Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

This declaration of quitting the circle is very Yan Jiang style, always arrogant, but humorous and frank.

After Song Ci read this long blog, her mood was very complicated. She had probably guessed the reason why Yan Jiang suddenly announced his retirement from the circle.

To verify, Song Ci called Yan Jiang. Due to the role of the withdrawal declaration, Yan Jiang's phone had been blown up this morning. Song Ci called, and the voice kept prompting her that the other party was busy.

No results, Song Ci had to call Song Fei.

Song Fei's phone number was known only to Song Ci and his wife and Yan Jiang, and they could get through as soon as they called. Song Fei answered the phone, guessing what Song Ci was calling to ask, she didn't say anything for a while.

Song Ci asked bluntly: "Song Fei, is it because of you that Yan Jiang retired?" At the end, Song Ci's tone was a little hesitant.

Song Fei admitted, "Yes."

Sure enough!

"What did you ask for?" Although Song Ci was asking Song Fei, she guessed in her heart that most of the matter was Yan Jiang's own will. A man as proud as Song Fei would not do such a thing.

Song Fei: "It's his own decision. I didn't expect him to make such a choice."

Just know it is!

Song Ci was a little annoyed, and her tone became excited: "Is his brain caught in the door, what is he going to do in such a dangerous place in Congo! Song Fei, don't you persuade him?"

Song Fei leaned against the wall, and Song Ci's low voice of condemnation echoed in her ears. She looked at Yan Jiang who was disturbed by the phone in the yard and had no time to rest. A look of confusion.

Song Fei spoke suddenly, interrupting Song Ci, "You say, why is he so stubborn?"

Song Porcelain: ""

Hearing the helplessness and confusion in Song Fei's tone, Song Ci didn't know what to say. After a silent silence, Song Fei heard Song Ci sigh and say, "Song Fei, he really loves you. It's not true love, so it won't be possible to do this."

Song Fei was even more confused, she couldn't understand, "Song Ci, what do you think is good about me, what does he love me?" This is the first time Song Fei has been pursued since she was a child. She thinks boys should like it. The sweet and salty girl of my sister Song Ci.

A woman like her, cold, incomprehensible, not gentle, not well-behaved, not coquettish, and ruthless, should not be liked at all.

Is Yan Jiang bad eyesight or lack of heart?

Song Ci allowed herself to demote Song Fei to nothing, but she could not accept that Song Fei despised herself so much. Song Ci was not convinced, she retorted confidently: "What's wrong with you? You are beautiful and smart, you are still Fu Hanshen's only disciple, you have a high IQ, you are wise and calm, your whole body shines brightly, isn't it normal for someone to like you? "

It was the first time that Song Ci praised herself like this, but Song Fei got goosebumps, "Okay, don't let the rainbow fart."

Song Ci will accept it when she sees it.

Song Ci was a little embarrassed when she praised her sister for the first time. She used one sentence to get back on her feet: "Of course, you are a little less beautiful than me."

Song Fei allowed her to blow without saying a word.

"I won't tell you first, I'll call Brother Jiang later." Song Ci hung up Song Fei's phone and dialed Yan Jiang again. After three consecutive calls, I finally got through.

Yan Jiang had received more than a dozen calls in the morning, and his mouth was dry. He took a sip of the tea made by Fat Dahai, connected to his mobile phone, and before Song Ci could speak, he reluctantly sighed: "I knew I would receive a call from you, the news is correct, Song Song, I decided to quit the circle and take a break. already."

Song Ci was silent.

Yan Jiang thought she was angry, so instead of flattering: "Are you angry? I didn't notify you in advance? I've been busy dealing with contract compensation these days. Forget it. You are a lot of adults, please be considerate and considerate of me."

Song Ci interrupted Yan Jiang's flattery with one sentence: "Are you going to the Congo with my sister?"

Now it was Yan Jiang's turn to not speak.

Song Ci sharply threw one question after another: "The place is so dangerous, can you protect yourself? You can't even protect yourself, so you still want to protect Song Fei? Ah Jiang, think clearly."

Yan Jiang was not convinced. "I'm pretty good at it. I've practiced Taekwondo for a few years."

"But they have guns." What's the use of taekwondo in a place of armed chaos?

"Because of this, I'm going even more." Yan Jiang sighed: "I can't let her go to that kind of place alone. I don't feel at ease if I don't accompany her. Besides, you are your sister. It is very clear that if you want to pursue her, you cannot be moved by a few roses."

Song Ci clenched her teeth tightly and sent him a word: "Stupid!" He scolded Yan Jiang for being stupid, but in his heart, Song Ci recognized Yan Jiang again. A popular star who dares to say that she will quit her film for her sister's sake is worthy of Song Ci's respect.

"We're leaving for the airport, so let's stop talking." Yan Jiang hung up Song Ci's phone directly, raised his head and waved to Song Fei who was sitting on the bay window sill on the second floor, "Song Fei, it's time to go."

Song Fei came down quickly. There were two suitcases beside the door, and she picked up the one that belonged to her.

In front of Yan Jiang, Song Fei stopped.

Putting her hand on the suitcase, Song Fei pursed her lips tightly and glanced at Yan Jiang's short hair. Inun Tou added some cold and sternness to Yan Jiang's delicate and perfect face.

However, Song Fei felt that Yan Jiang was still dressed gorgeously and flamboyantly and looked better with long hair.

He was born to live under the spotlight.

"Yan Jiang, stay here, I don't need you to accompany me." Song Fei's expression was cold and her tone was firm.

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Yan Jiang's face was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He made a move, he took off the silver chain around his neck, opened the photo box hanging on the chain, spread it out in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Song Fei.

Song Fei lowered her eyes, and the person who saw the photo box was 14-year-old herself.

Staring at the photo, Song Fei's expression moved slightly. "doing what?"

Yan Jiang raised the corners of his lips and said, "Don't order me to stay, Song Fei, I've waited in place for too long, I've waited enough." In the past eight years, Yan Jiang has always regretted and regretted that he was timid and cowardly. He didn't dare to express his feelings to Song Fei. "This time, I'll accompany you wherever you go. Song Fei, I won't let you go to such a dangerous place alone again."

Yan Jiang took out another platinum ring from his jacket pocket and put it on the silver chain. Putting the necklace back on, Yan Jiang patted the ring and the photo box. He smiled and said to Song Fei, "Sooner or later, you will be willing to wear it for me."

For Song Fei, Yan Jiang is bound to win!

After a long while, Song Fei cursed, "I'm sick!"

She pulled her suitcase and left, her cheeks a little hot.

"Wait for me!" Yan Jiang quickly pulled up his suitcase and ran after Song Fei's footsteps.

Song Fei: Do you have bad eyesight, or are you lacking in heart?

Yan Jiang: I lack a wife.