Anjia walked to the door of her former rental house, where Qian Yaran, the daughter of the landlord Aunt Tong, was waiting for her.
Although the property in Dexiang has been transferred to Wen Qiao's name, the transfer speed is too fast, and Qian Yaran is still working as a rent collector in Dexiang, so many people don't know that the landlord in Dexiang has changed hands. Yes, I always thought that Aunt Tong was still the landlord of Dexiang, and Qian Yaran was the small landlord.
When she saw An Jia, Qian Yaran sighed and said to An Jia from a distance: "It doesn't matter if you leave, the memories here will never be good."
Qian Yaran noticed the old woman behind An Jia, glanced at her and ignored her.
An Jia chuckled and said: "Sister Yaran, during that time, I still want to thank you..."
Those who are truly good to you will take practical actions instead of words.
Song Jin repeatedly tried to use force on her, but it was Qian Yaran's appearance that helped her fight him off. In addition, Qian Yaran would appear at the door of her shop and chat with her from time to time. .
Overall, Qian Yaran's silent protection moved her even more.
Qian Yaran: "You're welcome. I won't be here after leaving Dexiang. Remember to protect yourself, okay?"
An Jia nodded and agreed. Then she seemed to have thought of something and asked, "When will you get married? Can you give me a copy of the invitation?"
Qian Yaran was very happy: "It's been confirmed. I will send you the invitation later..."
An Jia: "Yeah."
At this time, the old woman who asked Anjia for help heard their conversation and asked with a smile: "Xiaoran, you are getting married. Can you give me a copy of the invitation?"
Qian Yaran looked at her with a half-smile, and replied: "I originally wanted to give it to you, but considering that you have to take care of your son, I thought about it again and again, and finally didn't give it to you. But having said that, mother-in-law, should you rent the house to Come on, it’s almost three months. It’s not good for you to be dragging it on like this. I never mentioned it before because you had a son to take care of, and you are too old to work. Oh my, it makes me feel embarrassed. But I can’t help it, I still have a family to support..."
The old woman's face changed, and she said with embarrassment: "Come on, Xiaoran, when my guy gets a job, I will make up for the missing money. Oops, it's getting late, and I have to go back and cook for my son." That’s fine, otherwise you’ll have to scold me again when you’re hungry.”
Then it ran away like a savage beast.
Qian Yaran and An Jia looked at each other, and Qian Yaran said helplessly: "As you can see, there are all kinds of people living here. Just collecting rent is a headache. It's okay to meet honest people, but it's better to meet someone like her." This will give you a headache for a while, okay, just pack up and I will come get the keys later and send you an invitation."
An Jia hurriedly said: "Sister Yaran, I will send you the key later, and I will go to your place to get the invitation..."
Qian Yaran frowned and asked, "What about your things?"
An Jia: "Just put your things in the car, they won't be lost."
Qian Yaran: "Okay, you can come and give me the keys later..."
After explaining, Qian Yaran left, and An Jia entered the rented house and started cleaning up.
……
On the night when Yan Cheng took the bodyguard away, Nian Chengfu came back.
The heating was turned on in the villa. The first thing Nian Chengfu did when he came back was to unbutton his coat, put it on the wooden sofa, came to sit next to Wen Qiao, and naturally took her into his arms.
Wen Qiao was staring blankly at the computer because of Xinwen. Wen Qiao did not resist Nian Chengfu's move. Instead, he found a comfortable position and sat down, ready to continue thinking about Xinwen.
At this time, Nian Chengfu spoke.
"Yan Cheng told me about the bodyguard. At present, the bodyguard has no value. I asked him to deal with it directly."
"Oh, I see."
The answer was a bit perfunctory. After all, she was not interested in the bodyguard matter. She believed that Nian Chengfu would handle it well.
Seeing that she was not interested, Nian Chengfu buried his head in Wen Qiao's back and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Wen Qiao: "I'm thinking of a new article, I don't know what to write."
She found that writing novels was a matter of making money and not losing money. As long as the novel was well-written and there were no violations, if it was not banned, people would click on it. If people clicked on it, it meant that someone would read it. If someone read it, it meant that there was money to be made. No wonder In the past, there were so many online writers, and relationships were a zero-cost thing. But the difficulty was that there were so many novels that the income would fluctuate, and some would even have no income. Therefore, a good novel needs to be It is only a matter of time before people dig it out. Nian Chengfu took a deep breath. The light woody fragrance from Wen Qiao entered his nose and filled his heart. He said, "Miss Wen, my grandfather wants to see you..."
"..."
Wen Qiao thought he heard wrongly and looked at him in disbelief.
"What did you say, say it again?"
"My grandpa wants to see you..."
The man said with a smile.
The next moment, the man in his arms suddenly stood up and asked with a horrified look on his face: "Where are you...Grandpa?"
OMG!
Want to see parents.
What should I do if I feel a little panicked?
Wen Qiao's appearance as if facing a formidable enemy made Nian Chengfu laugh. He held Wen Qiao's hand with his generous hand.
"Grandpa is not here..."
……
Twenty minutes later, in the conference room of the spaceship parked deep in the jungle, Wen Qiao stared at the transparent blue screen in front of him with some anxiety, trying hard to persuade himself to calm down, and then exhaled and inhaled.
Nian Chengfu touched Wen Qiao's stiff hand and smiled helplessly: "Grandpa is a very kind man, you don't need to be nervous..."
Wen Qiao looked at the calm-looking old man wearing a black tunic suit and leaning on a cane on the blue screen, and couldn't calm down for a while.
The old man's eyes are sharp, and his whole body carries an indestructible edge that has been battle-tested for a long time, making people fearful and heart-stopping.
However, Wen Qiao is not afraid of these.
What scares her is...
This man is Nian Chengfu’s grandfather!
When Wen Qiao looked at the old man, the old man was also looking at her.
The two looked at each other with eyes, one with no fear and the other with slight surprise. Apparently they didn't expect that the other was not afraid of him.
Nian Chengfu comforted Wen Qiao, turned to look at the old man, his face was calm, and his words were undisguised disgust.
"Please don't scare her."
Wen Qiao didn't expect Nian Chengfu to help her, so she reached out and squeezed Nian Chengfu's hand, and chuckled: "I'm not afraid, so don't worry either..."
After finishing speaking, Wen Qiao twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted to the old man in the video: "Hello, Grandpa, I must have told you about my affairs in New Year, but I still want to introduce it to Grandpa here. My name is Wen Qiao. There are eleven people in total..."
There are ten people in the family, including a master, eight sisters and two nephews.
There was silence for a while. Wen Qiao didn't get a reply from the old man for a long time, and he couldn't help but become confused.
She wondered if her introduction was not done well and should she do it again?
"Grandpa." Nian Chengfu spoke, his tone was unkind, and he felt like a storm was about to come.
The old man on the other end reacted and coughed symbolically, and his attitude immediately changed. He was not as sharp and cold as before, but just as frank as an old naughty boy.
"Well, I'm sorry, I feel a little excited..." The old man said with a smile, and Wen Qiao was moved by his free and uninhibited appearance.
