Grandpa is tired of this long-distance love run

"Where do you live? I'll take you back." Yan Feiran asked.

Chu Jianan bit her finger and said nothing for a while.

Seeing his hesitation, Yan Feiran was considerate and didn't ask any further questions.Everyone has his own story. Chu Jianan must have encountered something when he was walking alone in the rainy night in the middle of the night. He has no habit of prying into other people's privacy.

"If you have nowhere to go, I can take you in for a night."

He has to go back to the hospital soon, and the house is also empty, so it's okay for Chu Jianan to stay temporarily for a few days.

"Ah, no...no need." Chu Jianan hastily waved his hand to refuse.He knew the huge gap between himself and Yan Feiran, and he didn't dare to bother him anymore.

After thinking about it, Chu Jianan finally reported an address, which is the only place he can go back to now.

Hearing the address, Yan Feiran was slightly surprised.

It was the most prosperous area in Beijing, and even the rent was not affordable for Chu Jianan who just debuted.He also knows a thing or two about the style of New World Entertainment. Although he will not treat artists badly, if the company rents them for him, he will not choose that place.

However, he didn't ask much.

Half an hour later, the sports car stopped slowly on the side of the road.

"Mr. Yan, thank you." Chu Jianan thanked again sincerely.

"Fool, don't be so polite." Yan Feiran rubbed his hair, the rain-soaked hair was already half-dried, and the touch was unexpectedly soft and silky.

"The competition is over, I am no longer your mentor, just call me Feiran." He looked at Chu Jianan kindly, and did not treat him as an outsider.

Chu Jianan was a little confused.

In his heart, the gap between Yan Feiran and him is like heaven and earth, how dare he make a mistake.

"Mr. Feiran."

Yan Feiran laughed, he was still a teacher.

Fine.

He pressed the car door lock, raised his chin towards the few street lights outside the window, and said, "It's getting late, you should go back and take a hot shower and get a good night's sleep."

"Life is still long, and one day you will understand my words." Yan Feiran took out a business card from the car, wrote his personal number on it and handed it to Chu Jianan, saying: "If anything happens to you, just Find me. If you can’t reach me, find my assistant.”

"I see, thank you Teacher Feiran." Chu Jianan thanked again, took the business card with both hands, with a respectful gesture.

He didn't know why Yan Feiran wanted to help him, and he didn't know where the other party's kind attitude came from.But the kindness in Yan Feiran's eyes, he can't be mistaken.

The rain was a little weaker than before, but still pattering.

Yan Feiran took out an umbrella from the glove box at the car door and handed it to Chu Jianan. Chu Jianan shook his head and said, "No need, I'll just run there for a few minutes."

How polite.

Yan Feiran retracted his umbrella, watched Chu Jianan's back running in the rain, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's nice to be young.

In the rain-washed city, there is a fresh smell in the air.Bring back the summer heat as the sun rises in the east.

As soon as the stock market opened, Canying's stock rose all the way as a winner, showing a stable and healthy curve.

Sheng Jin took off her gold-rimmed glasses, and pressed her tired eye sockets with her hands.He is mildly nearsighted and only wears glasses when he is at work.

The secretary knocked on the door lightly, walked in with a cup of steaming coffee in his hand, and put it on the table.

Taking two steps back, she looked at the tablet in her hand and said, "Mr. Sheng, the restaurant has already made an appointment at noon. Director An made an appointment at 05:30 in the afternoon. At [-]:[-], a financial reporter wanted to interview you, and at the same time, Panying had an investment project. I would like to invite you to participate."

"The interview was postponed, and I went to the investment conference."

Last night he appeared in the live broadcast of the "National Idol" finals, so it's no surprise that a reporter came to his door today.But his goal has been achieved, and he doesn't need to show up deliberately.

Glancing at his watch, he took his coat and went out, driving to a garden restaurant on the top floor in the west of the city.

The exquisite European style based on white, the glass isolates the summer heat, allowing people in it to enjoy the coolness brought by modern technology.

Sheng Jin entered the reserved box, asked the waiter to serve a cup of black tea first, and slowly sipped it while watching the busy traffic downstairs.

Humans are really complex creatures.

It is obviously a concrete forest made of steel bars, but it just wants to create an illusion of being in nature.It seems that this can deceive myself and continue to feel at ease.

"If you love me, please stop your self-justification."

This sentence came to mind unexpectedly, and he remembered Yan Feiran's stage last night: he is white, and everything else is black.There was only that person left in the world, calmly talking about his persistence.

One person and one qin can fill the whole stage, singing about the chaos in the world and the mortal world.

In front of Yan Feiran, he is a worthless layman.

While meditating, a gentle female voice sounded next to my ear: "Mr. Sheng, what are you thinking about?"

Spencer looked at him with a big smile.

Under the sun, she has long golden hair and charming color, white skin and blue eyes, like an elf from ancient times, noble and beautiful.

She had been sitting here for a while, but Sheng Jin didn't notice it at all.Looking at the man's handsome profile, she couldn't help guessing in her heart: what was he thinking so obsessively?

Sheng Jin turned her head, without the usual gentle smile on her face, her expression was alienated and indifferent.

"Miss Spencer," he gestured for the waiter to bring the food, and said, "I've ordered the food, and I hope it suits your appetite."

Spencer was a little surprised.

According to the data, Sheng Jin is a mild-mannered person who will not embarrass others.The short meeting last time also fits this description, he is a gentleman in her mind.

But today, he was the one who took the initiative to make an appointment, ordering food without asking his opinion.

There is an undeniable strength.

Spencer lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "I would like it."

She appreciates this strength.

A meal is eaten quietly.Both of them had been trained in strict aristocratic etiquette and could not hear any noise from the meal when necessary.

Like this time.

Spencer took a sip of the fragrant mushroom soup, and peeked at Sheng Jin opposite him.

Sheng Jin focused intently on the delicious food in front of him, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.The posture is calm and elegant, with a kind of indifference that rejects others thousands of miles away, aloof and noble.

This kind of temperament made her want to stop.

At the end of lunch, the waiter served the last dessert.

After Spencer put down the knife and fork in his hand, Sheng Jin withdrew his eyes from looking at the sky, and said solemnly: "Miss Spencer, I think you know very well that I have a lover and I will never marry you."

Spencer took a white napkin and wiped the corners of his lips, and smiled slightly, "You broke up." She had investigated Sheng Jin and knew about his past with Yan Feiran.

She looked up at Sheng Jin and said, "What he can give you, I can. What I can give you, he can't. Mr. Sheng, why are you so stubborn?"

"I met your grandfather. He was a very kind old man and a wise man at the helm." Spencer gently put down the napkin in his hand, and said, "I think he would be very happy to have me as his grandson-in-law."

If she can get this man, she doesn't mind using some means.

Threat?

Sheng Jin narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

He leaned his upper body toward Spencer, stretching his arms forward.Fu slowly retracted, put his arms on both sides of the table, folded his hands in front of his eyes and supported his chin.

The whole process was like a ferocious beast gradually waking up after its territory was violated, Sheng Jin said in a slow tone: "Miss Spencer, why don't we negotiate a deal."

He didn't want to.

I thought it would have a decent ending.

It seems that we still have to solve the problem in the way Spencer is used to.

Spencer's eyes widened in surprise, then he smiled brightly and said, "Please tell me, Mr. Sheng. If it's about a postnuptial agreement, as long as it doesn't involve family interests, I can cooperate."

She softened her voice and said softly: "If you can't let Mr. Yan go, I don't mind."

Which couple is not like this in a political marriage oriented by family interests?It is rare luck for her to have a husband she loves.

As for where her husband's heart is, she can't control it, and she doesn't want to.

Sheng Jin let go of his folded hands, shook his index finger at Spencer, and said, "I'm really sorry, you were wrong."

He lit up the phone screen on the table, opened a photo, turned the phone around, and pushed towards Spencer.

Spencer only took one look, the smile froze on the corners of his lips, and his face paled.Like a flower that was blooming brightly, it suddenly encountered severe winter frost.

No longer calm, only the panic of being caught off guard remained in his eyes.

The photo is not a scourge, but an innocent little girl with blond hair.About five or six years old, with a pair of blue eyes exactly like Spencer.

She looked at the camera and smiled so much that she showed her little canine teeth, she was pretty and cute.

"What do you mean?" Spencer asked, his voice tense.

"What do you think?" Sheng Jin asked back.

Spencer closed his eyes and said, "I don't understand."

"Miss Spencer, you and I are smart people, so there is no need to pretend to be stupid?" Sheng Jin said, "I can help her get a legal birth certificate in Eagle Country, on the condition that you persuade my grandfather not to interfere My marriage is free."

Spencer paled, "What if I say no?"

Sheng Jin tapped the table lightly with her fingers, and said calmly, "I thought there was no need to make the scene so ugly."

The little girl in the photo is the illegitimate daughter Spencer secretly gave birth to when he was in college.

I thought youth was hot, and I had no regrets for love.Unexpectedly, just after his daughter was born, the man turned his head and went to bed with his best friend, and laughed at her and said, "Miss, you are so serious?"

Spencer was badly injured and had to face the problem alone with tears in his eyes.

The family rules have always been very strict, you can play casually, but it is quite different to have children who are not allowed.

She is not short of money, and she raised her daughter without telling the truth, but because she couldn't use the power of the family to obtain the birth certificate, her daughter is still a black household.

Spencer has been so active in this political marriage, it's a later story to fall in love with Sheng Jin, and accepting Fang Xu's invitation is even more smooth sailing.The real reason is that her daughter has reached school age, let alone aristocratic schools, she can't even go to an ordinary elementary school and cannot receive education.

If he can marry Sheng Jin smoothly, not to mention getting a husband he likes, he can take the illegitimate daughter to his side in the name of adoption after marriage, so that she can receive the best noble education.

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-0913:03:23-2022-07-0923:27:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: CANDLE and Xiaoban 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!