Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 806 This is 5 yuan

Today Song Sihui and Song Xuan played so much emotional cards, Yan Zhen was only shaken in his heart, and wanted to ask Anya's opinion before speaking.

At this time, the filter of the relationship between Song Sihui and Song Sihui faded away, and Yan Zhen thought more calmly.

Song Sihui's "brother-in-law" even made Yan Zhen suspicious:
Back then, was it because of her friendship that Song Sihui came to Daqiao Village to visit her and sent her 100 yuan, or was it because of Chu Jia's entrustment...

Even in the first case, it is absolutely impossible for her to use her son to repay the favor back then, the 100 yuan!

Yan Zhen picked up the mobile phone and dialed Wang Xueli's phone: "Shirley, you open two private rooms in the hotel right away, come over again, and take my two friends here to settle in."

Putting down the phone, Yan Zhen turned to look at Yao Zhi, "I asked my assistant to open a room for you. It's in a nearby hotel. She'll pick you up in a while."

Yao Zhi repeatedly declined: "No, no, how embarrassing it is, we are here to visit Ling Ying, why bother you and cause you trouble..."

"When Yanshan was in the army, you and your wife cared a lot. How can this be considered disturbing?"

Yan Zhen dispelled Yao Zhi's refusal with just a few words, "Besides, it's very late now, we adults can find a place to live in the cold wind, you can't drag the child to blow it with you, can you?

What's more, as you saw just now, I'm just a matter of phone calls. My assistant has already made arrangements at the moment, so there is no trouble here. "

This time, Yao Zhi was in a hurry and couldn't buy a seat ticket. He and his son had to squeeze the train station for several hours. He really felt sorry for his tired son.

Hearing Yan Zhen's words, Yao Zhi hesitated for a moment, then stopped declining: "Sister Yan, thank you so much.

It's a bit late, I'll take Lele to rest in a while, and we'll come over to visit Ling Ying tomorrow.

If you need our help, you just tell me, I dare not boast about anything else, both Ling Ying and Xiao An like the food I cook.

And Sister Yan, you can tell me what flavor you like here, if Ling Ying can eat some soup, I will bring all the ingredients for the soup..."

Yan Zhen thanked her with a smile, and when Wang Xueli came over, she explained carefully how she had arranged the people, and then gave her a separate instruction:
"Shirley, tomorrow morning, you go to the bank to withdraw 5 yuan to send to Song Sihui, and then tell them that you don't need to come over tomorrow.

Let’s just say that I’m tired after staying here for a whole day, and I’ll rest in the hotel tomorrow, and I’ll call them when I’m done resting.

Also, after you send the money over tomorrow, do something for me..."

Wang Xueli listened carefully with her breath held, with a trace of surprise in her eyes: "Mr. Yan—"

Seeing Yan Zhen looking over, he nodded quickly, "Alright Boss Yan, I'll check it out as soon as I send the money tomorrow."

Yan Zhen waved his hand, and after sending Yao Zhi and the others away, he returned to the ward.

Hong Xing had already helped Ling Yanshan turn over, rubbed and washed him. Seeing Yan Zhen came back, he went back to the next room to rest.

After all, the big man is rough in his work. Seeing that the sides of his son's nose are still a little oily, Yan Zhen twisted the towel with warm water, wiped his son carefully, and whispered to him:
"Shanzi, mom almost made a mistake today. If Xiaoyao hadn't come over, if mom asked Xiaoya for her opinion tomorrow, it would definitely hurt her..."

I don't know if it's because I heard her words, or because I felt a little uncomfortable after wiping, the word "Chuan" appeared on the center of Ling Yanshan's brows.

Yan Zhen raised his eyes and saw it, stretched out his finger and stroked it lightly: "Okay, don't frown, Mom knows that Song Sihui and her daughter are lying.

Don't worry, if Song Xuan dared to do such a thing to you, how could Mom let her come to you?

Regardless of whether Song Sihui sent the 100 yuan from the bottom of his heart or because of Chu Jia, it really solved a lot of difficulties for me at that time.

My mother assumed that Song Sihui came to see us sincerely and gave us 100 yuan.

I will pay her 100 times the 500 yuan back then, but Song Xuan must be punished for what I did to you back then..."

If it was a Holy Mother, it would be impossible for Yan Zhen not only to survive after escaping, but also to establish his own auction house tenaciously, and to fight for his place among foreign counterparts.

Those who are kind to her, she will repay, and those who have hatred towards her, she will even take revenge!

The precious son who has been lingering in my heart for so many years, was treated like this by Song Xuan unscrupulously. Not to mention that Song Sihui is just Yan Zhen's classmate and friend, even if she is Yan Zhen's sister, Yan Zhen will also treat her mercilessly. fight back...

Song Sihui never thought that Yan Zhen would know about Song Xuan so quickly. When she woke up early in the morning, she was still thinking about how to coax Yan Zhen to settle the matter of Ling Yanshan and Song Xuan today.

If it hadn't been for the consideration that Yan Zhen was guarding Ling Yanshan in the hospital yesterday, they would have gone there too early today, and they would be too eager to reveal clues, and would make Yan Zhen feel that his rest was interrupted, and he would be in a bad mood. I can't wait to go out as soon as I wake up.

Song Xuan didn't think as much as her mother. After waking up and eating the breakfast Song Sihui bought, she became anxious: "Mom, let's go to the Military General Hospital now!"

Song Sihui poured another half a glass of milk for her daughter and passed it over: "Xuanxuan, drink some more milk, we are not in a hurry to go there so early.

Yesterday, your aunt Yan was going to watch the night in the ward, and she is probably still resting right now, so let's wait a while before we go. "

This time has to be pinpointed, neither too urgent nor too late...

Song Sihui was analyzing Yan Zhen's previous habits, and was making calculations in her heart, when someone knocked on the door suddenly: "Excuse me, is Ms. Song there?"

Recognizing the voice of Wang Xueli, Yan Zhen's assistant who sent them back yesterday, Song Sihui hurried over and opened the door:

"Yes, Miss Wang! Are you really looking for me for coming so early?
Have you eaten yet, would you like to have something with me?Come in first, it's cold outside—"

In just a few words, he was considerate to almost every aspect.

Wang Xueli stood at the door with a smile and did not go in: "I won't go in, I have something to do in a while."

As he spoke, he took out a thick bag tied with kraft paper from his bag, which looked like a tome,
"Ms. Song, here is 5 yuan. Boss Yan asked me to send it to you. Please accept it, Ms. Song. This is Boss Yan's thanks to you for helping her back then."

Song Sihui's eyes lit up instantly.

Back then, I gave Yan Zhen 100 yuan, and now I give her back 5 yuan. Yan Zhen really made a fortune abroad, and he is really rich!

She just said, Yan Zhen has a lot of money now, and it is impossible to just give her a cashmere coat and two cans of American ginseng...

(End of this chapter)