I'm old, so cute

As soon as Xing Bailu picked up his phone to check the news, he heard Zhang Qingyou's voice from outside: "Xiaolu! Xiaolu!"

Zhang Qingyou pushed open the door and barged in. Only then did he see that Yan Qiao was there, and he was stunned: "Yan Qiao too..."

Xing Bailu hastily made a silence gesture at him.

Yan Qiao turned around and smiled at Zhang Qingyou.

"Yan Qiao has a job." Xing Bailu pushed Zhang Qingyou out, "Let's go downstairs first."

Zhang Qingyou pulled Xing Bailu and said, "Why didn't you tell me about your car accident?"

"Oh, it's not serious."

"What's not serious? My mother said you've been lying at home for half a month!"

"So you came here to see me this time?"

"Nonsense! Otherwise, it's not Chinese New Year, how could I come back?"

……

The sounds outside gradually faded away.

Yan Qiao smiled and listened intently to Chang Chuan on the other end: "Wang Jinchuan only made up the medical expenses for the car accident compensation in almost two months. It's only been a month. They can't afford to buy this brand of mobile phones and Computer. But..."

Chang Chuan paused, "I didn't find any large sums of money in their account."

Yan Qiao turned around and sat down: "Where did Wang Yuan get the money?"

Chang Chuan said: "When she was a sophomore in high school, she registered a pseudonym to write novels online, and the website would pay her a manuscript fee every month, ranging from a few hundred to one or two thousand a month. It has gotten better in the past few months, basically About three or four thousand a month, she saved up."

Yan Qiao was a little confused: "What's the problem?"

Chang Chuan was stunned for a moment before he said: "Mr. Yan was born in Yan's family, so he probably doesn't know how ordinary families spend money. Let me explain it this way. When I was in school, if I had ten thousand in my hand, I wouldn't spend ten thousand. Because to me, the money is like a non-renewable resource."

"But isn't Wang Yuan earning income by writing novels?"

"But it's not stable. I've inquired about it. Even if this novel earns 1 yuan, the next one may only earn one or two hundred. In this case, she chooses to spend all the money, unless... Chang Chuan took another puff of cigarette, "She can be sure that there will be a lot of money in the account later."

Yan Qiao stroked the edge of the table with his fingertips and said nothing.

Chang Chuan said again: "Now I have a direction, I know where to look. Mr. Xiao Yan, I'm afraid you were right in your original suspicion. I'm afraid I have to buy a box of cigars and return them to you."

Yan Qiao was not in the mood to chat with Chang Chuan, his fingertips felt cool, and after a long while, he asked, "Why are you still checking these months?"

Chang Chuan said: "Actually, I had already given up, but one day after the car accident, my uncle and I were having dinner at the restaurant on the top floor of Xinyue Hotel, and we happened to see Wang Yuan inviting her classmate to dinner there. Do you know about Xinyue Hotel? Yes, the average person in the restaurant on the top floor can’t even talk about consumption freedom like me. So I found it strange that when I chatted with a classmate of hers, her classmate didn’t know that Wang Yuan’s family was struggling. From her classmate’s words, I felt It can be concluded that Wang Yuan is a girl who cares about face. Of course, it is also possible that she wanted to satisfy her own vanity, but this must be based on material. At that time, I could not rule out that Wang Yuan used the pocket money she had saved for several years to invite her. The possibility of a person eating a meal, but there are other possibilities, so I continued to check."

Yan Qiao was silent for a long time, then shook his head and said, "No, it's impossible to pay later. Regardless of whether this matter is successful or not, part of the money must have been in Wang Jinchuan's hands first, but why can't it be found out?"

Chang Chuan puffed out the smoke and said, "Give me a few more days, and I will give you an explanation. Oh, are you going back to Ninghai today? In the evening, I will send you the cake made by Aunt Wu directly to Wutong Garden?"

Yan Qiao didn't answer, just said: "You send Wang Yuan's novel writing website and her pseudonym to my mobile phone."

Aunt Qiu cut a plate of fruit and came out, and exchanged a few words with Zhang Qingyou.

Zhang Qingyou asked while eating grapes: "Yan Qiao didn't drive this time? I didn't see his car in the yard, so I didn't know he was here. Fortunately, I opened the door and you didn't do anything weird .”

Xing Bailu lay on the sofa and kicked him, saying: "Because I want to drive my car back this time, Yan Qiao is unwilling to drive a car alone, and Uncle Zhang sent him here."

Zhang Qingyou's eyes widened: "Uncle bought you a car? What car?"

He ran excitedly to the garage.

Before Xing Bailu passed by, Zhang Qingyou screamed crazily: "Ah, this is the model I like!" Zhang Qingyou lay on the GL500, "Uncle is too kind to you! How can you take such a good model?" The car is collecting dust in the garage, what a waste!"

Xing Bailu leaned against the garage door and smiled: "Isn't this going to let it go on the road?"

Zhang Qingyou pursed her lips: "My father is not even willing to buy me a car."

Xing Bailu smiled: "Aren't you still going to graduate school? What kind of car to buy? By the way, do you really plan to stay in Beicheng to work in the future? Uncles and aunts probably just want you to come back here. If you come back, they will buy you a car right away. "

Zhang Qingyou snorted: "If you don't buy such a good one for me, why is your father so willing?"

Xing Bailu smiled and said nothing, Xing Yuanlin was indeed very willing to him, saying that he didn't want him to go out and be looked down upon, and he did his best to treat him well.

"Let's stay and have dinner together tonight, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Zheng Yanling came back in the evening, and cooked a big table of dishes for everyone with Aunt Qiu.

The children have grown up, and Xing Yuanlin generously opened a bottle of good wine for them.

Zhang Qingyou is a chatterbox, and he keeps telling interesting stories about him in Beicheng over the years.

"I don't want to listen to other people's gossip, I want to hear yours." Xing Bailu said with a smile while holding his wine glass.

Zhang Qingyou hummed: "I don't even have a boyfriend, what is there? How about you and Yan Qiao?"

Xing Bailu smiled and turned to look at Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Don't say it."

Zhang Qingyou "cut": "Stingy."

Xing Bailu smiled lightly and held Yan Qiao's hand under the table. After a while, Yan Qiao's fingers got entangled.

He took a sip from his wine glass and said suddenly, "Let's live in Tongcheng today."

Xing Bailu was surprised and asked: "Aren't you going back to Ninghai?"

Yan Qiao said: "Well, isn't there a seven-day holiday for the National Day?"

Xing Yuanlin immediately stared at Xing Bailu and said, "Isn't it good to live at home? Why are you in such a hurry to go to Ninghai?"

Zhang Qingyou laughed loudly: "Uncle, your little deer is a male college student!"

"Eat your meal." Xing Bailu kicked Zhang Qingyou.

Zhang Qingyou quickly jumped up and ran away: "Hey, I'm getting angry from embarrassment!"

Xing Bailu grabbed the clam shells on the table and smashed Zhang Qingyou.

Seeing the two of them fighting, Yan Qiao smiled unconsciously.

After dinner, Zhang Qingyou ran to Xing Bailu's study to see his design drafts over the years.

Yan Qiao accompanied Xing Yuanlin to drink tea in the living room.

Xing Yuanlin smoked another cigarette and lit it, looked at Yan Qiao and said, "I see that you are not in a good mood tonight, are you still angry with my previous attitude?"

Yan Qiao was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "What did you say? That incident was my fault. You should be angry. I never blamed you." Yan Qiao stood up and poured tea for Xing Yuanlin.

Xing Yuanlin glanced upstairs, and said: "According to me, since Xiaolu graduated, I want him to enter Yuanshan Real Estate directly. But since Xiaolu wants to go to Ninghai, I respect him. This is not trust in you, It is my indulgence to my son, I hope he can be happy."

Later Xing Bailu asked Yan Qiao, what did Xing Yuanlin say when they drank tea?

"Did he tell you a lot of things not to bully me again?" Xing Bailu asked while lying on the bed and scrolling through Weibo.

Yan Qiao came out of the bathroom, walked straight to the edge of the bed, knelt on the edge of the bed, leaned over with his palm against Xing Bailu's back: "No, he said he actually wanted you to enter Yuanshan Real Estate, do you want to go to Yuanshan Real Estate? "

Yan Qiao's palm was a little hot, Xing Bailu was a little sensitive, he couldn't hold the phone for a while, so he turned over and lay down and looked at him: "If I say yes, will you cry?"

Yan Qiao's arm passed through Xing Bailu's waist, and he hugged him closer: "No, you will have to take over your father's company sooner or later."

Thin lips touched Xing Bailu's lips lightly, as if just touching water, he licked the corner of Xing Bailu's mouth again, and then gently pried open his mouth to penetrate.

In the past few years, Yan Qiao's kissing skills are not the same as when he was young, he is no longer as green and clumsy as he was then, he is proficient at his fingertips, he can kiss Xing Bailu until he can't stop breathing after a few back and forth.

Xing Bailu took Yan Qiao's hand and asked, "Is the door locked?"

"It's locked." Yan Qiao whispered in his ear, while reaching under the quilt.

The two hadn't been this close since the car accident.

The person below was panting violently, sweating all over his body, and even the small curly hair on his forehead was stuck together.

Yan Qiao leaned over and kept kissing him, the scar on Xing Bailu's forehead had healed, and the newborn skin was still a little different, it was a faint pink.

Every time she sees the scar on his forehead, it seems to remind Yan Qiao of that thrilling car accident.

Yan Qiao hugged him and kissed him again.

Xing Bailu felt uncomfortable again after being kissed by him, hugged him and panted softly, "How can you bear it?"

Obviously it's so tight.

Yan Qiao was still kissing him: "It's been a long time since I did it, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Xing Bailu bit his thin lips: "I want you."

The sound of water in the bathroom has been flowing for a long time, and the huge mirror in the entire bathroom is covered by water vapor.

Xing Bailu was so tired that he fell asleep in the bathtub, and slid down directly against the bathtub. Yan Qiao had just turned around to take the towel and came back to see him, and was so frightened that he picked him up by the waist.

With a loud "crash", Xing Bailu woke up suddenly: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiao was relieved when he saw that he was fine, and carefully protected him in his arms: "How could you fall asleep in the bathtub?"

Xing Bailu was so tired that he closed his eyes again and said, "I don't have any strength right now, you can just wash me up, I just want to go to bed."

"How can you wash it casually?" If you don't clean it up, I'm afraid Xing Bailu's physique will have a fever again!Yan Qiao even stepped into the bathtub by himself, letting Xing Bailu lean on his chest to help him clean up, "Go to sleep."

The bathroom was hazy, making Yan Qiao's lips even redder. Xing Bailu couldn't help but leaned over to kiss him, and then leaned on him and said, "It's very comfortable today."

Yan Qiao gently wiped his body for him, thinking how many forums he had squatted and how many posts he had read.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was really not good at technology at the beginning. It's hard for Xiaolu to be tossed and cried so many times by him and still hasn't planned to give up on him.

Later, when Yan Qiao hugged Xing Bailu to bed, he seemed to wake up again, and clung to him in a daze.

Yan Qiao was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to kiss him again.

As if he couldn't be satisfied, he lay on Yan Qiao's chest and murmured, "How many days do you plan to stay in Tongcheng for the National Day?"

Yan Qiao didn't answer, but suddenly said: "Actually, I think it would be good for you to go to Yuanshan Real Estate earlier to get used to it."

Xing Bailu was tired and confused, and he didn't know when he fell asleep afterwards.

Because Yan Qiao stayed at Xing's house last night, Aunt Qiu didn't come to call Xing Bailu for breakfast in the morning.

Xing Bailu fell asleep in Yan Qiao's arms last night, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

Yan Qiao looked down at the person in his arms. He covered his long eyelashes, occasionally pursed his thin lips, and instinctively leaned into Yan Qiao's arms.He hugged him lightly, and unconsciously brushed away the broken hair on Xing Bailu's forehead.

The light pink mark was very clear, Xing Bailu clutched his forehead, the picture of blood continuously flowing from his fingers seemed like yesterday, it was so clear and terrifying.

Yan Qiao's hands trembled slightly.

The person in his arms suddenly woke up with a soft cry of "Yan Qiao".

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiao hugged him tightly while rubbing his back, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Xing Bailu raised his head to meet Yan Qiao's eyes, and suddenly said: "Did you say yesterday that it would be good if I went to my father's company earlier to get used to it?"

Yan Qiao didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, and was stunned.

Xing Bailu frowned: "Did you really say that?"

Later, he fell asleep in a daze and had a bunch of messy dreams. He almost couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. Unexpectedly, Yan Qiao really said it!

Xing Bailu pushed him away angrily and sat up: "What do you mean? You don't want me to go to Ninghai?"

"No, no." Yan Qiao hurriedly got up and explained, "Actually, Qinghou of our country is going on a business trip, and you wouldn't like to live in Yan's mansion. I don't feel at ease if you are alone in Ninghai."

Xing Bailu was surprised and said: "Why do you still say you want to pick me up to Ninghai when you are going on a business trip?"

"Oh, special assistant Chang called me yesterday, my father made a temporary decision."

Only then did Xing Bailu remember the phone call from Chang Chuan yesterday evening.

Yan Qiao said again: "I wanted to talk to you last night, but I saw that you and Zhang Qingyou had a good chat and never found a good opportunity."

Xing Bailu snorted: "Then go back to the room? Isn't it just the two of us? You don't say anything!"

Even though he said that, he was obviously not angry anymore.

Yan Qiao then leaned over and hugged him: "The atmosphere last night... I'm afraid I'll be kicked out of bed by you if I tell you."

Xing Bailu laughed out loud, held his face and kissed him fiercely, and said a little proudly, "You know me."

Yan Qiao looked at him fondly and smiled.

Xing Bailu asked again: "How long have you been away on business?"

"Three to five days." Yan Qiao said, "I'll pick you up when I come back from a business trip, okay?"

"Hmm..." Xing Bailu thought about it carefully, "It's okay. Then when will you return to Ninghai?"

Yan Qiao pinched the back of his neck smoothly: "I will spend the National Day with you."

Xing Bailu was finally satisfied: "That's about the same."

Yan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Then...get up and wash up?"

Xing Bailu softened his body and leaned against Yan Qiao's arms: "My waist is uncomfortable, you can carry me."

Yan Qiao smiled and picked him up and walked into the bathroom.

After breakfast, the two went to the yard to cut a bunch of roses and took them to Longshan Cemetery.

The sun was very strong that day, Xing Bailu carried the rose up the mountain along the path, Yan Qiao held an umbrella for him, most of the umbrella surface was tilted towards Xing Bailu's side.

Xing Bailu couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you feeling lonely?"

Yan Qiao pursed her lips: "I'm fine."

Xing Bailu smiled: "I'm fine, what does it matter if a big man gets tanned?"

Yan Qiao said, "I'm afraid you may suffer from heat stroke."

Xing Bailu laughed out loud: "It's October now, how could it be heat stroke?"

Yan Qiao choked, and bit the bullet to argue: "Then I still have a cold in summer."

"What kind of nonsense are you?"

Just as she was talking, she arrived at Li Shuyan's tomb.

Xing Bailu stepped forward to put down the rose, and saw a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of the tomb, yellow and white, still fresh.

Who has been here?

Xing Bailu straightened up almost instinctively and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiao asked.

Xing Bailu frowned and said, "Someone has come to see my mother, who could it be?"

Yan Qiao said, "Uncle."

Xing Bailu shook his head: "No, people in our family come to see my mother bring roses from the yard, and they will not buy this kind of chrysanthemum."

"Maybe it's Auntie's former colleague." Yan Qiao pulled him back under the umbrella and said softly, "Don't you have a lot to say to Auntie?"

Xing Bailu didn't think much about it, he might indeed be his mother's colleague.

After the car accident, he didn't come to see Li Shuyan for a long time, so he told Li Shuyan many things about his graduation: "Dad now tells everyone that I graduated from Nantah University, he is so embarrassing!"

The mountain wind blows in gusts.

Xing Bailu was also very happy: "I feel that I can only say that I am my mother's son when I go out now. After all, you were an excellent teacher at school. When I didn't study hard, you worked hard too. You must be very embarrassing." He sighed, " I'm sorry I was so ignorant when you were here."

Yan Qiao frowned and called him: "Xiaolu."

Xing Bailu smiled again: "But now I have given you a face, thanks to Yan Qiao."

Xing Bailu took Yan Qiao's arm: "Mom, I may have to work in Ninghai for a long time in the future, but I will come to see you when I return to Tongcheng."

He chatted with Li Shuyan ramblingly, it wasn't a big deal, and the chat was very fragmented, he said whatever came to his mind, but he didn't mention any bad things.

Yan Qiao watched Xing Bailu press his back from time to time, and he stretched out his hand to support him: "What's the matter, the waist is uncomfortable?"

Xing Bailu smiled: "No."

"Why not?" Yan Qiao pulled him closer, "I see you have been pressing, did I press too hard last night?"

Xing Bailu blushed a little, and suppressed his voice: "Why are you saying this in front of my mother!"

"Uh..." Yan Qiao bit the bullet and said to the photo on the tombstone, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I didn't mean to."

Xing Bailu sneered and laughed: "Okay! Let's go."

Yan Qiao was stunned for a moment: "Let's go now?"

Xing Bailu couldn't help but said: "What do you mean by 'Let's go now'? I've been standing for long enough, and my waist really can't take it anymore. Hurry up, I don't want to continue talking about such inappropriate topics in front of my mother !"

He took Yan Qiao and left.

Yan Qiao laughed and said, "What's not suitable for children, what's not suitable for children, Auntie?"

Xing Bailu was serious: "If my mother is reincarnated, she will only be four years old this year. Do you think it is not suitable for children?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

"Yan Qiao, I can't walk..." Xing Bailu began to act coquettishly, "You have to be responsible for my waist."

Yan Qiao squatted slightly: "Come up."

Lying on Yan Qiao's back, the surrounding wind was sunny and sunny, Xing Bailu was a little drowsy.

"Yan Qiao, let's go to the movies this afternoon."

"Okay, what do you want to see?"

"There is a comedy in the National Day file that is very funny. I saw it on the news yesterday. Let's watch it."

"it is good."

Before the movie came into play, Yan Qiao specially bought milk tea and popcorn for Xing Bailu.

"Yan Qiao, Yan Qiao!" Xing Bailu ran towards him, "There are also these chocolate beans here."

Yan Qiao took it over to the salesperson: "Check out together."

Xing Bailu couldn't help but said: "When we were in high school, I heard that this company seemed to have broken its capital chain. I thought it was going to close down. I didn't pay attention to it for a few years, but when I was in my junior year, you It was in a bunch of snacks that were sent to me!"

"Really?" Yan Qiao laughed when he saw him happy, it was because he asked his father to invest in this food company.

I remember that for a while in the previous life, Xiaolu kept buying all kinds of chocolate beans.

He also ate chocolate beans with him for a long time.

Xiaolu said it was not the taste he was looking for.

Yan Qiao asked him, "What kind of taste do you want?"

Xiaolu described this chocolate bean to him, and said that it was bought by his mother Li Shuyan all the time, and they would eat it together.Later, after Li Shuyan left, he would buy a box of chocolate beans when he missed his mother.

He said it was the smell of mother.

This is the only memory about Li Shuyan that Xiaolu ever mentioned to him.

So this time, Yan Qiao didn't want Xiaolu to lose her mother's flavor anymore.

Before walking out of the convenience store, Xing Bailu took apart the chocolate beans, fed one to Yan Qiao first, and then stuffed it into his own mouth: "Hurry up, the movie starts in 10 minutes."

"It's okay, the cinema is just opposite, you watch the car." Yan Qiao held his hand tightly to prevent him from running around.

Because it is the National Day holiday, the movie theater is almost crowded.

The two lined up to get in, just in time for the movie to start showing.

The movie is very funny, the whole movie theater is "hahaha", Xing Bailu's laughter is not high, almost laughing from the beginning to the end.

The light inside was very dark, and Yan Qiao just sat there looking at the people around him and smiling.

His little deer turned out to be such a happy person.

How did he drive such a fawn to commit suicide then?

Yan Qiao's heart twitched suddenly, he subconsciously stretched out to hold Xing Bailu's hand, and Xing Bailu smiled and leaned against Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao still looked down at him, she should protect him well in this life, and never let him get hurt again.

After watching the movie, the two went to eat hot pot before returning to Mitaki Bend.

As soon as the car drove halfway, Xing Bailu fell asleep.

Afraid of waking him up, Yan Qiao slowly slowed down the car.

The street lamps outside were glowing with old yellow light, which shone scatteredly on Xing Bailu's face. He was in such a deep sleep that he didn't even wake the car next to him by honking his horn twice.

After the car accident, he lost the weight he gained from eating so hard.

The more Yan Qiao thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

The car drove into the courtyard of Xing's house, but Yan Qiao didn't wake him up, just as he carried him out, Fang Conglin came running in from the outside and said, "Damn it, Lao Yan, you finally come back..."

"Shh." Yan Qiao signaled him to be silent, and mouthed - fell asleep.

Fang Conglin: "..."

Fang Conglin suppressed his voice: "What time is it, wake him up."

Yan Qiao gave him a cold look, and carried him upstairs.

Fang Conglin feels that every time he sees Yan Qiao and Xing Bailu getting along, he can infinitely refresh his three views. When Yan Qiao came down, he pulled him into the yard and said, "Old Yan, you are too selfless in this love affair." Today I have seen what it means to hold it in your hand for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting."

Yan Qiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "What are you doing in Tongcheng?"

"Look for my senior." Fang Conglin said, "I'll sleep at your place tonight."

Yan Qiao frowned: "I haven't lived in my house for many years, how can I live?"

Fang Conglin widened his eyes: "Then where do you live?"

Yan Qiao pointed to the upstairs.

Fang Conglin: "..."

"Then what should I do? How about you help me talk about it and let me stay at my senior's house?"

Yan Qiao sneered: "Are you sick? You live at your brother's house, isn't it ready?"

Fang Conglin looked unhappy: "You are not enough friends! How can you only think about your own happiness?"

Just as he was talking, Yan Qiao's cell phone rang. He looked down and walked in immediately: "My little deer has woken up."

Fang Conglin: "..." This old Yan is too thorough, right?

When Yan Qiao went upstairs, Xing Bailu was sitting on the bed.

Xing Bailu looked up at him, yawned and said, "Why didn't you wake me up, my back hurts from sleeping in the car."

Seeing that he was about to rub his back with his backhand, Yan Qiao went to bed and pulled him over: "Does it hurt here?"

"Go to the left."

"here?"

"Ah."

Yan Qiao rubbed him: "I see that you are sound asleep, so I don't have the heart to call you."

Xing Bailu sneered: "If you spoil me so much, I will be lawless in the future."

Yan Qiao chuckled: "Why do you want to be lawless?"

Xing Bailu turned around and threw Yan Qiao onto the bed. He lay on his chest and kissed him, and looked at him seriously: "Yan Qiao, why are you so kind to me?"

"Is that all right?" Yan Qiao hugged him, and said with some distress, "Why are you so easily satisfied?"

Not enough, fawn, not enough.

Xing Bailu was a little speechless for a moment, isn't that good?

In his previous life, he liked Lu Mingjia so much. When he chased after him for being nice to him, Lu Mingjia almost never took the initiative to respond to him.

But Yan Qiao was different, he was gentle and considerate, and he treated him very well.

Xing Bailu leaned over and kissed his lips: "You are very kind to me, so good that I am willing to give you everything."

"You have always said that you were flustered before. If I were with you and helped you share some bad luck, I would be very happy."

After the car accident, Xiao Lu's words suddenly rang in his ears.

Yan Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and he sat up almost instinctively.

Xing Bailu fell on the bed, looked up at him in surprise: "Yan Qiao?"

Yan Qiao frowned: "I don't want you to give me everything, I just want you to be good!"

Xing Bailu sat up: "I'm fine, aren't I?"

Yes, now Xiaolu is fine in front of him.

But as long as Yan Qiao thinks that he may be injured and in danger in the future, Yan Qiao will be terrified!

"Yan Qiao?" Xing Bailu crawled over, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Qiao stretched out his arms to hug him: "I'm sorry, I just suddenly remembered the car accident, and I'm a little scared."

Xing Bailu could feel that his heart was beating very fast. In fact, Xing Bailu was also very scared that time, but now Yan Qiao's leg is fine, and Yan Jicheng and his wife are fine. This matter is over, just like his little finger that was saved.

He lightly patted Yan Qiao's back to comfort him: "It's okay, it's over."

Yan Qiao hugged him for a while, then suddenly kissed him.

He kissed tenderly and affectionately.

Xing Bailu panted lightly: "First, take a bath first."

Yan Qiao carried him directly to the bathroom.

Halfway through the wash, neither of them could hold back and did it directly in the bathroom.

The shower was dripping water densely, and the entire shower room was foggy, filled with the tempting smell of hormones.

The two washed it again.

After sleeping on the bed, Xing Bailu groaned and said with a frown: "Next time, let's stay on the bed."

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiao turned to look at him.

Xing Bailu blushed a little: "I really can't stand."

Yan Qiao leaned over to touch the tip of his nose: "Is your waist okay?"

Xing Bailu snorted: "What do you think?"

Yan Qiao said seriously: "I won't bother you tomorrow."

Xing Bailu put his arms around his neck: "But you are going back to Ninghai in a few days, and you have to go on a business trip for about a week. What if I miss you then?"

Yan Qiao laughed angrily: "Then you can't be so unrestrained, you said during the day that your waist feels uncomfortable after standing for a long time, and I'm afraid you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Xing Bailu didn't care at all: "Anyway, it's a holiday, so if I can't get up, I'll just lie down."

Yan Qiao was a little panicked: "I'm afraid that your father will break my leg."

Xing Bailu smiled lightly: "Which one?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

"I'm not joking with you anymore." Xing Bailu smiled and posted it again, "I like you so much, my father is reluctant to beat you."

Yan Qiao sighed, and kissed him on the forehead: "Hey, go to sleep."

The National Day holiday came to an end in the blink of an eye.

It was probably because the two of them were a little crazy at night in the past few days, and Xing Bailu was not in a good mood during the day.

When I got up in the morning, I said that my back hurts like a baby, and then asked Yan Qiao: "Did you hug me to sleep while I was asleep again last night? It must have been crushed by your arm."

Yan Qiao felt distressed and hugged him over for a good massage.

Xing Bailu leaned on his shoulder: "Are you leaving this afternoon?"

"Ah."

"I suddenly feel even more uncomfortable." Xing Bailu said lazily, "Where are you going on a business trip? Why don't you take me along."

It was rare for Yan Qiao not to follow him: "You are too tired these few days, take a good rest at home for two days."

Xing Bailu snorted: "Who did that?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

Xing Bailu said sincerely again: "Of course, I also asked for it myself."

Yan Qiao: "..."

"Why don't you speak?" Xing Bailu raised his head.

Yan Qiao held his face and kissed him.

Xing Bailu frowned: "Are you going to give me a hard time before leaving?"

Yan Qiao hurriedly shook his head: "I didn't..."

"Then you come." Xing Bailu lay down on his back directly.

Yan Qiao was angry and funny, leaned over and hugged him: "I don't want to torment you anymore."

Xing Bailu hung around his neck: "I miss you before you leave."

"Baby..." Yan Qiao hugged him tightly, wanting to take Xiaolu away.

But not now.

Xing Bailu originally wanted Yan Qiao to drive away in his own car, and then drive back when he came to pick him up.

But Yan Qiao said to leave the car for Xing Bailu to travel, so he called Lao Zhang to pick him up.

The car had already driven out of Xing's courtyard for a while, Yan Qiao saw that Xing Bailu was still standing at the gate of the courtyard watching, he couldn't bear it, and looked away.

Lao Zhang handed over a cowhide document bag on the co-pilot: "Assistant Chang told you."

Yan Qiao opened the file bag and pulled out a thick stack of documents inside.

It contains all the information of the website that Wang Yuan signed, including the information and contact information of the legal person and the person in charge of the website.

Yan Qiao carefully browsed through all of them. Compared with those senior literature websites that have been operating for more than ten or twenty years, it is still a small website, and it has not been established for more than five years.

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Yan Qiao took Chang Chuan to meet the person in charge of the website.

The person in charge was Zeng Jing, who was wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses and looked rather bookish. When she saw Yan Qiao go in, she stood up immediately: "Mr. Yan, hello, hello."

Yan Qiao shook hands with her: "Miss Zeng, sit down."

Zeng Jing brought a bunch of documents: "I didn't expect Mr. Yan to be interested in online novels. It's our honor that you chose our website."

Yan Qiao got straight to the point: "I won't say any more polite words. Since I said I would vote, I will vote for you. You know, our Yan Group has its own theaters and has invested in several online broadcasting platforms. When the time comes, the website The road of film and television novels will go better."

Zeng Jing was very happy: "Then why don't I first introduce to you the current situation of our website and the future development plan." She said and took out the document, "Actually, we..."

"Oh, you don't need any of these." Yan Qiao thought of her, "Taizhu Chang has already told me in detail, and I understand it. Of course, I am only investing now, and the executor is Ms. Zeng. After this point It won't change either."

Zeng Jing probably didn't expect that such a pie in the sky would fall on her head, so she kept saying yes.

Yan Qiao then asked Chang Chuan to show her the prepared contract: "Miss Zeng can go back and think about it for a few days, and we'll sign the contract after we've made a decision."

After Zeng Jing went back, she became anxious. The team held an emergency meeting, made various analysis and predictions, and of course did some research on the Yan Group.

Things went much smoother than Yan Qiao had imagined. Three days later, Zeng Jing contacted Yan Qiao and agreed to cooperate.

It happened that Yan Qiao had several meetings in a row that day, so he postponed the meeting to the next day.

The next afternoon, after the two parties met, they successfully signed the contract.As a shareholder of the website, Yan Qiao easily obtained the background management authority of the website.

Although the administrator cannot log in to the author's background to check the author's income, he can see how much each author gives to the website.

Yan Qiao asked Chang Chuan to check.

Chang Chuan took a deep breath: "Mr. Xiaoyan, in May, the book being serialized under Wang Yuan's name created 5 share income for the website! Because it is a small website, the share with the author is 90 percent, that is to say, Wang Yuan’s e-subscription income reached 5 million in May!”

Yan Qiao sneered: "Is this normal?"

"Uh..." Chang Chuan said, "It might be normal if you are the top author of a website with a particularly high traffic volume, but it is definitely not normal for an author like Wang Yuan who earned hundreds of thousands of dollars in the past few months."

Yan Qiao called Zeng Jing directly and asked about Wang Yuan's income in May.

Zeng Jing is honest: "At that time, we were really scared, because the effect of her book recommendation in the early stage was mediocre, and the highest daily income was just over 100. But in May, her book also had a lot of words, so we sent it to her. With omni-channel, the money suddenly increased.”

Yan Qiao frowned: "So it's normal?"

Zeng Jing said: "Xiaoyan is always on her own, so I will tell the truth. According to the data, her book has a sudden increase in new user subscriptions. It seems that there is no problem. But it is actually very problematic, because even if it is all channels, it is impossible to have this kind of traffic.”

"Can I check the specific IDs of those subscribers?"

"I'm afraid this won't work, because now the website also allows readers who don't have real names to buy." After Zeng Jing finished speaking, she added, "Don't worry, Xiaoyan, our website has absolutely no secret operations. There are very rich people who come to this circle to play, just to gain some fame for themselves, besides, her so much money is also shared with the website, for us, it is still profitable."

"I see." Yan Qiao took up the cord, threw the phone directly on the desk, and slowly tightened his fingers holding the edge of the desk.

Too clever.

In this way, the money is deposited into the background of Wang Yuan's author account. As long as she does not withdraw the money, the money will always be stored in the third-party author account of the website, not on the bank card.So Chang Chuan went forward for three years and checked all the accounts of everyone in their family. They were all clean and there was no problem at all!

After the limelight passed, the money was raised without anyone noticing it!

The opponent's target is Yan Jicheng and Tong Qian!

Yan Qiao's breathing was a little heavy: "Do you think Wang Yuan knows about it?"

Chang Chuan said: "I met her before the car accident was over, and it was the second time I saw her at Xinyue Hotel. It gave me the feeling that she was more like earning money and wanting to show off in front of her classmates. .”

"She may not know