Wen wanwan's face changed, and her step subconsciously moved to Yan Shengli's side.

This man, she remembers.

It's the people around master Yan. He was in the hotel last time.

"Young master, Mr. Yan is waiting for you in the car."

The man made a "please" gesture and said respectfully to Yan Shengli.

Many boys and girls after school to see such a scene are excited to stop, attention and discussion.

"Isn't this master Yan?"

"Who is that man?"

"Wow! Look at that car over there! How cool

"I must have come to answer the young master! Rich people are different! "

"That wenwanwan's been polished! How can you ride such a luxury car

"Ho! Have you ever been in this kind of car before when I was Miss Chunyu? "

There are all kinds of voices around. Wen wanwan can't care about it. At the moment, his heart is a little confused. He doesn't know what it's about to find Yan Shengli.

"Young master, please."

The man reminded me again.

Yan Shengli looks at the car not far away, and frowns, but he still steps forward with compromise, and Wen wanwan also follows.

"I'm sorry, young master. Mr. Yan didn't say Miss Wen could go with us."

The man opens his mouth and stops Wen Wan.

Yan Shengli raised her deep amber eyes in displeasure.

"Are you teaching me to do things? Get out of the way

He opened his lips coldly, and suddenly reached out and took Wen wanwan's little hand with his fingers tightly clasped!

Wen wanwan's heart warms and looks up at Yan Shengli's perfect and elegant side face.

Angry look, very overbearing, very handsome.

The man really didn't stop him any more, so he had to follow him and respectfully opened the door of the carriage.

Yan Shengli takes Wen wanwan's hand and gets on the car. As soon as the door is closed, the car starts to start.

This extended version of luxury car has plenty of space and high-end environment. It looks like a mini box, but Wen wanwan feels very depressed, especially when he sees the old man sitting in front of him.

The partition blocks the driver's seat in front of him. Here, there are only three of them.

Wen wanwan sat nervously, one hand in Yan Shengli's palm, and the other hand was tightly tugging at the skirt.

She looked at the old man Yan, who seemed to be keeping his eyes closed. She turned around and looked at Yan Shengli.

Yan Shengli smiles, gives gentle comfort, and then turns her head.

"Grandfather, what can I do for you?"

Yan Shengli asked, but the old man didn't respond. He sat upright with crutches in his hands, but his eyes were closed.

"Grandfather."

Yan Shengli called again.

"When did my grandson become impatient?"

The old man finally opened his mouth and slowly opened his eyes, which were still smart with the traces of time.

Wen Wan Wan's heart was startled, and immediately thought of the agreement between her and the old man.

Old man Yan opened his eyes, first saw Wen wanwan, then moved his eyes to Yan Shengli.

"Indifferent, patience is as like as two peas."

Old man Yan said with deep meaning. Wen wanwan and Yan Shengli were stunned at the same time. Old man Yan raised his eyebrows with a smile.

"But I think if the person lying in the hospital bed now is Miss Wan, I'm afraid you would have been hard to sit down for a long time, a li?"

Hearing this, Yan Shengli understood, but Wen wanwan was more confused.

"In bed? Is anyone sick? "

She asked doubtfully, but she got a cold hum of discontent from master Yan.

"Yan Shengli, why did you drive Ziling out last night! If you hadn't driven her out, she would have had an accident! You not only indifference, but also cold-blooded to know that she had an accident, also with a nobody, and other girls sweet love! Is your heart made of iron