Jiaotai, the richest man in the right door

Chapter 27 027: It's me, Quan Yu.

After Li Annan left, Ning Guiwan sat in the coffee shop for a while before returning to the company.

Outside the manager's room, Ren Xiaofei looked anxious. When she saw her, she immediately came up to her: "Manager Ning, are you alright?"

Ning Guiwan walked into the office and asked with a smile, "What can I do?"

Ren Xiaofei stared at her carefully for a while, it seemed that she couldn't find any sad emotions on her face, she breathed a sigh of relief, went to the water dispenser and poured Ning Guiwan a glass of water.

"Then what do you plan to do in the future? Continue to associate with Mr. Li, or break up?"

Ning Guiwan took a sip of water, looked at Ren Xiaofei, "You seem to be very concerned about my affairs?"

She asked casually, but Ren Xiaofei's face froze when she was asked, her expression was obviously unnatural, but she quickly covered it up, "I'll just ask casually, if you don't want to answer, just pretend I didn't ask."

"There is a meeting at 04:30, I'll help you sort out the materials."

Watching Ren Xiaofei's fleeing back, Ning Guiwan's eyes were slightly focused, people were walking to a higher place, but Ren Xiaofei was going to a lower place, thinking that the director's assistant was inappropriate, so he took the initiative to ask to be her assistant.

……

It was less than six o'clock after the meeting, and it was not too early to get dark in Shencheng this season. The sun was still hanging in the west at this moment. Drive north to Beishan Cemetery.

It was completely dark when we arrived.

The cemetery at night is more desolate than the coldness of the day.

Ning Guiwan first put two bouquets of white chrysanthemums in front of his grandpa and grandma's stele, and then walked towards his mother's tomb.

The street lights were dim, and Ning Guiwan was a little surprised when his sight touched a bunch of fresh lilies in front of his mother's monument.

Death is like a lamp being extinguished. My mother passed away four years ago. If anyone still remembers to visit her, it must be someone who misses her very much. Who could it be?
father?
With this thought, Ning Guiwan sneered and denied it.

He is probably busy comforting his and Yun Shu's precious daughter now, so where is the time to come here to remember his mother?
When driving back to the city, Ning Guiwan was thinking about this matter, and his mind was slightly distracted. In just two or three seconds, he rear-ended a taxi in front of him.

Ning Guiwan bumped her forehead against the steering wheel, and before she could recover, the taxi driver was already aggressively knocking on the window.

She suppressed her beating heart and lowered the window. The driver looked unhappy, "How did you drive?"

"Sorry." Ning Guiwan opened the door and got out of the car, looked at the place where the two cars touched, it was not serious.

"I will take responsibility for this matter."

Seeing her sincerity, the taxi driver's expression softened a little, and he opened his mouth to speak when the rear door on the left side of the taxi opened, and the girl who got out looked at Ning Guiwan in surprise.

"Little night?"

Ning Guiwan raised his eyes and saw the girl's face clearly, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly deepened, "Li Yang."

Li Yang is Ning Guiwan's friend since childhood. He was in the same class all the way from elementary school to high school. At that time, they were so good that they couldn't distinguish each other. At the end of the first half of the third year of high school, they immigrated to Singapore with their parents. At first, the two still kept in touch. Later, Ning Guiwan had an accident and went abroad again, so the contact was cut off.

"It's really you!"

Li Yang looked joyful, and took a small step to Ning Guiwan holding the limited-edition handbag, and hugged her arm affectionately, "We haven't seen each other for four or five years, I miss you so much!"

Half an hour later, a Chinese restaurant.

The two ordered their own food, Li Yang carefully looked at Ning Guiwan while drinking juice, "You have changed so much from before, I almost didn't recognize you on the road just now."

"You've changed a lot, too."

"Is it more beautiful than before?" Li Yang rubbed his cheek, his smile revealing a little naivety.

Looking at her innocent appearance, Ning Guiwan also remembered the time when she was young and carefree. The haze in her heart seemed to dissipate a little, and her smile became a little more sincere, "When will our beauty, Li Damei, stop being pretty?"

Li Yang's grandfather is French, she inherited her grandfather's high nose bridge and big eyes from her mother, and she has been a beauty with a strong exotic style since she was a child.

After hearing Ning Guiwan's words, she cupped her cheeks and giggled, suddenly remembered something, and blinked at Ning Guiwan ambiguously, "Is your brother who is in love with you getting married soon?"

Ning Guiwan's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled calmly, "Well, he is getting married."

"But the bride is not me."

"How is it possible!" Li Yang raised his voice, "You two have such a good relationship..."

Before going to Singapore, she and Ning Guiwan were stuck together all day long, and no one knew better about the relationship between Ning Guiwan and Quan Xiangrui than her.

But Ning Guiwan would not joke about this.

"The surname Quan cheated on you?"

Ning Guiwan lowered her eyes and smiled: "We broke up."

The previous betrayal was true, but the previous relationship was also true. Ning Guiwan didn't want to slander anyone, it was a respect for that past relationship, and also a respect for herself.

"Why?" Li Yang was puzzled, "In the past, what you said the most in my ears was to marry Quan Xianglu after graduating from university, why did you break up?"

Ning Guiwan didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, so he casually changed the subject: "Are you going to stay this time, or go back after playing for a few days?"

Speaking of this, Li Yang's face collapsed, and he looked bitter and bitter: "Don't mention it, I sneaked back, and my dad actually asked me to marry a divorced old man, whoever doesn't run away is a fool!"

"By the way, I haven't decided where to live yet. Can I go home with you?"

Li Yang held his chin, bared his white teeth, and blinked his big eyes.

Ning Guiwan: "..."

……

Ning Qinghan is still in the hospital, Ning Honghua and Ning Rongyue did not come back tonight, the villa is empty.

After the two of them packed up and went to bed, it was already very late, Li Yang didn't recognize the bed, and after running around for another day, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, but Ning Guiwan couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

After covering Li Yang with a quilt a few times, she got up and went downstairs to pour a glass of whiskey, drank it in one gulp, and then lay back on the bed, feeling a little sleepy.

Early the next morning, she was woken up by the phone ringing.

Li Yang was probably also disturbed, muttered a few words impatiently, turned over and continued to sleep, Ning Guiwan answered the phone in a daze.

"Hello? Who is it?"

The voice was drowsy.

There was a pause, and a deep male voice came: "It's me, Quan Yu."

The simple four words made Ning Guiwan feel completely sleepless.

She opened her eyes, subconsciously turned around to look at Li Yang, and then asked, "Is Uncle Yu okay?"

"Tell Li Yang, I'll pick her up in half an hour."

Ning Guiwan: "..."

Li Yang's grandmother and Mr. Quan are brothers and sisters, and Quan Yu is Li Yang's cousin.

Obviously, Li Yang's whereabouts have been known there.

Ning Guiwan didn't find it strange, given the status of the Quan family in Shencheng and their intricate relationship, it was too easy to find someone.

　Ding—a god assisted and went online.

　　……

　　Two more threads are buried here: a small thread, Ren Xiaofei.

　　One big thread: that bouquet of fresh lilies.

　　Can the little one guess what these two wires do?

　　……

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