Chapter 499: Cousin Picking Her Up, Losing Her Again?

Chapter 497: Cousin Picking Her Up, Losing Her Again?

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Other than Yan Wangchuan, everyone in the Yan family slept well tonight. He didn’t know how Qiao Aiyun would treat him, and he had to serve the child, so it was even harder to fall asleep at night.

But he had no regrets about the alliance with Fu Chen.

He was clumsy with his words and didn’t know how to please others. Fu Chen had indeed helped him a lot back then. If he was asked to make the decision again, he would still be willing to cooperate with Fu Chen.

But after Qiao Aiyun returned, she seemed to be in a good mood, and her attitude toward him was no different from usual. He couldn’t figure out what she was thinking and couldn’t ask either.

He tossed and turned all night without sleeping.

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‘The next day was the full moon banquet. The banquet was set at night. During the day, the Yan family and the Qiao family were going to take family photos and full moon photos for Little Mr. Yan. It might take an entire day, so Fu Chen returned to the hotel early in the morning.

Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi stayed in the same room, while Duan Linbai and Jing Hanchuan booked a suite and reserved a bedroom for Fu Chen. When he returned to the hotel, Jing Hanchuan was making breakfast. “You’re back so early?”

“They’re going to take family photos.”

Fu Chen was very tactful. He wasn’t considered family yet, so he wouldn’t join in this rare family time.

“Have you eaten breakfast?”

“Not yet.”

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei had asked him to wake up early in the morning for morning exercise. One was a disaster, and the other was a fiend. How could he eat?

“Lmade some porridge. Should I fry you an egg? Sinian and Yu Manxi will be coming over later. These two went for a walk by the sea and will bring back some glutinous rice and chicken.”

“Okay.” Fu Chen had just entered the kitchen to help get the cutlery when he saw Duan Linbai coming out of the bedroom in a huff.

White shirt, floral shorts, bedhead hair, and slippers

He would become the most beautiful child in the entire village everywhere.

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“Third Fu, why are you back? F*ck, it’s only past seven. Why are you up so early? Are you demons?”

“You can continue sleeping.” Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

“A certain great Master Jing woke up early and went to the hotel gym to exercise. When he came back, he started doing throat exercises. F*cking throat exercises…” Duan Linbai raised his eyelids with difficulty and slumped into a chair.

“Hey, Little Sixth Jing, are you planning to sing a song for Third Fu’s brother-in-law at his full moon banquet? F*ck, doing throat exercises so early in the morning, are you crazy?

“You kept singing opera. Were you planning to let me sleep?!”

In addition to the sound of Huai Sheng’s wooden fish, this was also something that drove Duan Linbai crazy.

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In their circle, everyone got along well, but very few people were willing to go out with Jing Hanchuan because a certain someone’s schedule was so regular that it made people’s hair stand on end. If Fu Chen was around, the two of them would wake up early, and someone would talk to him, so Jing

Hanchuan naturally wouldn’t torture Duan Linbai. But Fu Chen wasn’t around last night

Duan Linbai had accompanied him to watch the opera channel at night and then returned to his room to play games for half the night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he had been so frightened by the sound of throat exercises that he broke out in a cold sweat.

“Who the f*ck would marry you in the future? She’ll be really unlucky. You won’t let people sleep in. Are you still human?”

“Go back to sleep now.” Jing Hanchuan was preparing to fry eggs.

Duan Linbai saw him crack the eggs neatly and then fry them in the pan. The oil sizzled as he threw the eggshells into the trash can.

His actions were swift and decisive.

“Tm not sleeping anymore. I’m not sleeping anymore. Hehe…” Duan Linbai coughed twice and reached out to press down on his raised bedhead hair.

F*ck, I keep feeling like this fellow wants to throw me into the pot and fry me.

If you have the ability, don’t marry a wife in your lifetime. If you treat your wife like this, you’re guaranteed to be kicked out of the bed.

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‘When Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi came over, they saw Jing Hanchuan cooking, Fu Chen helping at the side, and Duan Linbai

lying dead.

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‘When Yu Manxi saw this scene, she felt like a couple with a prodigal son.

“F*ck, why didn’t you tell us you two were coming?!” Duan Linbai jumped up from his chair and rushed into his room.

Five minutes later, a certain someone came out and had already tidied up. He was clean and neat, and he no longer looked as dejected as before.

Yu Manxi chuckled. “Third Uncle, let me help.” After she married into the Fu family, during New Year’s, she changed her forms of address to match Fu Sinian’s.

“No need. I’m studying it. I’ll use it in the future.”

Yu Manxi left the kitchen and reached out to touch Fu Sinian’s chest. “Third Uncle really loves Wanwan.”

Fu Sinian lowered his head and pecked her lips. “I love you too.”

Sitting at the side, Duan Linbai almost vomited blood.

“F*ck, they’re showing off their affection so early in the morning. Are they trying to make me have indigestion?

“Someone!

“Throw these two people out!”

Yu Manxi smiled and didn’t say anything. In the past, they hadn’t interacted much. She had even entertained and drunk at Duan Linbai’s table. He had really been a free and easy-going young master. Now.

It was indescribable.

It was just like how after interacting with Fu Chen and Jing Hanchuan for a long time, she finally realized that they were just normal people. They had emotions and desires and also ate all kinds of food.

Outsiders only knew that Third Master Fu was good at scheming and calculating people’s thoughts. He looked kind on the outside but was ruthless on the inside. People even said that he was a genius and quick-witted. At a young age, he had already achieved achievements that others his age couldn’t

reach. They said that he had relied on his family background and luck.

She had personally seen Fu Chen’s books in his bedroom of the old residence. It was said that he had read them all. Therefore, he was talented and hardworking, so how could he not be better than ordinary people?

People never succeeded for no reason.

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On the other side.

Today, Little Mr. Yan was specially dressed in blue clothes with red edges and small embroidered auspicious clouds. He was lying in Song Fengwan’s arms obediently and quietly.

‘The family photos were taken in the morning. There were three sets of different styles, and one of them was the traditional Chinese style. Song Fengwan had even specially changed into a light pink cheongsam.

She was naturally not as charming as Qiao Aiyun. But her figure was exquisite, and coupled with her hairstyle, she was also delicate and pretty.

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‘The women went to change their clothes and put on makeup. Yan Wangchuan held his son and sat outside with the Qiao father and son to wait quietly.

The photoshoot time was short, but the time was all spent on makeup and clothes. The three of them had no choice but to watch quietly.

They were all aloof people who didn’t like to talk. Other than Little Mr. Yan occasionally moving his body, the three of them were expressionless.

“Erm… Please go and change.” The staff member of the studio didn’t dare to approach to speak.

‘The few of them changed their clothes. Because they were going to take pictures, they definitely had to consider the issue of their appearance. The makeup artist was already ready.

“I don’t need it.” Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Xiyan refused directly. Yan Wangchuan didn’t even put on makeup when taking wedding photos. He kept feeling that it was troublesome and feminine to apply makeup on his face. Why would a man like him do this?

“Mr. Qiao, do you want to put on some makeup?” The makeup artist helped Qiao Wangbei style his hair. “You have some scars on your face. It’ll be better to cover them.”

“Can you cover them?” Qiao Wangbei had often run into the mountains when he was young, so it was normal for him to scratch his face.

“Yeah. And with makeup on, you’ll look younger and more photogenic.”

Qiao Xiyan was holding his little cousin and was already bored from waiting. He didn’t expect his father to say directly, “Then hurry up.”

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Xiyan looked at each other without saying anything.

Then in the dressing room was the sound of the makeup artist and Qiao Wangbei discussing.

“Tl put on some eyeliner. It won’t be very exaggerated. It’ll make you look more energetic.”

“Eyeliner? What is that?”

“Just make some foundation.”

“TIl fix your eyebrows.

“So be it. But why are you using a knife?!”

“Ineed to build an outline. Don’t worry. I guarantee that after I finish, it will only make you look even more handsome. The photos taken will look even better.”

“My eyebrows aren’t bad. Be careful.”

Yan Wangchuan coughed twice and lowered his voice. “When did your father become so concerned about his image?”

“He’s getting old, so he wants to look better.”

Previously, when he had been interviewed in the capital, there were already signs of it.

When they were taking photos, the three men were like a wall in the background. They were expressionless the whole time until the photographer made a request. “Sirs, can you smile a little? Act happy. Come, say… eggplant!”

The studio was silent.

It was extremely awkward.

In the end, Qiao Aiyun requested them, and the three of them smiled slightly.

The photographer coughed twice. “Let’s maintain the previous state and do another set. Hehe—”

Td better not smile.

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They’re so scary.

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At noon, they ate together in a restaurant outside the studio. Because it was the full moon banquet at night, everyone was busy in the afternoon, leaving only Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan there for the full moon photos of Little Mr. Yan.

Old Madam Yan had prepared all kinds of small clothes, and there was no lack of strange clothes. They tried them all on him one by one. The little fellow cooperated and even kept smiling at the camera.1

Other than Qiao Xiyan, who was going to the airport to pick someone up, the others had all gone to the hotel to prepare in advance.

“Xiyan, go pick up your second uncle-master’s daughter. It’s not easy for your junior sister to come all the way from overseas. Be warm to her,” Qiao Wangbei reminded.

If the child had been born on the expected date, Tang Wangjin, his second uncle-master, would have naturally had enough time to come and attend the full moon banquet personally. Because it was too early, there was a conflict with his design exhibition, so he could only let his daughter come.

“Okay.” Qiao Xiyan suddenly felt that his father was very naggy.

“Do you remember her name?”

“Tang…” Qiao Xiyan frowned. The words ‘blue and white porcelain (qinghuaci)’ popped into his mind, but he forgot her actual name.

“Tang Jingci!” Qiao Wangbei sighed. “Don’t call her name wrongly. It’ll be awkward.”

“Okay.”

“Then go quickly. Don’t make her wait for you. She rarely returns to China and isn’t familiar with this place, so go and wait early.”

Nanjiang International Airport

Qiao Xiyan had already left half an hour in advance. But he didn’t expect Nanjiang to be congested with traffic at this hour, so it took a lot of time to get to the airport. When he arrived at his destination, the flight from M Nation was already here.

Considering that she might be getting her luggage, he waited at the exit for a while and called his father.

Qiao Wangbei was entertaining guests in a restaurant. He was happy when he received the call.

“Did you pick her up? Bring her straight to the hotel.”

“No.” Qiao Xiyan frowned. He remembered her face. It was very recognizable. Logically speaking, he shouldn’t have missed her.

“Is the flight late?”

“It’s early, but I haven’t seen her yet. Do you have her phone number?”

“You…” Qiao Wangbei was furious. “Wait a minute. I’ll ask your uncle-master.”

When Tang Wan}

received the call, he thought that his daughter had arrived safely. At first, he was still smiling, But when he heard that he wanted her contact info, he exploded.

“You asked Qiao Xiyan to pick her up? This brat lost my daughter again?”

“Senior Brother, calm down. Send me her contact info first.” Qiao Wangbei was also depressed. He’s already so old. Why is it so difficult to pick someone up at the airport?

Qiao Xiyan received the number, but when he dialed it, it was not in the service area. Most likely, there was no call service in China. There was an agreement to pick her up, so she shouldn’t have left early and might be waiting somewhere.

Qiao Xiyan had no choice but to seek help from the airport staff. After some trouble, they agreed to use the broadcast system to find her.

At this moment, Tang Jingci was sitting on a chair not far from the exit and using her phone. The various services in China were all over the place. She had been looking at the various business introductions and hadn’t noticed Qiao Xiyan going back and forth a few times not far from her.

Until the broadcast sounded

“Dear passengers and friends, welcome to Nanjiang International Airport… Now, we will broadcast a missing person notice. Miss Tang, who took the flight from M Nation to Nanjiang that landed at 3:20, please immediately head to the service station. Your senior brother is waiting for you at Exit C1.”

The announcement broadcasted twice before Tang Jingci came back to her senses. Senior Brother?

Looking for me?

Only then did she carry her luggage and look for the exit according to the signs

‘When she saw Qiao Xiyan, he was leaning against his car and smoking, his expression cold. Their eyes met

He’s a little scary. Tang Jingci’s heart skipped a beat. She kept feeling as if her life was over..

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