Chapter 293 (1/2)
”It's time to declare sovereignty...”
”Boss, we haven't investigated that matter clearly. Otherwise, we'll find a way to stop...”
”No need.”
Lengyan's mind flashed across the bright and clean face. Anyway, he hoped she could be happy.
”Send someone to reply to Xi Yuchen and tell him that I will not only go to the wedding at that time, but also pack a big red envelope.”
”Boss, what do you mean?”
”Wait and see what happens. There are so many ill intentioned people. Who knows if there will be any wonderful play at his wedding? ”
Leng Yan has his own opinion.
Old K had been with him for many years and suddenly understood Lengyan's meaning.
Boss, this is to wait for time and do your own business.
Old K nodded and glanced away from the old photo album on the table: ”OK, I'll let my hand down and talk back immediately.”
Old K closed the door and left.
Lengyan sat on the chair for a while and stood up.
This cruise ship is very big. Leng Yan bought it for 60 million six months ago.
If it's an ordinary rich child who buys this kind of thing, it's usually for a party, but he's just different from those guys.
He bought the cruise ship just to board it and drive to the river and sea to rest alone when he felt lonely or needed to be alone.
Lengyan walks to the window of the room and has a glass of red wine in his hand.
From the window, he could see the whole river outside, and all the scenery was seen by him.
The first floor of the cruise ship was changed into a lounge by him, equipped with a small refrigerator, a small kitchen and a bathroom, which is comparable to the most luxurious RV today.
Lengyan took a sip of red wine and tasted it carefully while quietly looking at the picturesque beauty, but his eyes looked confused and seemed to be thinking about something, but even if people were closer to him at the moment, they couldn't see his thoughts clearly.
”Get married? Ha ha... ”
Lengyan sneered and drank again.
He looked at the air, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or what, but his angular face looked bright and dark in the dim lights.
”Xi Yuchen, you want to marry a wife, but it's not so simple. People without ability often end up miserable... ”
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Hatoyama.
Zhou Meng's home is located on Hatoyama. The house is not big. She built her own wooden house, but it is very tidy. In front of and behind the house, there are sites similar to a small yard. When she comes out the back door and walks a few steps forward, she can see a slowly flowing gurgling brook not far away.
Beautiful scenery and unique nature.
This is Han Shaorong's first visit to such a place. It feels novel but beautiful.
”Dad, where's the third uncle?”
Zhou Meng turns back and asks Yan Peiyuan, but Yan Peiyuan's eyes are still staring at Han Shaorong. Seeing this, Zhou Meng can't help but smoke the corners of her mouth.
”Dad?”
”Your third uncle went fishing.”
”Fishing? Still in the mangrove river? ”
”Yes.”
”After all these years, my uncle's old habits have not changed!”
Zhou Meng seems to be familiar with this place. When she opens the door, there are sleeping rooms on both sides behind the neat rectangular hall. A little behind is the usual place to eat.
Zhou Meng held Yan Peiyuan's hand: ”Dad, you have been here with your third uncle for so long. Do you want to stay until you are old?”
She just felt that the atmosphere was too embarrassing, so she casually talked about a topic, but who knows Yan Peiyuan misunderstood the meaning of her sentence.
He looked at Zhou Meng, lowered his eyebrows and asked, ”didn't I tell you about duoya before? This place is our home. ”
Yan Peiyuan and Yan zikun don't know why. They always exclude people from the outside world.
Therefore, now Yan Peiyuan will stare at Han Shaorong with the eyes of the suspect.
He didn't want Han Shaorong to come in, but Zhou Meng was so obsessed that he didn't have any points.
In front of his daughter, he is almost a daughter slave, and there is almost nothing he can't compromise.
But this time
When he heard Zhou Meng say that the man was her fiance, he was not surprised. It was impossible.
”Ah, well, well, I just asked casually. It doesn't mean anything else! Dad, sit down! ”
Zhou Meng knows that her father has a knife mouth and a tofu heart.
She pressed Yan Peiyuan to sit on the chair, with Han Shaorong beside her, with a restrained face.
Zhou Meng glanced at him and said, ”what are you doing? Sit down together! ”
”Er...”
Han Shaorong hesitated.