.

Thinking of this, she smiled very kindly: "Student, do you still remember me?"

"Remember." Qiu Yun sat down on the high chair by the bar and said politely, "I came to see Yan Qingyuan's aunt last time."

When Ms. Wen Jing heard this, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Auntie booked a private room in the hotel, and I want to thank you for taking care of Xiao Yuan all the time."

"You are?" Qiu Yun asked pretending not to know.

"I belong to Xiao Yuan..." Before he could finish speaking, Yan Qingyuan stood up abruptly, the chair behind him was knocked away, making an unpleasant 'stabbing' sound, covering up Ms. Wen Jing's words.

"Brother Yan, can you go upstairs first?" Yan Qingyuan stood in front of him eagerly, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll tell you later if there is anything."

Qiuyun's hearing is very good, and he heard the words covered when the chair rubbed against the ground, and the two words in the words were 'little aunt'.He stared at Yan Qingyuan for a few seconds, and found a bit of embarrassment and embarrassment in Yan Qingyuan's always warm eyes. He nodded slightly and said, "Liangwen is here too. I'll let them stay at Lao Yu's side." wait."

Yan Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted to Jody at the bar: "Jodi, take Brother Yan to Lao Yu's house for dinner, we'll go there later."

Ms. Wen Jing wanted to speak, but Ma Xiaobo took advantage of the situation and said, "Let's go too."

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, took out his phone to check the time, rubbed his stomach and said, "It's already twelve o'clock, no wonder you're so hungry."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and without giving Ms. Wen Jing a chance to speak, he took Qiu Yun with him and left the milk tea shop with a group of hula-la.

As soon as the person left, the milk tea shop became quiet in an instant.

Yan Qingyuan turned around slowly, looked sarcastically at Ms. Wen Jing who stretched her head to look at the door, and sneered: "Did I say not to come to me again?"

"I am you. Mom." Ms. Wen Jing came back to her senses, raised her hand to tuck the hair around her ear, put it behind her ear, and said with a gentle smile: "You are my son, let me come and see my son, please ask my son Is it wrong to have dinner with your son's friends and thank them for taking care of you?"

Yan Qingyuan smiled disdainfully: "Do you dare to admit that you are my real mother in front of my friend?"

He really didn't think so.

This woman was more disgusting than he thought.

"Are you blaming me?" Ms. Wen Jing raised her red eyes, and her eyes were filled with mist, and even her voice became choked up: "You should blame me, but do you think I am willing to do this? You are me The only child, when I was pregnant with you, I looked forward to your birth and imagined how to be a good mother, but your father ruined all of this."

Speaking of this, the mist in the eyes condensed into tears, rolling down from the corners of the eyes: "How did your father treat me? I just gave birth to you less than a month ago, and you are still in confinement, and he... ..."

This unbearable memory seemed to embarrass her a bit, she closed her eyes, tears rolled down her face, her voice was choked with pain: "He sent me to the hospital."

"What does it have to do with me?" Yan Qingyuan said indifferently.

Ms. Wen Jing seemed unable to believe that Yan Qingyuan was so ruthless, she opened her eyes and looked at him in astonishment, unable to speak.

"Are you saying that this has something to do with me?" Yan Qingyuan looked at her pretending expression sarcastically, and said coldly: "You don't think that your experience will resonate with me, and then I will feel sympathy and soft-hearted towards you Right? You're almost 40 years old, don't be naive, okay?"

"I, I didn't." Ms. Wen Jing, who was seen through, retorted in embarrassment: "I'm here to make up for you."

"Compensation?" Yan Qingyuan sneered: "As a little aunt? Chen Jiangjing, do you think you are the smartest in the world? Everyone else is stupid?"

"That's not the case." Ms. Wen Jing stood up excitedly: "Xiaoyuan, listen to me, when I left, I didn't divorce your father. If I confessed to you, I would have committed bigamy. It doesn't matter if I go to jail. But you have a mother in prison, which will affect your future life."

Yan Qingyuan sneered and said: "Speaking so grandly, isn't it because you are reluctant to part with the adulterer outside and the glory and wealth that the adulterer gave you?"

"Yan Qingyuan, don't speak so harshly!" The word 'adulter' seemed to irritate her, and she finally couldn't hold back her gentle expression, and her face became extremely twisted and hideous: "Do you think it's easy for me? "

She yelled: "Do you know how difficult it is for a woman with no diploma and no work experience to survive in Kyoto?"

"After all, isn't it just that you can't bear hardships?" Yan Qingyuan was unmoved at all: "That's why you sold your appearance to be a mistress."

"You can't say that about me." Ms. Wen Jing said with a grim face, her palms clenched into fists, and said in pain, "I am you. Mom."

"My mother is dead, and you are my little aunt." Yan Qingyuan suddenly felt that her excuse was quite good: "You said it yourself."

These words silenced Ms. Wen Jing.The atmosphere suddenly fell into a stalemate.

Yan Qingyuan watched her complexion change several times, suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked to the bar, found a gold card from the drawer, and threw it over: "Little Aunt Wen Jing."

He screamed forcefully, with a little smile on his face: "I'm just your nephew, and I'm still a nephew with no feelings. How dare I accept this big gift from you. You can take it back. My poor relatives can't compete with your wealth." .”

Ms. Wen Jing was completely stunned.

She knew that her son would complain to her, and she also thought that his son would resist recognizing her, but no matter what, she longed for maternal love in her heart. After all, blood and family ties are constantly giving up. As long as she shows kindness and sincerity, her son will sooner or later will accept her.

But it was only at this moment that she suddenly realized that this son really didn't want to have anything to do with her.

How does this work?

She also wanted to catch up with the Qin family in the capital, and was about to speak.

"By the way," Yan Qingyuan interrupted her thoughts, with a smile on her gentle brows and eyes: "Little Aunt Wen Jing, I have prepared a gift for you."

Obviously he smiled normally, but Ms. Wen Jing shuddered.

Her lips twitched: "What gift?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Yan Qingyuan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "I'm going to eat now, you can do whatever you want."

If you want to say how much you hate Ms. Wen Jing, that's not true.

He'd always thought his mother was dead, so he never expected it.

But when she appeared as a little aunt on the surface, but actually used her mother's identity to sell him miserably, it was disgusting.

She obviously has no feelings for him, but she still acts like "I'm miserable and I'm justified, so you have to forgive me" to him, which is particularly offensive, as if she is the most pitiful person in the world.

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After returning from Lao Yutou's side, Ma Xiaobo greeted Liang Wen and his brothers to play BMX at the venue, and Qiu Yun and Yan Qingyuan returned to the milk tea shop.

As soon as the door opened, someone came to buy milk tea.

Yan Qingyuan made milk tea for the guests as usual, while Qiu Yun sat at the bar to collect money.

After seeing off the guests, Yan Qingyuan returned to him, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Yan."

Qiu Yun turned to look at him: "Why do you say sorry?"

"I, I lied to you." Yan Qingyuan clenched his fists and struggled for a long time before saying, "The woman just now was my little aunt, and also me...my mother."

He raised his eyebrows: "Is there any more?"

"Yes." Now that he had spoken, Yan Qingyuan didn't want to lie anymore: "My dad didn't go out to do business, but ran away with a large amount of gambling debts, and I was the one who set up the trap. "

Yan Qingyuan really didn't want to tell Brother Yan these bad things.

He was afraid that Brother Yan would look down on him because of this, but if that woman came for the first time, she could come for the second time. Today, Brother Yan was away, so he didn't see that woman claiming to be his little aunt in front of Ma Xiaobo and the others. At that time, the shock and disbelief on Ma Xiaobo's face.

It's embarrassing.

He didn't want to see such an expression on Brother Yan's face in the future.

Yan Qingyuan lowered his head, not daring to look at him, but just talked about the mess in his family.

He said everything he remembered and could say.

Until he finished speaking, he didn't dare to look up to see Brother Yan's expression.

The store is very quiet, and the noise of children playing on the street outside can be clearly heard.

Qiu Yun looked at him intently for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him onto his lap to sit down, sighing faintly: "The last time I took my mother to the airport, my mother told me that Ms. Wen Jing visited her several times."

"What?" Yan Qingyuan suddenly raised his head to meet Qiu Yun's eyes.

He frowned and smiled: "So, I know she is your little aunt, but I didn't expect her to be your mother."

Just like Qiu Yun also has secrets that cannot be revealed.

So he wouldn't blame a 17-year-old for hiding it from him.

Yan Qingyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and then turned dark again: "What, what is she looking for with Auntie?"

"Did I never tell you about Uncle Qin's identity?" He held Yan Qingyuan's face in his hands, pressed his forehead against it, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Qin's family is quite famous in the capital. They are rich, but Uncle Qin's family is a century-old family, a famous family, Ms. Wen Jing probably recognized them in the hotel and knew about our relationship."

"It's my fault." Yan Qingyuan talked about meeting Ms. Wen Jing in the hotel that day.

No wonder he treated Yan Ge so well just now, it turned out that he recognized Yan Ge.At the same time, he once again refreshed his understanding of Ms. Wen Jing.

He clenched his fists again, trembling all over.

He really didn't expect a person to be so shameless, how could he face Brother Yan?What would Brother Yan's mother think of him?

"You don't have to worry about it." Qiu Yun kissed him comfortingly, and said, "This is her personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to see her, I can help you drive her back to the capital."

Yan Qingyuan's heart felt warm, his nose sore, and tears almost fell out of control.

He suppressed the hot tears in his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said sullenly, "Don't you blame me?"

"Why should I blame you?" Qiu Yun keenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching outside, and quickly let go of Yan Qingyuan's face, pushed the person down, and said, "You can't choose your birth, you don't need to be inferior, and you don't have to Caring about what other people think."

Two children came in through the door.

Yan Qingyuan sniffed, turned his back and wiped away his tears, and said, "You are not someone else."

"Then you don't have to worry about it." Qiu Yun stood up with a smile, and asked the two children what they would like to drink. In the child's response, he said, "Because I like you."

A simple sentence almost made Yan Qingyuan's tears well up again.

He thought, there is really no one who is more gentle and considerate than Brother Yan in the world, how lucky is he to meet Brother Yan?

"By the way, my dad wants to invite us to play at the farmhouse in Rongshu Village." Qiu Yun turned to look at his back, and said, "It's boring just the two of us, why don't you ask Ma Xiaobo and Jody if you want to go together?" Go, I will ask my dad to prepare the car then."

Yan Qingyuan turned around quickly, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and didn't even make milk tea: "Brother Yan, I'm thirsty."

"Mix the milk tea for the guests first."

Yan Qingyuan glanced at the two little kids, and took out two bottles of drinks from the refrigerator: "The milk tea is sold out, brother treats you to a Coke."

The two children, who were all dirty from playing, blinked and ran out with a Coke.

Yan Qingyuan locked the door casually, pulled Qiuyun upstairs, pressed him on the bed, kissed him without saying a word, stretched out his hand to pull the belt while kissing, and murmured all the time: "Brother Yan, you How can it be so good? I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't wait to make a promise with my body now. "