"The show ends in three days, and Yang Qing invited me to come and sit at his house."
Wen Tingyuan explained casually, but Qiao Yuyan heard a lot of information from it.
First of all, Yangqing is the name of Song Jingshu. She heard this from Song Yuwei by chance. It was chosen for Mr. Song when he was here.
In fact, it is somewhat against the rules, so not many people outside know about it.
Wen Tingyuan calls him by his first name, which shows that the relationship between the two is unusual.
And then there was what he said would happen.
Of course Qiao Yuyan knew that Qiu Wei was about to start, but what did this have to do with Uncle Wen?
Could it be that he took Mengpo Study as an opportunity to do business with those test subjects in the capital?
Although she thought so, she actually didn't believe it at all. There was no reason why she felt it wasn't the case.
An idea suddenly appeared in her mind, and Qiao Yuyan immediately blurted out and asked, "Uncle Wen, are you going to participate in this year's Autumn Festival?"
The expression on Wen Tingyuan's face was still indifferent. He just nodded lightly and said another thing, "The Song family did not invite Zhang Lun to the banquet. We will know who brought him in later."
Yes, have you offended someone?
After he said this, Qiao Yuyan remembered her previous speculation and quickly explained today's events in detail.
"I don't know who did it, but it's obvious that someone is targeting me." Qiao Yuyan was filled with hatred. She really couldn't imagine that someone would have such vicious thoughts and want to completely destroy her.
She didn't even dare to think about what Song Yuwei and others would see when they came with a group of people if he succeeded.
"Is it the same person who proposed the pot and the punishment?"
Qiao Yuyan was still thinking about what she had seen today, when she suddenly heard him ask such a question, her thoughts immediately became clear, and the expression on her face became serious.
After thinking for a while, he nodded slowly, "It's a girl named Yuan, but I can't remember her name anymore."
Wen Tingyuan just thought about things silently and did not speak. He went to pour her a glass of water. After seeing her drink it, he said: "Don't worry! Everything will be fine."
He always has this kind of strength. No matter how bad his mood is, he seems to be able to slowly come out of it in front of him.
"Oops, my shoes!"
Speaking of those girls, Qiao Yuyan knew that she had to go back quickly. At the moment, she didn't know what was going on outside.
It is estimated that the old lady and Mr. Xu also knew about her disappearance. One of them was elderly and the other was pregnant. Qiao Yuyan did not want to worry them.
Just when I was thinking about it, I realized that my shoes had been dropped over there just now, and I couldn't help but become anxious, "What should I do? How can I get back?"
As he spoke, he thought of Zhang Lun again, "I can't show up anymore. That person didn't succeed, but he has already seen me. I heard that this is very shameless. If he really knows who I am, I'm afraid that in the future
No one can live in peace."
"I'll take you to your mother's place." After saying that, he turned around and went out, seemingly saying a few words to Song Jingshu outside.
Qiao Yuyan actually still didn't quite understand how Wen Tingyuan could be familiar with the Song family. She also remembered that Xu had said before that they should not let anyone know that they knew each other.
She always thought it was because Uncle Wen had enemies in the capital, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Not long after, Wen Tingyuan came back. He took a bundle in his hand and put it on the low table beside him. He also took a pair of plain brocade cocked-toe shoes and squatted down to put them on for her.
Qiao Yuyan immediately retracted her feet, with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Uncle Wen, I will be fourteen soon."
The implication is that she is already a grown up girl.
Hearing this, a smile finally flashed across Wen Tingyuan's face, but he stood up as she wished and let her put on her shoes.
Qiao Yuyan tried it on and found that the size was just right.
"I need to change my clothes too. I'll go out first. Call me when you're done."
After saying that, he went out again.
Only then did Qiao Yuyan realize that the clothes she was wearing were actually somewhat unreadable.
The man dragged her on the ground for a long time, and then she stabbed him without hesitation, and her body was stained with blood. She could only be described as embarrassed at this moment.
There was a kettle next to the washstand over there. She reached out and touched it. It was filled with warm water. She quickly filled it with water and used her handkerchief to cleanse her face and hands before unpacking the bundle on the low table.
Inside is a set of double-breasted coat skirts that are relatively common nowadays.
After she had changed her clothes and Wen Tingyuan came in again, she had almost done her hair again.
"I'll have to think of some words later." Qiao Yuyan muttered while twisting the last lock of hair.
"I just heard that your grandmother seems to be looking after others for you recently?"
Hearing this, Qiao Yuyan's hand shook, and the hairpin she was about to put on her hairpin immediately fell to the ground, "Who did you listen to?"
Her face turned red and she quickly turned to ask him.
Wen Tingyuan's eyes fell firmly on her face, "Really?"
Qiao Yuyan opened her mouth, hesitated for a while, and then nodded, "It's what grandma meant."
Even though she was not interested in her marriage at all and didn't want to see anyone else at this time, it was a fact that the old lady was walking around for her marriage.
"Yan'er wants to get married?"
Qiao Yuyan had almost never heard such ridiculing words from his mouth, but when she suddenly heard it, she felt something indescribable.
And looking at Wen Tingyuan like this, she suddenly felt the strange feeling that she had just felt.
Such a sense of strangeness made her forget to answer for a moment, and she just stared blankly at the man opposite.
Wen Tingyuan suddenly walked over quickly, but the expression on his face was half a smile, "Yan'er wants to get married?"
He actually asked again, and Qiao Yuyan shook her head almost subconsciously this time, "No."
After saying that, he seemed to feel that the answer was a bit weak, and then explained, "I'm still young! How can we talk about a kiss? It's because my grandmother is not at ease and always wants to find someone safe to arrange the marriage for me first.
Come."
"You don't want to?"
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but the temperament of Uncle Wen in front of her seemed to be back to what she was familiar with, and the nervousness that suddenly appeared in her heart just now disappeared.
"No, what's so good about being married? Can you be as comfortable as I am now?"
This was what she was saying, but probably no one would believe it if she said it.
"good."
"Ah?" Qiao Yuyan didn't understand what he meant by "good" for a while, and couldn't help but look at him with doubtful eyes.
Wen Tingyuan stopped looking at her, "Let's go! It's time to go back. I'll go with you."