Yan Shiqi didn't hide it, "He only told me, and I didn't ask much about the details." ”

"Well, insolvent, filed for bankruptcy last week!" the man explained, and after buckling his seat belt, his eyes flashed.

Yan Shiqi let out an 'oh', a little careless, "Insolvent...... It seems that the money that Wen Zhiyuan cashed out had no intention of helping the Yan family tide over the difficulties. ”

How ironic!

Over the years, the couple has supported Wen Zhiyuan with money, and I don't know how much money they have scattered.

Now 'insolvency' has forced the inkstone family to a dead end.

And the good daughter they had in mind seemed to have run away with money.

The man caught the faint mockery on her cheeks, and couldn't help but lean forward, pull the seat belt at her side, and when he fastened it for her, the mellow tone fell, "What do you want to eat at noon?"

He changed the topic, as if he didn't want Yan Shiqi's thoughts to stay on the rights and wrongs of the Yan family.

She hadn't eaten since morning, and it was close to noon, and she was afraid she was hungry.

Yan Shiqi's misty vision gradually cleared, and he temporarily suppressed a trace of worry in his heart, and his bright eyes lit up, "Eat hot pot, it's so cold, hot pot warms your stomach." ”

The man gave her a pampering look, "Okay,"

The two cars left the parking lot one after another, and in the direction of the outpatient building, in front of one of the windows, a figure stopped for a long time, watching the car disappear from sight.

He looked at it with a faint expression, holding his mobile phone in the palm of his back behind his back, and the gradually dimming screen page stayed on the message that Yan Shiqi sent him.

"Professor Lian, these materials prepared before the meeting are almost over, will you take a look at them again?"

The assistant of the seminar walked out of the conference room, saw him, and walked over with the materials.

Lian Zhen put the phone back in his pocket, wiped away the melancholy in his eyebrows, turned around and paced away.

After this day, I don't know when the next time I meet Xiao Seventeen.

......

In the afternoon of the same day, Yan Shiqi was packing his luggage in the villa and unexpectedly received a call from Cheng Yenan.

His voice came through the earpiece, slightly tired, "When do you plan to return to Licheng?"

Yan Shiqi glanced at the suitcase on the ground and chuckled: "Tomorrow." ”

In fact, their affairs in Dijing have basically been dealt with.

There is really no need to stay here.

As for Wen Zhiyuan, she is now in Malaysia, and she doesn't know the specific situation, so it is impossible for them to rashly go to Malaysia to arrest people.

So, after the meal, they discussed it and planned to leave for the next day.

Cheng Ye Nan's breath paused, "So fast?"

"What's the matter? Didn't you keep urging me to go back before, but now you think I'm too fast?" Yan Shiqi sat on the ground in the luggage room.

She faintly heard Cheng Yenan's unusual tone, her nails rubbing against the edge of the suitcase, and her eyebrows were slightly twisted.

Cheng Yenan chuckled, but it was very far-fetched, "Don't talk nonsense! I wish you would come back as soon as possible." However, you can't come back tomorrow, the roadshow of "Elysian Dynasty" has begun, and the first stop is Dijing.

Lin Mo'er is currently studying abroad, and she can't come back. The entire crew, only you, the second female lead, can support the scene, Liu Qinggang told me that you must be there. ”

These words made Yan Shiqi's expression instantly entangled.

At lunchtime, he said that he would go back tomorrow, and his grandfather knew about it, and he specially asked his third uncle to arrange a business plane to send them.

Moreover, I don't know if it's her delusion, the fourth brother seems to have a lot of business to deal with, because in just an hour of lunch, he couldn't answer three phone calls......