weekend.

Yan Ruojiao rarely came to visit the old man.

"Our Bincheng has been honest since he was young, but no matter how honest he is, he can't be bullied like this. Xiao Si really had the heart to slap him. Now our Bincheng's face is ruined. How can he find a wife in the future?"

"Dad, please be fair. What big mistake did our Bincheng make to deserve being bullied like this? After all, Bincheng is Xiaosi's cousin. Xiaosi is really disrespectful to his elders and doesn't take our family seriously at all."

"Dad, Xiao Si is your granddaughter, and Bin Cheng is also your grandson. How can you be so partial?"

Yan Ruojiao cried with tears and snot.

It turned out that she came to accuse Yan Qingluo of hurting her precious son.

"Xiao Si, what's going on?" Old Master Yan looked at Yan Qingluo.

Yan Qingluo looked indifferent, as if Yan Ruojiao was not the one accusing her just now.

"Aunt, why didn't my cousin come here in person today? He probably didn't dare! I won't pursue the money he hid before. If you really want to explain it clearly one by one, I don't mind. I have plenty of time today."

Yan Ruojiao probably knew something about Liu Bincheng secretly taking Sheng Ruxiahua's money and cooking the books, but she didn't expect Yan Qingluo also knew it so clearly. She was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer, so she had to continue to muddy the waters.

"How can I explain it clearly? Our Bincheng has no credit but has worked hard. He has been watching Sheng Ruxiahua for you for so many years. When has anything happened to him?"

"An accident? What counts as an accident? Like yesterday? People showing up to my door demanding money? Smashing my shop? Hurting my people?" Yan Qingluo's half-smile with a crooked mouth made people shudder.

"What money do you want?" Old Master Yan heard something and asked sternly.

"I'll have to trouble you to explain this, Auntie."

"No, Dad, listen to me, they don't want money, they are a group of hooligans who come to collect protection money ... "

"If aunt thinks she can get away with it like this, then she really thinks grandpa is a fool." Yan Qingluo had an expression of someone who was just watching the fun.

"What's going on? Tell me clearly!" When Mr. Yan gets angry, everyone is afraid of him.

"Dad, Dad, don't be angry, listen to me slowly, Bincheng ... likes to play a little, and lost some money in gambling ... "

"What? You are such a useless thing, you actually gambled and you still have the nerve to say it was Xiao Si's fault!"

Mr. Yan was completely furious when he heard the word "gamble".

"No gambling, no prostitution, no drugs" is the Yan family's motto and rules. Although Yan Qingluo is a flower maniac, everything he does is within a safe range and does not violate the family motto and rules.

"Dad, Bincheng was confused for a moment. He already knows he was wrong. But Xiaosi beat Bincheng too hard yesterday. Bincheng's face was ruined. Now he can't face anyone." Yan Ruojiao was not giving up and was still fighting desperately.

"You are in no way innocent of the good-for-nothing's becoming like this. Go back and reflect on yourself!" Old Master Yan roared.

Yan Ruojiao failed to complain and was scolded instead, so she left in embarrassment.

“Xiao Si, Bincheng is not doing well for you. Ask your aunt to go back and discipline him. You have beaten him and vented your anger on him. After all, we are a family. That’s enough.” Grandpa Yan looked at his precious granddaughter and sometimes wondered if he had spoiled her as others said.

Ever since her parents left, he was always afraid that she would be stimulated or upset, so he turned a blind eye to her outrageous behavior. Gradually, she became more and more irritable and lawless.

"Yes, Grandpa, I understand."

Yan Qingluo still respects Mr. Yan very much.

This man who led the Yan's Group to break through tradition and blaze a new trail has continued to innovate over the years, allowing the Yan's Group to remain in a leading position in the highly competitive skin care industry. He deserves respect.

"Xiao Jiang, asking you to follow Xiao Si doesn't mean you have to obey her. You have to remind her by her side."

Jiang Ziyu was suddenly called by Old Man Yan. His body trembled and he nodded stiffly.

Yan Qingluo seemed to understand why Fourth Miss Yan hated Jiang Ziyu so much. Maybe she thought that Jiang Ziyu was the spy that Old Master Yan had placed by her side. It happened that Jiang Ziyu was taciturn, not good at explaining, and couldn't say anything nice, so the original owner was angry and tortured him in various ways.

"Xiao Si has a bad temper. You should try to persuade her more." Old Master Yan continued to say to Jiang Ziyu.

"Grandpa, I'm very well behaved now and won't cause any trouble." Yan Qingluo didn't want Jiang Ziyu to suffer, so she acted coquettishly.

"Okay, Xiao Si is the best. Let's eat together. Xiao Jiang, you sit down too."

Jiang Ziyu didn't know what to do and looked at Yan Qingluo.

Yan Qingluo waved his hand, motioning him to sit down.

Jiang Ziyu sat next to Yan Qingluo as if he was being tortured. He didn't know if Yan Qingluo would be angry because of what Grandpa Yan had just said, and he didn't know when and what excuse she would find to vent her anger on him.

At least, that was how Yan Qingluo used to be.

He was not afraid of punishment, he was not afraid of pain, he just didn't like to endure the tension before the storm.

"Jiang Ziyu, she ... did I always bully you in the past?" On the way back to Pingquan Bay, Yan Qingluo saw that Jiang Ziyu's body was always tense and guessed his worry.

" ... "

If you don't say anything, it means you agree.

"Jiang Ziyu, don't be afraid. I won't embarrass you again. Believe me."

Jiang Ziyu was silent for a moment before he said "hmm" softly.

Yan Qingluo knew that it was not easy to trust someone, especially for people like her and Jiang Ziyu who had never been treated well.

"Go to Great World Entertainment tomorrow and report. I've found an agent for you. Just follow his arrangements. You can tell him if you have any ideas."

"Um."

"You can live in Pingquan Bay at ordinary times. I will live in Kyoto during this period and come back once or twice a week." Yan Qingluo continued.

"Um."

"Call me if there's anything you can't solve. Remember to tell me if someone's in trouble. Don't keep it in your heart." Yan Qingluo kept giving instructions like a parent who's worried about his child when he's away from home.

"Um."

"There's a car in the garage, you can drive it at will, the key is in the TV cabinet at home."

"Um."

Ding Ling Ling ...

Yan Qingluo lowered his head to glance at his phone and slid it open slowly.

From the other side came a roar that rivaled the shouts on the battlefield.

"Qingluo, where are you?" Yu Lang's voice was so loud that Yan Qingluo suspected that he was the reincarnation of Zhang Fei.

"In Quecheng."

"Quecheng? Not coming to the party?"

"What party?"

" ... "

After asking, Yan Qingluo suddenly remembered that tonight seemed to be Sheng Ziqiao’s birthday party.

"Oh. I forgot."

"Forgot? Yan Qingluo, you are so ... Come here quickly!"

"I'll be there in an hour."

...