"Qingqing, Xiaoyan is fine, you don't have to come here." Tang Di has not slept for two days and a night, his face is exhausted, and the blue-black and thick black under the corners of his eyes is as bright as a mo. "By the way, don't tell your brother and sister about something wrong with Xiaoyan."

After the words came to the ground, Tang Di subconsciously took the phone receiver 1.5 meters away from his ear. Sure enough, the next second, Ye Qing's deafening voice came over with the receiver with excellent sound quality. Tang Di hid in the safe passage and called her. In an instant, Ye Qing's demonic roar echoed in the entire enclosed space.

"Qingqing, okay. Be good, this is what Xiao Yan means."

Since it was Yan Shu's meaning, Ye Qing naturally wouldn't say much. As the sister who has watched Yan Shu grow up since childhood, she always felt more uncomfortable.

This emotion has been spreading and no one can regulate it.

Until the afternoon when Ye Qing was free and had nothing to do, he went to the School of Art of Dijing University to pick up seedlings. Yuebian Lingxi passed by and pretended not to see it, and walked straight past her.

Bian Lingxi stood there stupidly, her hands stiff in the air slowly tightened and then slowly let go.

"Sister, what are you? Look at how many copies of your document have been signed wrongly, so I have to go and print it again for you."

Bian Lingxi was absent-minded in everything she did since the afternoon. She always felt that there was an important thing missing in her heart, but she couldn't remember what was missing in her mind?!

"Qinqin, what day is today?"

Bentham had a lot of things to be busy with, and he wanted to divide them into several parts. When he heard her question, he casually said, "No. 23."

"What? Is there anything wrong with No. 23?" Bentham was very puzzled.

The light in the study room was still bright at night. Bian Lingxi looked at the enlarged chat page on the computer screen, and Mr. Yan's news stopped the night before yesterday.

Usually, Yan Shu would pack her and take her with her luggage when she went out. Every day, she would want to hold the first one and send her messages to her at all times, but this time she could resist for two days without sending a message.

This made Bian Lingxi feel deeply fear and uneasy.

"Hello, the phone you called is on the phone..." Bian Lingxi repeatedly called several times, either not in the service area or still on the phone. Coupled with Ye Qing's behavior in the afternoon, Bian Lingxi became more sure that something must have happened to Yan Shu, so they would have a united front like this.

"Sister, why don't you sit there? You are shaking in front of me, making me dizzy." Bentham was placed on her legs, which made her hands not know where to put them. She felt that the inspiration in her head fell away in an instant.

Bian Lingxi didn't hear her words at all, and she still walked in the study. The sound of slippers and tapping revealed a sense of anxiety and urgency.

Ye Qing's attitude this afternoon made her unable to communicate, and she did not have Tang Di's contact information. Bian Lingxi held the phone in her hand and opened the call keyboard. Suddenly she didn't know who to call.

In an instant, a light of inspiration appeared in her head - by the way, Sun Le.

He is Mr. Yan's good brother and he takes his good assistant in the circle wherever he goes.

He must have known.

"Dou Dou..." The phone rang for more than a dozen times, but no one answered until it hung up.

Bian Lingxi didn't want to give up like this, so she sent it back again. This time someone finally answered it.

"Where is Sun Le, where is Yan Shu? Sun Le... Why are you so noisy?" Bian Lingxi seemed to hear the news that the airport broadcast notification notified Sun Le to board the plane.

There was noisy voices at the airport, and Sun Le unconsciously increased the volume and shouted loudly at the receiver, "Professor Bian, we are now at the airport and have already started boarding the plane. We will arrive in Dijing in two hours."

Bian Lingxi felt relieved after getting a definite news, and turned around and asked, "Why didn't Yan Shu answer the phone?"

Yan Shu had no intention of telling Bian Lingxi about the accident, and had already explained how Sun Le should answer when he was asked.

Sun Le said without blushing, "Professor Bian, Brother Yan's phone was stolen yesterday, and Director Hua was busy filming and didn't go out to buy a phone. Brother Yan said he wanted to wait until he returned to Dijing before buying a phone with you."

"That's good. Then you guys should be careful on the way. I'll pick you up at the airport later."

"No need, Professor Bian. Brother Yan is making an itinerary this time. I see that many fans are gathering at Dijing Airport on the Internet. If you come here, Brother Yan is afraid that those crazy fans will hurt you."

"Okay, tell him I'll wait for him to come back at home."

"Okay, Professor Bian. I will tell Brother Yan."

The phone hung up and both sides let out a long breath.

"Brother Yan, what should I do now? You still have a sofa wrapped around your head, won't it be revealed when you go back?" Sun Le was so anxious, but the protagonist of the incident was still sitting calmly in the first class cabin reading the newspaper, and he had to take a sip of coffee from time to time, which was very comfortable.

Tang Di hadn't had a rest for several days, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep as soon as he got on the plane, "Okay, Sun Le. Xiaoyan has his own sense of responsibility, don't worry. Maybe they just want to go back and get sympathy."

"But, I..."

Before Sun Le could say anything, Yan Shu, who was leisurely next to him, suddenly spoke and asked a question, "Lezi, how did you get along with your girlfriend?"

"It's like that. I'll take her to eat whatever she eats. I'll just pay her if she wants to buy anything?" In addition, Sun Le couldn't think of anything else needed for the two of them to get along.

"No wonder you failed in your proposal."

‘Puff~’ Sun Le suddenly burst out of his chest with old blood. I have known so many grandmas at least, why are you still attacking me? You can’t get along with each other in a friendly manner?

"A man without interest is really terrible." Yan Shu complained slowly for a few words, calmly took out his cell phone that had been smashed to pieces at the scene of the car accident. With the remaining corner of the screen, the man freely adjusted the angle of the gauze on his forehead and said to himself, "Perfect!"

Lincheng flew to Dijing for neither long nor short. Those who waited felt it was longer, but those who took the plane felt it was shorter.

Two hours later, the plane Yan Shu was riding safely landed at No. T2, Dijing Oversight Airport. Because he had already agreed to his fans that he would not take the VIP channel this time, Yan Shu always made a promise and chose the ordinary channel.

As soon as he came out, he caused traffic jams at the airport. Countless fans came forward to ask for photos. Some fans even prepared many gifts to give to Yan Shu, but Yan Shu adhered to the usual principles and only accepted letters written by fans, and did not accept any other gifts.

From the exit to the airport entrance, fans followed them all the way.

The night could not resist the strong emotions of human beings. Watching him gradually disappear into the rear of the car in the dark night, the chalks burst into tears.

Master Yan, I wish you happiness!

These are the passionate thoughts and passionate blessings of thousands of chalks.

That night, Yan Shu returned home and sold a lot of trouble in front of his girlfriend, and grabbed his girlfriend's weakness, so Mr. Yan was able to stay in Professor Bian's boudoir.

What a pity it was just chatting with a quilt.

But even this fiction made him so excited that he couldn't sleep. When it was late at night, the cold wind whistled outside the window. Yan Shu looked at the little woman sleeping deep beside him and kissed her tender lips pity.
Chapter completed!