MTL - Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan-Chapter 1047 Suspect him, is it Shen Qian?

  Chapter 1047 Suspect him, is it Shen Qian?

  Shen Wei: "The fate is over. When did Yan Shao move here?"

  Yan Zhihui: "Last month. Is Ms. Shen single now?"

  Shen Wei: "Yes. Yan Shao grew up in Jingping?"

  Yan Zhihui: "No. What is Miss Shen doing in Jingping?"

  Shen Wei raised his eyebrows: "Business. Why do you think I'm 'Lai Jingping'? What if I live forever?"

  Yan Zhifan: "Your accent tells me that you are not from Jingping."

  Shen Wei: "Shao Yan's accent doesn't seem to be authentic."

   "As I said just now, I didn't grow up in Jingping, and I stayed abroad for a few years. Ms. Shen's questions seem to revolve around me. Are you interested in me?"

   "Just curious. Where did Yan Shao grow up?"

   "Not a good memory, so I refuse to answer."

  Shen Wei: "Have you ever been to Ningcheng?"

  Yan Zhifan: "No. Why do you ask?"

   "I'm from Ningcheng. Alright, let's stop here, the game is over."

  The man smiled slightly: "Miss Shen is a very interesting person."

   "Young Master Yan is also very funny."

   "We will be neighbors from now on, please take care of me."

   "Naturally. The dog has been delivered, and the tea has been drunk. Let's take my leave."

  Yan Zhihui didn't stop him again, watched the woman leave from her back, then raised his hand to stroke the dog's head, in exchange for Bai Tuanzi's coquettish intimacy.

Sudden-

   "Shen Qian!"

  The man paused for a moment, his eyes were fleeting, and then slowly raised his head with a blank expression: "Miss Shen... who are you?"

  Shen Yu went back and forth, observing the man's reaction from a distance.

   "Sorry, slip of the tongue."

   After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

   This time I really left.

  Yan Zhifan drank the last sip of tea in the cup, and fed the remaining half of the sandwich to Bai Tuanzi.

"Is it tasty?"

   "Wow woof—"

   "Greedy dog."

  After it finished eating, Yan Zhifan picked up the leash: "Let's go, let's go into the house."

   One person and one dog went in one after another, and the tea sets left on the table that hadn't been cleaned up in time were arranged in a mess.

   Indoor.

   Bai Bai consciously lay down in the kennel, lazily taking a nap.

  Yan Zhi went back upstairs, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and rinsed the foam off his hands.

  Suddenly, there was a pause.

   Fingertips brushed against the inside of the other wrist, before Shen Wei wiped his cuffs, she must have been staring at this place, right?

  Unfortunately, nothing.

  The marks scratched by shrapnel back then have been smoothed out by laser surgery.

  Not only here, but also every part of the body that was injured and scarred in that attack is now clean.

  Recalling her endless "Shen Qian", the corner of the man's mouth raised, "Have you begun to suspect?"

  In the mirror, the man smiled.

  …

  Shen Yu was indeed suspicious.

  Yan Zhihui felt too familiar to her. Although he had a strange face on his face, his voice was completely different from that person, and even some habits in his gestures and gestures were not similar, she still thought of Shen Qian inexplicably.

  The man who died to save her.

   But he didn't have a scar on his wrist, and he didn't have much reaction to the name "Shen Qian".

  Shen Yu hesitated.

   "What did you tell him?" Suddenly, a cold shout came, filled with anger and dissatisfaction.

   Shen Yu raised her head, and Quan Hanting was right in front of her eyes, and she took half a step back.

   "Let me ask you, what did you say to Yan?"

  A look of jealousy.

  Shen Wei: "What's none of your business?"

   "I'm your man! It's none of my business if you talk and laugh with other opposite sexes!"

   "You missed two words—was."

  The former man.

Past tense.

  Quan Hanting's face turned black, and because of guilt and guilt, the decibel lowered unconsciously: "You announced it unilaterally, and I didn't agree."

   "It's all the same." Shen Wei didn't bother to talk to him.

  Quan Hanting blocked her way.

   "What do you want to do?" Shen Wei took time off.

   "I..." He couldn't speak.

"Step aside."

   "Wuhou, don't associate with the surname Yan, he has a problem!"

  The woman's eyebrows and eyes twitched slightly, maybe Liu Master Quan is more informed than her?

   "Really? What's the problem?"

   "I haven't found it yet, but this person is definitely not simple. His origin and history have been completely blocked by the Yan family, and some information that should be left behind has also been erased. It is not like the attitude towards an orthodox heir."

   To put it bluntly, the heir wants to be justified.

   Now Yan Zhihui has reached that position, but the background has not been disclosed to the public for a long time.

   For example, who is his biological mother.

  Everyone in the circle knows that Yan Ke's dead wife has nothing to do with him, and Yan knows that he brought it back from outside.

  Two years ago, Yan Ke's original spouse died of illness. It stands to reason that the people he raised outside should welcome them back.

   It is true that they welcome back, and it is Yang Lan who is now the mistress of the Yan family, but it does not say that Yan Zhihui is Yang Lan's son.

   Moreover, these two people are not close in public, and they rarely even say a word.

   Not like a biological mother and child.

   Therefore, the outside world tacitly agrees that Yan Zhifan was born to a certain mistress strictly except Yang Lan.

   This is why even though Shen Yu met Yang Lan as Mrs. Yan at the banquet, she didn't immediately suspect that Yan Zhihui was Shen Qian.

   "Why are you so curious about him?" Quan Hanting's brows were frowned.

  (end of this chapter)