"It's natural to feel refreshed when you have a woman by your side." Yan Jia didn't say much, "Old Ji, thank you for what happened last night. I'll take care of it here in Lancheng."

"Don't embarrass your family."

Yan Jia said nothing more and hung up the phone after a few pleasantries.

Family? Do they regard him as family?

Lao Ji, he remembers that when he first met him, he was cruel and ruthless, and he was a very powerful person. Now that he is over thirty years old, he seems to have become kinder and softer, and his speech has become much gentler. It seems that he has a wife.

no the same.

Yan Jia never thought that Ji Changmu would marry Qiao Muyuan.

Unexpectedly, the Qiao family did not object.

Yan Jia stretched out his hand, landed on Lin Zhi's head, and gently stroked her soft hair.

Lin Zhi trembled and wanted to avoid it, but when she thought about how there was such a big space in the car, where could she hide?

She pretended not to notice, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Jia's hands became even more irregular. His fingers were entangled in her hair, and he touched her pearl earrings. His long and warm fingertips touched her white neck back and forth.

This kind of touch made Lin Zhi very uncomfortable.

She frowned and would hide away when she couldn't bear it anymore.

Yan Jia smiled, with an unknown meaning on his eyebrows: "You are already a mother, why are you still so sensitive?"

"Yan Jia, there are differences in our identities."

"Oh, you just want to show off to me as my sister-in-law again, you really treat me as my sister-in-law." He sneered, not taking it seriously at all.

Lin Zhi didn't want to quarrel with him. No matter in terms of status, physical strength or words, she was no match for him.

Not long after, the car drove back to Yan's house.

Yan Songyuan is playing with Zhouzhou.

Last night, Yan Songyuan suffered a heart attack. Fortunately, there was a doctor at home, so nothing serious happened.

This morning, Yan Songyuan was relatively weak and didn't go anywhere. He stayed with Zhouzhou at home.

He likes this little grandson very much, and he may be the only heir to the Yan family.

As soon as Yan Jia entered the living room, Zhouzhou's sharp eyes were shining, and he waved his white and tender little chubby hands: "Second uncle."

In the blink of an eye, Zhouzhou saw Lin Zhi again: "Mom! Mom!"

He was still closer to Lin Zhi and ran over to ask her to hug him.

Lin Zhi's eyes were filled with water and she picked up Zhou Zhou.

When she went to see Zuo Tao last night, what she thought about most was Zhouzhou. She was not afraid of anything else, except that she was afraid that something bad would happen and have a bad impact on Zhouzhou.

Fortunately... everything is stable.

Yan Songyuan had no good feelings toward his son and said nothing.

However, Yan Jia took the initiative to walk over, slowly took off his black coat, and rolled up one of his sleeves: "Dad, let's talk?"

A picture of a loving father and a filial son.

Yan Songyuan stood up and said in a deep voice: "Study."

"OK."

Zhouzhou originally wanted to be hugged by his second uncle, but Lin Zhi pulled him back.

Lin Zhi carried him to the piano room.

The Yan family's piano room is very large, but it was not built specifically for Zhouzhou. This piano room was the place where Yan Feng and Yan Jia practiced piano when they were young.

Nowadays, no one in the family plays the piano anymore, so this place is left to Zhou Zhou.

Zhouzhou's piano teacher is a young boy in his early twenties who has just graduated from the art department. We have made an appointment at ten o'clock for him to teach Zhouzhou how to play the piano.

Zhouzhou is like other children, he doesn’t like to study but likes to play.

But he doesn't dare because his mother will be cruel to him.
Chapter completed!