Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Song Bojian was rarely so resolute, and no matter what excuses Yan An made, it didn't change his mind and made her accompany him to meet the elder.

He also made it clear that he would go to meet her and she would just wait for him at her elders' home.

Yan An thought that it was pointless for her to go with him, and Song Bojian said so.

He said he was a little afraid of the authority of this elder, and with her, his former assistant, around, he felt more confident.

This sounded like a joke, but it sounded particularly serious when it came out of Song Bojian's mouth.

Yan An followed him.

Fortunately, the heartbreaking value did not increase, and they were able to safely reach an ancient and quaint... scenic spot?

The buildings inside are simple and quiet, and when you look around, you will have a mysterious feeling of traveling back to ancient times.

Every step in the pavilions and towers brings a new view.

It doesn't seem like a scenic spot. After all, the guards at the scenic spot won't stand in a row at the door and strictly check every car entering and leaving.

There are no tourists in the place where there is no charge. It can't be that Song Bojian booked the whole place to meet his elders?

Yan An felt that Song Bojian was not such a fierce person.

The further the car drove, the wider Yan An's eyes became.

Looking at the people in uniform walking back and forth in the garden managing the flowers and plants, Yan An finally confirmed that this was not a scenic spot, but someone's home.

It reminded me of a real-world video that jokingly showed many tourists checking in in front of a beautiful building.

As a result, when the door was opened, the owner came out in a luxury car.

I thought it was a tourist attraction, but it turned out to be someone else's home.

She also felt deeply at this moment.

She was told that she just had to wait, and that was true.

After Yan An was led into a room, Song Bojian went to meet the elders, and she stayed in this room to drink tea and eat snacks.

Carefully observing the various exquisite and ancient ornaments placed around him, Yan An stood in the yard without saying a word.

Otherwise, if her bad luck is not suppressed, she may not be able to afford the compensation for any of them that fall.

There are many flowers planted in the yard, which are blooming beautifully and fragrant, attracting colorful butterflies.

Yan An didn't know what kind of flower it was, so he took out a photo from his phone to identify it. After searching, he silently took a few steps back.

It is also a little further away from these clusters of flowers.

Such expensive flowers were grown in the yard, and she saw many similar flowers along the way.

Yan An could only sigh again that Song Bojian's elder was also a rich man, and an extraordinary rich man.

On the other side, Song Bojian sat opposite a kind white-haired old lady.

He made tea with smooth movements, and the old lady looked at him kindly with a friendly smile.

"That girl looks very well-behaved and likable."

"Yeah." Song Bojian responded softly. The old lady opposite couldn't help but look at him again, "So you like it too?"

"She used to be my assistant and helped me find the human traffickers' account books."

"She's quite a formidable girl. No wonder you brought her here this time. Did those bad guys take action?"

"Well, thank you for your help this time."

"It's okay. My husband and I have no children. It's normal for me to be with a little girl."

The old lady took a sip of the teacup and nodded. "When my wife was alive, she loved the tea you brewed. It's a pity that you are very busy."

"It's my fault."

"What's wrong with you? You've been working so hard." The old lady looked at Song Bojian across from her with distress, "Don't be too hard on yourself."

Song Bojian smiled without saying anything. The old lady shook her head and sighed, but said nothing more.

On the other side, Yan An was sitting on the steps playing with her cell phone. As soon as she sat down, someone brought a recliner to her.

Yan An had no choice but to lie down on the recliner.

After a while, snacks and tea were brought to the side of the lounge chair.

She was taken very good care of.

If she hadn't been playing with her cell phone and wearing a skirt, she would have thought she had traveled back to ancient times and become a young lady.

In less than an hour, Song Bojian came to see her.

Seeing her finish most of the snacks on the table, he asked, "Do you like it?"

Yan An nodded, "It's delicious."

Song Bojian glanced at the middle-aged man standing not far away. The man smiled, nodded, and left.

After Yan An and Song Bojian walked out and got into the car, the middle-aged man handed two paper bags to Liu Yong through the car window.

Liu Yong took the two handbags and smiled, "Thank you, uncle."

The middle-aged man smiled kindly, nodded, and waved at them.

The car window rolled up and slowly drove out of the huge garden.

After returning to the mountain, Liu Yong gave the handbag to Yan An, and Yan An realized that it was full of snacks.

Some of them were dishes she had eaten before and some she had not, and they were all exquisite and beautiful.

When I opened the box, the snacks were still warm.

In the evening, the four of them had dinner together.

Yan An and Qian Lai came over first. Qian Lai was concentrating on looking at his phone, and Yan An was arranging the chopsticks.

Liu Yong brought over a bowl of vegetarian meatball soup, and the large porcelain bowl cracked when it passed Yan An.

Yan An hid when he heard the alarm, but it was liquid and there was always splashing.

A hand reached out from behind, grabbed Yan An's waist, and quickly took her away to prevent her from getting burned.

"Hiss." Qian Lai exclaimed, looking at the red spots on his hands. He was just about to say how much strength Liu Yong had to crush the soup bowl.

He glanced at the boss behind Yan An and let go of Yan An.

Although the boss's expression was indifferent, he asked in a caring tone, "Are you burned?"

Qian Lai stretched out his hand and said, "It's burned."

Yan An shook his head. Song Bojian looked at Qian Lai and said, "There's medicine. Apply some and it will heal quickly."

Qian Lai: That's it? It's true that only the newcomers laugh, but the old ones don't cry.

And this new guy is about to quit.

Liu Yong was still a little dazed. When the soup bowl cracked, he let go and took a step back, but he was safe and sound.

But I just don’t understand why the bowl, which was fine just now, is cracked?

Yan An, "I just said that sometimes, the bowl will crack on its own."

Song Bojian walked to his seat and sat down, "I believe it now."

So in the morning, he didn't believe it...

Yan An helped Liu Yong clean the floor, and they started to eat.

The next morning, Liu Yong knocked on Yan An's door carrying a backpack.

Yan An was half asleep, "What's wrong, Brother Liu?"

"Are you still sleepy? How about... you sleep a little longer?" Although he said this, it was obvious from Liu Yong's expression that he was expressing something.

It’s already this late, don’t go to sleep.

Yan An glanced at his phone. It was nine o'clock.

"No need to sleep, do you have anything to do?"

"send you home."

"Huh?" Yan An was stunned. "Isn't it dangerous now?"

"never mind."

"why?"

"Because you went with your boss to visit the old general's wife yesterday, and the paparazzi took pictures of you, those people will mistakenly think that you are close to Mrs. Zhu and won't dare to touch you again."

How could someone be photographed so easily in a place where there are multiple levels of checks at the entrance?

Yan An was stunned. Could it be that the visit yesterday was for her?

Yan An changed his clothes and came out, wanting to thank Song Bojian, but couldn't find him.

Liu Yong said that he probably went to work, and urged Yan An to hurry up, so Yan An did not delay any further.

The two took the cable car down the mountain and saw a person holding a large bouquet of flowers from afar, who was blocked by security guards at the foot of the mountain.

When Yan An got closer and saw who it was, he was a little surprised.

"Mr. Zhao?"

"He is so handsome, and you can tell at first glance that he is a young master who has been with many women. What is he doing here? Did he come to the wrong place? There is no one he can pursue on the mountain." Liu Yong commented.