Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 210 Mr. Yan, why don't you have a sweetheart first?
When Ke Wan'er arrived, Jue Yanxi's car was still parked there, so she had no choice but to walk over and knock on the window, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xijue looked up at her, shook his head slightly, got out of the car and walked inside.

When entering the door, Ke Wan'er finally saw Su Anqian who was chatting and laughing with an old man, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "No matter how many rich men are chasing after him, does Su Anqian like this one? The taste is quite unique. "

Ke Wan'er didn't know when Su Anqian came back, but after all, she didn't like this person very much.

While talking, asked someone to find a more secluded place, raised his hand and pressed his brows, the drunkenness was still gone, and he was not very comfortable.

It is said that the two came to discuss the details of the wedding, but in fact, no one is willing to say more.

Ke Wan'er looked at him, "Let's leave it to the wedding company. Anyway, I have no experience, and you don't have time. I don't have much requirements for what to do, what do you think?"

Yan Xijue's expression was indifferent, he had always been like this towards her recently, he didn't reject her, but he didn't show enthusiasm either.

Nodded, said a word in a low voice: "Okay."

Ke Wan'er also looked in the direction of Su Anqian, and continued: "The guests who want to have a banquet, there is nothing special here, there are only one or two people in the circle, just treat them privately, yours You can figure it out yourself?"

He is still the word.

Ke Wan'er frowned. Although she didn't ask for anything, he had been indifferent for a long time, which inevitably made people uncomfortable. After all, she was a woman and liked the feeling of being valued.

So, halfway through lunch, she had to say that she had something to do first.

Yan Xijue looked at her, but didn't hold her back, he just said: "Don't work too hard, rest more and drink less when you have time."

It was only then that Ke Wan'er knew that it wasn't that he didn't put his mind on her, at least he knew that she was still hungover.

She forced a smile, "Well, I know."

Yan Xijue was the only one left at the table, holding the almost cold tea in his hand, looking in another direction without obvious eagerness, just like looking at the scenery from afar.

Su Anqian sat opposite the old gentleman, with a faint smile on his face.

Regarding the idea of ​​buying the hotel, the old man said: "I have read the news here before I came here. Many people covet you, not only because of your skills, but also because of your conditions. You are the object of pursuit, but if you buy this place and be promoted to regional president, at least your status will be different, and some wolves in human clothing will automatically withdraw."

Su Anqian was originally smiling, because he didn't expect him to read the gossip news and the news about being harassed by people in the hotel.

In the end, she stopped laughing and looked at the president seriously, "Sometimes I think you look like my dad."

He really took care of her like a daughter.

The old man waved his hands and smiled, "I'm a businessman. If you're not good, you have nothing to gain. How can I treat you well?"

These words are frank enough, Su Anqian is still young, "I like your straightforward nature!"

"Then I'll discuss the acquisition?" Su Anqian asked.

The old man thought for a while, "You arrange someone to explore first, if we can't talk, we will open a new deal on the opposite side, maybe he will take the initiative to let it out."

This trick was a bit damaging, but before she even said a word, the old man knew what she was going to say, "I know you have feelings for this place. After all, the boss treats you well, but this is a business. Don't worry, the price can't be lost to him."

While talking here, Su Anqian looked up inexplicably, and saw a pair of eyes by such a coincidence, so accurate that she didn't even know how to look away.

Yan Xijue had already raised his glass to greet her from afar, so naturally, as if he had never had any past with her.

She moved the corner of her mouth almost stiffly.

The old gentleman looked over, and then he was slightly curious, "Know?"

Su Anqian could only smile, "Old acquaintance."

The old man looked at Yan Xijue again, of course he knew it was Yan Xijue, and nodded himself, "It's really outstanding at first glance."

This kind of evaluation is considered high, Su Anqian didn't say anything, but in the next second, his expression was not right.

Yan Xijue had already withdrawn his gaze from her, because the corner of his clothes was being torn.

Looking down, he saw a little guy who was almost a little higher than his knees looking up at him.

Yan Xijue put down his wine glass, looked around, frowned slightly, he had never been in contact with a child, he just thought this child was good-looking, and stared at him solemnly.

Thin lips pursed, before asking, "Are you lost?"

Qiuqiu let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, and stretched out his little hand very solemnly.

Yan Xijue didn't respond because he didn't know what he was going to do.

Qiuqiu sighed helplessly, grabbed his hand, shook hands, and introduced him very formally: "Hi, let's get to know each other formally, my name is Su Li!"

Only then did Yan Xijue move the corners of his mouth slightly, not to smile, but a lot gentler, "What a coincidence, your surname is Su?"

and also?
Qiuqiu frowned, "Isn't your surname Yan?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Well... my sweetheart's surname is Su."

Ah...ah?Qiuqiu stared at him suddenly, "Do you have a sweetheart?"

Yan Xijue was finally amused by his ever-changing little expression. Although the little guy always had a serious face, he didn't know how to communicate with children, and he seemed a little reserved, but he bent his mouth, "Do you know me?"

Qiuqiu nodded seriously, and was a little frustrated, "Yes, I have been following you for a long time." Then he looked at him tentatively, "Mr. Yan, can I trouble you not to have a sweetheart first?"

Yan Xijue was a little puzzled, just about to ask, but a person stepped forward quickly, and said in a cold voice, "Qiaoqiu!"

Yan Xijue raised his head and looked at Su Qinchen who hadn't seen him for more than half a year. He didn't react for a while, but just looked at him indifferently, and then at the child.

Su Qinchen was expressionless, and pulled his nephew to him, "Why are you so disobedient, where did uncle make you wait?"

Qiuqiu expressed his innocence, "Uncle, you only care about talking about beauties, it's you who didn't like me."

Su Qinchen glared at him, but just happened to meet Ke Wan'er, after all, he was the employer, so he said a few more words in a polite manner, then turned his head and ran away as a kid, is he to blame?
Originally, I just wanted to let him take a look outside the hotel, but now I can see clearly.

After listening to their conversation, Yan Xijue's originally plain and indifferent expression twitched his thick eyebrows, full of deep thoughts.

The child called Uncle Su Qinchen, not uncle or uncle or elder brother.

So, whose son is he?

The hand on the knee was slightly tight, with indescribable tension, and his eyes were already on the woman on the other side.

(End of this chapter)