Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 156 Intentions?

For a long time, Yan Xijue didn't speak, and tapped his fingertips on the document in front of him, thoughtfully.

After a while, he got up from his seat, took his coat in one hand, and walked out without saying where he was going, Ji Cheng could only follow in a hurry.

It seems that these two days have become a rule, and when it is almost time to get off work, it starts to rain.

Su Anqian stood at the entrance of the hotel, frowning because she didn't bring an umbrella. Wherever she looked, she saw a familiar car parked at the entrance of the hotel, and her brows tightened.

Sure enough, Ji Cheng got out of the car and walked straight towards her. When he reached her, he handed over the umbrella, "Boss Yan invites you to get in the car, we have something to talk about."

She looked at the limousine without any particular resistance, and only used the tone she would treat a stranger, "You can talk in the hotel, it happens to be raining."

Ji Cheng was also patient, and smiled, "I can't decide on this."

Su An looked at the umbrella in Ji Cheng's hand, and then at the faint face in the car.

That's right, the grievances between them have long been unclear, right or wrong, gains and losses, because at the beginning they were all carriers for different purposes, and it is precisely because of this that they can treat them so indifferently now.

She suddenly felt that this state was very good.

He took the umbrella, walked over step by step, with a normal pace, and then got into the car.

But after the car drove out for a while, Yan Xijue didn't speak.

"Don't you have something to talk to me about?" She really couldn't think that Yan Xijue would have anything to talk to her about.

There was no intersection between them, except last night?Or is it about balls?

Her heart tightened suddenly, and she glanced at him. Yan Xijue's expression was calm, and she was relieved a little. He couldn't possibly know the existence of the child.

After a while, the man finally said in a low voice: "Have you heard about Mr. Pan?"

Su An lightly looked the same, and nodded, "I only found out at noon."

These words made Yan Xijue turn his head and look at her, and the corners of his mouth twitched inaudibly, "I didn't say it was related to you, the time span doesn't have to be too deliberate."

Su Anqian couldn't help but smile, "Mr. Yan is neither a policeman nor a family member. What should I do deliberately?"

Yan Xijue raised his eyebrows lightly, she still spoke in the same tone, plain and flat can be irritating.

"Mr. Yan came to me just to talk about this matter?" She still frowned and turned to look at him.

Yan Xijue gracefully folded his long legs, put his slender hands on his knees, looked out of the window indifferently, and turned back after hearing her question.

He does have other things.

"Are you coming back for something?" His voice was faint, and he couldn't hear the purpose.

Su An Qianmin pursed her lips, "It's just a personal matter."

Obviously, I don't want to talk to him too much.

Probably hearing her reluctance, Yan Xijue's face was calm, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't ask any more questions for a long time, but he didn't intend to let her get out of the car either.

In fact, Ji Cheng probably understood his master's feelings better.

It wasn't that he was completely lost in thought, at least he never had the situation after she came back, for example, Mr. Yan didn't write for a long time after reading the documents, for example, he woke up much later in the morning than in the past two years.

But the two of them now really don't have any place to meet, so it has to be said that Su Anqian chose a good job, perfectly avoiding possible negotiations with Mr. Yan.

Therefore, even if Boss Yan wants to take a look and say a few words, it is impossible to find an excuse to make an appointment, and it seems very reluctant to come today.

Sure enough, after being quiet for a long time, Su An looked at him shallowly, "I don't know anything about Mr. Pan, or...how could it be Mr. Yan's turn to ask questions about him?"

Knowing that she would ask this question, Yan Xijue seemed to be casually playing with the lighter, "Does this mean you don't want to talk to me?"

Su An shallowly pursed her lips, it was a tacit consent.

Yan Xijue continued: "He cooperates with me, so I naturally have to care about it. What if someone wants to use his hand to attack YSK?"

"What do you mean?" Su Anqian immediately understood what he meant, and her face was a little angry.

It's like saying that she used the surname Pan to get close to YSK with evil intentions?
"I think you have a shadow, right?" Su An frowned slightly, "Even so, what Mr. Yan said is violating my rights."

shadow?

Yan Xijue raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice was light, "Probably, Fu Yan's shadow."

All women feel weird.

Su Anqian didn't want to talk to him any more, "Let me go."

Yan Xijue looked out the car window, "It's raining."

The three words are very simple, maybe, he is out of a certain habit, Su Anqian is also stunned after hearing it, the picture seems to return to when we first met, and he is determined not to let her get in the rain.

But now there should be no reason.

She pursed her lips and was silent for a while.

Yan Xijue seemed to be talking to himself: "Don't be curious, even if I do it all over again, I will still choose that way, it's just the last step, maybe it will be different."

He would also choose to know her, marry her in secret, break the Su family, and make her suffer, but maybe he won't let her leave with dignity in a fit of anger.

Come back again, there is no intersection at all.

Su Anqian just automatically ignored the back and smiled, "Are all men the same as Mr. Yan? When I was young, or in a special period, the complex was very deep?"

Yan Xijue frowned inaudibly, he didn't know if he didn't agree with her words, or he didn't understand her meaning.

Su Anqian didn't look at him, but continued: "Isn't it? When you were young, you said that I accidentally slapped you, so young, do you know how to feel? So in the marriage based on purpose, occasionally give My little extravagant tenderness?"

Maybe she suddenly realized that those topics were mentioned, so she suddenly stopped talking and pursed her lips lightly.

Yan Xijue looked at her quietly for two seconds, then looked away, "When it comes to complex, no one can compare to Wan'er."

But he and Ke Wan'er couldn't develop that relationship.

In other words, his feelings for her were not fake.

It's just pointless to say it now.

Not long after, the man seemed to say casually and lightly: "It seems that there are quite a few men who have a deep affection for you?"

Speaking of complex, it is inevitable that people think of first love.

Coincidentally, her cell phone rang just in time.

At this point in time, she could actually guess who it was, and it was indeed Ye Ling. His name on the caller ID showed a heart and the word 'Ling', which was what Ye Ling had put in at the beginning, and she was not allowed to change it no matter what.

There is only so much space in the car, as long as Yan Xijue wants to see it, he can see the display on her screen.

And he did see it.

It turns out that the complex she mentioned does include the complex of a man's first love?
"Hello?" Su Anqian answered the phone with a very soft voice, which sounded gentle, which was too different from the plainness of the conversation just now.

"...haven't eaten yet...well, I know!"

Yan Xijue turned his head to look out the window, but he could imagine what Ye Ling on the other end of the phone said, he must be supervising her to finish her meal and go home early, etc.

"...Don't be too tired. Rest early and pay attention to your body." Her phone call was finally coming to an end. It didn't take a few minutes, but it still felt like a long time in this situation.

After hanging up the phone, the text message came in immediately.

She didn't do it on purpose, but she had already clicked on it, sent by Ye Ling.

"Text me when you get home." Then there was a big red heart and the ending of 'missing you' with a period, the whole sentence seemed plain and warm.

She was used to Ye Ling's little romance now, especially since he used these two words all the time, so she didn't think it was a big deal.

Looking up, he found that Yan Xijue's gaze was fixed on the phone screen without hesitation, and then his thin lips touched, "Passionate love?"

Su An frowned slightly, put away the phone, and didn't intend to answer.

These days Yan Xijue is calm and calm, but now for some reason, he couldn't hold back his lips, "What you call a complex is just turning back?"

It is said that good horses don't turn their backs. From what Su Anqian heard, he is just mocking her now.

And she closed her eyes, adjusted her expression, and even smiled inaudibly, with a polite face, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Mr. Yan... If it's okay, I'll get off here."

When he was about to speak, she added: "It doesn't matter if it rains. I can't ask Mr. Yan to take responsibility for my cold and illness. After all, we don't know each other well."

She really ran directly to the bus stop not far away in the rain. Although she could barely avoid the rain, she didn't hesitate at all.

Yan Xijue's car drove past her in less than a minute, making little splash.

Not surprisingly, she still caught a cold the next day.

One person called the sky should not work, and the earth didn't work, so he had to drink a glass of sugar water, and then called Wan Ge, the only person he had contacted after returning.

"Hello?" Ming Chengyan answered Lu Wange's call.

Listening to the evening song means that the relationship between the two has not been very good recently, but it seems that they still live together.

"She has something to do." Ming Chengyan saw Su Anqian's caller's name, so he said directly: "Let her call you later."

"Wait!" Su An's voice was a little dry, "You can tell Wan Ge directly, please come to my place, thank you."

She was afraid that she would not know if she would still have the strength to answer the phone.

Ming Chengyan frowned slightly, and Su Anqian's breath could be heard to be weak, but he didn't show concern at all, he just let out a "hmm".

After hanging up the phone, Ming Chengyan slightly narrowed his eyes, his refined face was facing the empty window, looking a little cold.

Su Anqian returned to Beicheng?
In other words, what happened to Su Qinchen in Beicheng is not a possibility, but the truth. It's just that he hasn't found any trace of Su Qinchen for so long.

Putting down the woman's phone, Ming Chengyan called Yan Xijue, and the subject of the call was the subject, "Su Anqian is back."

Yan Xijue is still in the most posture in the past two years: sitting at the desk, holding a pen.After listening to his words, there was no reaction, and the voice was low: "I know."

knowledge?

Ming Chengyan frowned inaudibly, "Have you seen it?"

"Why do you ask this?" Yan Xijue asked back.

Thinking about it, so Ming Chengyan didn't intend to ask her, but asked instead: "So Su Qinchen is really in Beicheng?"

Yan Xijue raised his eyebrows and joked slightly, "Afraid he will seek revenge from you?"

Ming Chengyan was not in the mood to joke with him, but just dropped a sentence when he hung up the phone: "Su Anqian seems to be seriously ill."

(End of this chapter)