“Then why did she buy contraceptives? Is she in a relationship? Do you know him?”

Song Fengwan’s expression was a little stiff as she smiled awkwardly. “Second Uncle-Master will also arrive in the capital at night. We’ll know then.”

“You know?” Qiao Aiyun saw her unnatural expression and guessed a thing or two. “I don’t really agree with getting pregnant out of wedlock. Moreover, the two of them haven’t seen each other’s parents yet, nor have they confirmed their marriage. This man actually didn’t even take any measures. He must be after a moment of happiness. He’s most likely not a good person.”

Yan Wangchuan sat in the front passenger seat and tilted his head to look out the window. Song Fengwan coughed twice and lowered her head to continue teasing her brother.

“Taking medicine isn’t good for a girl’s health. I’ll have to talk to her properly later. She can’t abuse her body just because she’s young.

“She has to be careful when finding a man.”

She had suffered a loss herself, so she naturally didn’t want her juniors to repeat the same mistake. When she saw the news, she couldn’t sit still anymore.

“I saw on the news that Jiang Ershao is especially fickle and dissolute. He was Sun Rui’s boyfriend before. How did Little Ci get together with him…”

Qiao Aiyun couldn’t be blamed for being oversensitive. Jiang Ershao indeed didn’t have a good reputation in the past.

Song Fengwan couldn’t say at this moment that the man who wanted a moment of happiness was your nephew. Forget it. I’ll wait for those two to take the initiative to lay their cards on the table.

“The press conference is at ten. Can we make it there after eating?” Qiao Aiyun looked at the time. It was already half past eight.

“Mom, you and Uncle Yan shouldn’t go. Cousin will settle it. If you go, the scene might become even more chaotic.” Song Fengwan had called Fu Chen last night.

He had said that Jing Hanchuan’s parents had returned to the capital yesterday.

The scene would probably be very chaotic today.

“She and your cousin are both children. What can they handle? We still have to go take a look.” Qiao Aiyun was worried.

In the end, Song Fengwan couldn’t dissuade her and could only say that they would go to the Duan Group after breakfast.

Song Fengwan didn’t want to talk about this topic anymore. She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to hold it in and say too much about her cousin’s affair, so she deliberately changed the topic. “Mom, why are you staying in the capital for more than a week this time? It’s too long.”

“I originally planned to stay for two days. Didn’t the Fu family call a month ago and say that they wanted to discuss your marriage with Fu Chen?”

Song Fengwan wanted to change the topic, but she didn’t expect the fire to burn her directly. “What did you say? My marriage with Third Brother?”

“I also said that it’s too early to talk about marriage. But the Fu family said that they want you two to get engaged first and formally set the relationship. You’re still young, but Fu Chen isn’t young anymore. The Fu family is very sincere, and your relationship is quite stable. I think we can talk about it.”

The main reason was that Qiao Aiyun really liked Fu Chen.

Song Fengwan pinched her brother’s little face. Her ears were a little hot, and she didn’t know what to say. The little fellow didn’t feel any pain and kept smiling at her.

***

After they left the airport, everything was very smooth. Song Fengwan was still worried about whether an accident would happen at the press conference later. She didn’t expect what she was worried about would happen just as they reached the entrance of the breakfast shop.

The few of them got out of the car and walked to the breakfast shop on foot. A van stopped behind them. Qian Jiang had noticed this van come out of the airport and seemed to be following behind them earlier. But there was only one road from the airport to the city.

Later, when there was too much traffic, he couldn’t see the van, so he didn’t take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, it still followed them.

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Based on his intuition, Qian Jiang was certain that it was most likely reporters in the van. He urged Song Fengwan and the others to enter the breakfast shop. “Hurry up and go in. You might be targeted by reporters.”

“Huh?” Song Fengwan was surprised and walked quickly. “How did they know our whereabouts?”

“They should have followed us here from the airport,” Qian Jiang said.

“The airport? My mom changed their flight at the last minute.”

“The schedules of famous people nowadays aren’t any secret. If too much is leaked, it’s very easy to know people’s whereabouts now,” Qian Jiang explained.

Song Fengwan felt helpless.

The group of people following closely behind them were indeed reporters. When they saw Song Fengwan and the others walking quickly, they knew they had noticed them. They originally wanted to keep following them, but it would probably be difficult later.

Since they were aware of them, they would definitely think of ways to shake them off. At that time, the reporters wouldn’t be able to get anything valuable.

The few of them thought about it and jumped out, directly blocking their path.

Although there were only two devices, they were both aimed at Little Mr. Yan, who had never been exposed before. He was currently lying on Yan Wangchuan’s shoulder. Although he was wearing a hat and a scarf, his eyes were exposed and uncomfortable from the flashing lights.

“Ahhh!” The little fellow groaned and snuggled into Yan Wangchuan’s arms uncomfortably.

“Ms. Qiao, what do you think about the recent news online about your mother? How much do you know?”

“Are you here for the design exhibition tomorrow? What is your attitude about Tang Jingci’s private life?”

“Mr. Yan…”

Yan Wangchuan was holding their son in his arms. Facing the cameras, Qiao Aiyun immediately shielded Song Fengwan behind her. Even though Qian Jiang blocked them, it was difficult for him to stop the three reporters alone. One of the reporters’ telephoto cameras almost passed him and hit Yan Wangchuan’s face.

Little Mr. Yan kept twisting his body in discomfort, looking innocent. He was obviously frightened by this scene.

Even in Nanjiang, when they occasionally met people taking photos secretly, these people were very far away and never dared to disturb them.

“Let’s go in first.” Qiao Aiyun couldn’t be bothered to deal with the reporters. She tugged at Yan Wangchuan’s clothes and tried to pull him into the shop.

Yan Wangchuan’s expression was stern as he stared at the reporters. He raised his hand and patted Qian Jiang, who was standing in front of him. “Don’t stop them. Let them take photos.”

His tone was cold and domineering, and his expression was so sparse that it was almost frigid.

Little Mr. Yan had never seen his father like this before. When he felt that the atmosphere around him wasn’t right, he pouted and nuzzled his father’s neck and face, seemingly comforting him.

Yan Wangchuan’s heart softened, and he handed their son to Qiao Aiyun.

“Bring Wanwan in first. I’ll deal with them.”

Yan Wangchuan’s aura was very strong, and the reporters were stunned for a moment. When they regained their senses, only he and Qian Jiang were at the door.

His expression was cold and solemn. “Speak. What do you want to ask?”

When he suddenly did this, the reporters were dumbfounded and didn’t know what to do next.

“Say something. What do you want to ask?” His voice suddenly raised, scaring the reporters.

They felt an inexplicable fear of being dominated.