Noble Master’s Grand Marriage - C43

Su Yan suddenly remembered that Xiao Yang had sneakily returned from abroad to look for her. Then, this agent had suddenly come knocking on his door …

She hurriedly held Wang Ying Ai’s hand and also smiled. “Hello, Su Yannan. Thank you for taking care of Qing Cen for me these past two years.”

Pausing, she continued, “Qing Cen’s return was a bit impulsive, but we haven’t seen each other in a long time, so —”

Wang Ying Ai laughed and interrupted her, “You think I’m here to settle the score with him?”

“I knew that Qingchen was planning to return home, but I didn’t expect him to be in such a hurry. He was in such a hurry to return home to find you before I even applied for leave for him …”

She looked rather easy to talk to. Su Yan thought for a while before ordering, “Qing Cen, a guest came to our house with great difficulty. Go out and buy some fruits.”

“Got it Sis, I’ll be back soon.”

Wang Yingyu looked over in surprise.

He really couldn’t believe that the extremely cold and indifferent boy would be so obedient in the past.

“Miss Wang, please take a seat.” Su Yan smiled in an odd manner. “The house has just been cleaned, so don’t mind it.”

Wang Yingyu, on the other hand, sat down without saying anything.

Su Yan’s expression turned serious as he cut straight to the point. “Miss Wang, I heard from Qing Cen that you were the one who brought him into the entertainment industry two years ago?”

Wang Ying loved to raise his eyebrows.

“It’s like this. I’ve only recently heard about this from Qing Cen,” Su Yannan pursed his lips and continued, “I don’t think that with Qing Cen’s character, she’s not suitable to be in this circle.”

“So, you want him to quit?”

“Miss Wang, we all know that two years ago, Qingchen was still a minor. Without the consent of the guardian, all the contracts he signed did not count.”

Su Yan let out an odd smile. “Unfortunately, I’m his guardian now.”

Wang Yingyi smiled with her charming eyes narrowed.

“Then do you think that I was only able to bring QingCen into this circle because of deceit?”

“When signing the contract, we also took into account his special circumstances. However, two years ago, Cen Qing was already equipped with the ability to engage in civil conduct, so we specifically asked the lawyer to draw up a separate contract for him. Even if two years have passed, we don’t need to ask for your consent for this contract.”

Su Yan’s expression changed as he heard Wang Ying’s words, “You think too highly of yourself. You want him to quit? Did you ask Qing Cen if he likes doing this sort of work?”

Wang Ying’s attitude was very rude, “What’s more, this contract was signed by Qing Cen two years ago. As his sister, where were you two years ago?”

The aggressive words made Su Yan unable to retort. However, she did her best to straighten her back and meet her gaze.

Wang Ying loved to watch her reaction, and found it very interesting.

He looked to be even younger than Qing Cen, yet he pretended to be an adult in order to negotiate with him …

Smiling, Wang Yingyi sat down again, took out a business card from her bag and handed it over.

“Qing Cen is a good person. Since I’ve signed on with him, I’ll take responsibility for him to the end,” she said. “If you’re worried, you can come over to the company when you’re free.”

Company?

Su Yan frowned as he glanced at the name card. There were a few large words written on it.

Jinhua Film and Television.

His heart skipped a beat. This wasn’t …

“This is a company owned by the Wen Family,” Wang Ying smiled lovingly. “I think you know better than me what it means to enter the Wen Family’s Film Group. If that’s the case, do you still think that it’s a bad thing for Qing Cen to enter this industry?”

Su Yan pursed his lips and was about to speak when An Qingchen walked into the living room with fruit in her hand.

She walked over, took the watermelon from his hand, and walked into the kitchen. “You take a rest. I’ll go cut the melon.”

Seeing that An Qingchen had quickly recovered his expressionless face, Wang Yingyi said with great interest, “You are indeed very talented in acting.”

An Qingcheng calmly walked over and sat down, “Why did you suddenly return home?” The training over there has already ended? ”

“If it weren’t for you, would I have brought these students back so quickly?” Wang Ying smiled lovingly and said, “Qing Cen, how can you thank me? I purposely fought with people at the top of the company for you, making your debut a few months earlier.”

As she spoke, she drew closer to An Qingchen. Sensing her movements, An Qingchen frowned and immediately stood up.

Wang Yingyi smiled as she smelled the scent on her body, “I didn’t spray any perfume today. Why? Are you still not allowing me to get close to you?”

An Qingchen looked at her with a terrifyingly cold expression.

Wang Ying gave a gentle smile. “Qing Cen, did you know that your good sister just told me that with your personality, you’re not suitable to be in the entertainment circle?”

“Someone who dared to negotiate with me alone at the age of sixteen …”

“Alright, I’ll stop talking.” Sensing An Qingchen’s cold gaze, she quickly shut her mouth.

When Su Yan came out with a plate of watermelon, he ran into Wang Ying Ai who was about to leave.

“Are you leaving, Little Wang?”

Wang Yingyu picked up a piece of watermelon with one hand and rubbed her head with the other. “I’m a few years older than you, you don’t have to call me my beloved sister.”

Looking at her tender face, Wang Ying couldn’t help but pinch her fingers and laugh. “Qingchen’s training is already lagging behind by a few days. Remember to bring him to the company tomorrow to report. I’ll take you to see the company’s situation.”

Su Yannan was dumbfounded by her cordial actions. “…” “Oh okay, I understand.”

Wang Ying’s red lips curled even deeper.

After she left, An Qingchen followed her and changed her shoes.

“Hey, Qingchen, where are you going?”

An Qing turned her head away, “I want to buy something.”

Strange?

Didn’t Qingzen have a sprained leg? Why are you walking so fast?

Su Yan He stared at An Qingchen’s back and furrowed his brows. After a long while, he returned to the kitchen and started tossing and turning for dinner.

When she brought a few dishes to the table, An Qingchen happened to be carrying a bunch of bottles and things into the room.

Opening it, he saw that there were all kinds of air fresheners.

“Qingchen, you —”

Before he could finish his words, An Qingchen skillfully opened a bottle and sprayed it all over the living room.

Especially the place where Wang Yingyi was sitting earlier.

An Qing Cen only stopped with satisfaction after spitting out a bottle.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a sculpture standing by the wall. The sculpture was staring at him in a daze.

“Sis, I can’t smell a very pungent smell, that’s why …” He was stunned and stood there at a loss of what to do. “Sis, you can’t be blaming me for buying so many fresheners, right?”

“It’s fine. If you want to buy it, then buy it,” Su Yannan waved his hands, indulging his little sheep’s obsession for cleanliness. “Hurry up and come eat after you wash your hands.”

At the dining table.

Su Yannan looked at An Qingchen with a perturbed expression on his face.

An Qingchen swallowed a piece of egg and slowly chewed it. It was a long time before he finally swallowed it.

“How is it, Qingchen?” Is that okay? ”

“Sis, did you not add salt?”

“Yes, I did,” Su Youting said as he picked up an egg and placed it in his mouth.

Even though it was his first time cooking, it was barely salty, and the taste was obviously not bad.

She watched as An Qingchen carried the scrambled eggs with tomatoes into the kitchen.

After thinking for a moment, he also quickly followed.

She lay on her stomach and watched An Qingchen skillfully pour the scrambled eggs into the wok.

However, An Qingchen’s following actions left her completely dumbfounded.

He poured three tablespoons full of salt into the pot without even frowning.

Seeing that he was still scooping up the salt, Su Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, “Cen, do you have such a heavy taste?” It’s bad for the body to eat so much salt, ”

An Qingchen looked at her in confusion. “Are there a lot?”

After saying that, he took a sip, “Sis, don’t you think it’s still very light? I usually put seven or eight tablespoons, ”

Su Yan’s mind buzzed. He finally realized that something was amiss.

“Cen,” the smile on her face slowly faded. “All these years, did you cook like this?”