Chapter 87

At five o'clock in the afternoon, before Yan Shiqi went out, he received a late wechat reply from Cheng Yenan.

Big orange: are you sure you want to attend the Song family's dinner for free???

Yan Shiqi replied to him: Well, return the entrance fee. It's an acquaintance.

Big orange sent a picture: [pull black bar, drift bottle contact. JPG]

She looked at the mobile phone with a smile, and could roughly imagine the expression of Cheng Yenan.

Ten minutes later, Yan Shiqi changed into a light and intellectual long dress with suspenders, a white sweater and a red silver chain.

At the moment, in the downstairs living room, the inkstone father's face is sitting on one side, and even the lady's face is also tight. When they hear the voice, they cast their eyes one after another. When they see the inkstone, the lady immediately turns her head.

Inkstone army implicit warning glance at her, founder of the country word face look soft a bit, "wench, want to go out?"

"Dad Inkstone when seven slowly down the steps, "tonight about a dinner, I brought you a gift from Milan, put in your study."

Yan Jun nodded again and again, "well, I saw the fashion week, and played very well, girl, dad is proud of you."

Compared with Ms. Lian's indifference, Yan Jun had a special preference for her since childhood. When he heard his praise, Yan Shiqi felt hot and his eyebrows and eyes slowly relaxed, "thank you, Dad."

"Since you have an appointment, go and return quickly. Pay attention to safety on the way."

"Well, I'll go first!"

Yan Shiqi passes through the living room in the words of Yan Jun's advice. Yu Guang sees that Ms. Lian lowers her head and fiddles with her nails. She can't help but droop her eyes and leave the house.

In the living room, Yan Jun looks at her far away back. After taking back her sight, she falls on Lian Bixiu with a sharp expression. "What do you think, in front of a girl, you can't be a mother?"

On hearing this, Lian Bixiu suddenly turned around, his eyes dissatisfied with shangyanjun were suddenly excited, his voice was sharp and choked, "do you think I want to? It's not my fault to come to this point today! Yan Jun, our daughter... "

"All right!" Yan Jun heard the name, immediately interrupted her in a cold voice, "you remember, this name is not allowed to be mentioned in this family from now on! You should adjust your attitude towards the girl, otherwise I won't give you another chance to see her! "

Words fall, Yan Jun Yin with angry face up to leave, throw to Lian Bixiu a cold figure.

In the living room, there was only the intermittent whimpering of Lian Bixiu.

At the back door of the kitchen, several servants look at each other, so they are busy cautiously and carefully. Among them, someone takes out their mobile phone and quietly begins to edit information

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Yan Shiqi walks out of the gate of Yan's house. The iron gate behind him is just closed. When he turns around and raises his eyes, he sees a Lincoln parked on the side of the road in front of the door.

It's Qin Baiyu's car.

In the half open window, the man sat in the cab and looked at her through the faint afterglow.

Yan Shiqi stepped forward and stopped at the door of the car. He leaned inside and looked at it. "Why are you driving?"

The man opened the door, leaned out and settled in front of her. The slender figure covered her in a dark shadow.

His eyes were deep, and his eyes were shuttling around her. Finally, he looked into her clear and watery pupil, and joked seriously, "driver, get in the way."

Yan Shiqi

At that time, as far away as Qin's real estate headquarters, Zhuo Han, who was in the way, was frantically busy, shivering and sneezing!

In the car, Qin Baiyu skillfully drove away from Lin Road in front of Yan's house, turned the intersection, just met the red light, the car body was very stable, she heard the man say: "quarrel with your mother?"

Yan Shiqi looks at him in amazement. The desolation that can't be covered by his eyes is gradually floating between his brows