Cang Family.

Yan Wang was lying in the small sofa in his room. On the table was a thermos cup in pink hairdryer animation style, with hot tea soaking inside, and emitting heat, scent of the room.

This thermos was given to Yan Wang by Yan Luo. While he was disgusted with his sister's childishness, he used it with a serious attitude.

When he just brought it back, the Cang family was shocked and thought Yan Wang liked this pink hair dryer and everything he bought was from Peppa Pig.

Yan Wang leaned on the sofa, staring at the book spread out on his legs with a solemn and focused look. His brows were sometimes frowning and sometimes soothing. Those who didn't know thought he was reading some world classics.

Yan Wang closed the book and wrote on the notebook "Recommended One Hundred Novels by Yan Luo" solemnly: "66, "My Dear People, Why Don't You Talk", a non-traditional domineering CEO article, a silly illusion, the heroine is a snapping turtle, the hero is an owl, the heroine is a bad and rude, the hero's father is a male mother, it is easy and hilarious, a group portrait of a group of middle-aged teenagers can be read."

"67, "One Hundred and Eight Treasures: She Grows Up by Zombies and Born to the Whole Empire", she has a big imagination. The heroine unknowingly gave birth to eight billion people, directly reviving the entire end of the world. One billion scientists' sons made weapons, two billion sons formed an army to attack zombies, one billion domineering president's son monopolizes the global economy, one billion..."

Before he could finish writing, bursts of exclamations came from downstairs.

It was very noisy, Yan Wang frowned and simply put down his pen and went downstairs to see what was going on below.

It was very lively downstairs, with people sitting neatly on the sofa, including his mother Cheng Miaojian, his nephew Cang Jinli, his elder brother Cang Longming, and his sister-in-law Yu Furong.

As soon as the school holiday began, Cang Longming and Cang Jinli became unemployed vagrants and could only watch TV with their mother and wife.

"This kid Atractylodes is OK, it has the style of my back then!"

Yu Furong glanced at him angrily, her face full of "You?"

Cang Longming said "hey" unconvincedly, "Don't be unconvinced, I was known as the 'Little Prince of Square Dance' back then."

Now, Yu Furong was just disgusted with her face, but now she said it directly, "You are the only one?"

Cang Longming was angry and laughed. Perhaps only his little sister Yan Luo could understand his dancing posture.

Cang Jinli sat in the middle, silently drinking his own water, looking at his nose and his heart, and not participating in the common tit-for-tat confrontation between the couple.

Neutrality and safety are his experience and way of survival.

Yu Jinxiang is also used to the direct way of getting along with her son and daughter-in-law. Anyway, the one who loses is usually her stupid son. She leisurely holds her head and watches her grandson's performance on the live TV broadcast.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his young son going downstairs, and she quickly waved to him, "Wangwang, come here!"

The couple who were arguing with whom the dance was more graceful, were so embarrassed that they wanted to find a crack in the floor. When they saw Yan Wang, they were as if they had seen a life-saving straw. "Fourth Uncle! Come and sit!"

Yu Furong didn't want to argue with the idiot in her eyes, so she waved to him with a smile, "Wangwang, come over and sit down with my sister-in-law."

Cang Longming was not willing to be outdone, "Wangwang, come to the eldest brother to sit down."

Yan Wang paused, suddenly he didn't think about what was going on.

He turned his head to look at the TV, and there was a man and a woman dancing inside, and the man was his nephew.

The woman...

His expression turned cold.

Although she was wearing a mask, he knew her figure even when she turned into ashes.

Yan Luo.

Yan Wang narrowed his eyes dangerously, his eyes cold, and his hands that were placed on Yan Luo's waist.

I wish I could chop off his claws.

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Yan Luo stood in the middle of the stage, holding the microphone and looking natural, "I am Yan Luo."

Yan Zheliu tried to make eye contact with her, and found that Yan Luo's eyes were not on him, but stuck to him intently-

Yun Qingci next to him?!

Yan Zheliu turned her head to look at Yun Qingci along Yan Luo's gaze, and found that the two of them were frowning and they didn't know what they were talking about. There seemed to be a natural barrier between them, and no one could get into the topic between them.

Ji Xingyu chewed and savored the name thoughtfully on the tip of his tongue, Yan Luo...

It sounds familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember it. The feeling of this answer on his lips made him itchy. He struggled in his heart for a few times, and couldn't help but ask Yan Zheliu, "Who is this?"

Yan Zheliu sighed deeply. He had been with Yan Luo for a while and let go of his prejudice and looked at this sister. He found that she was actually very transparent in dealing with people. On the surface, she was like treating ordinary family members, but she never tried to integrate into the Yan family. She was like an isolated island, smiling and facing everyone, and everyone could get close to her, but there were very few people who were truly accepted by her.

Always be awake and smile at others who are worried about her gains and losses.

Just like now, Yun Qingci may be more important to her than him and Ji Xingyu.

Yun Qingci picked up the microphone, exchanged glances with her in the air, and inexplicably began to introduce herself, "I am Yun Qingci."

Only the two of them knew that this was the first time they formally introduced themselves to each other.

Yan Luo nodded with a smile.

Yan Zheliu looked at Yun Qingci and then Yan Luo. She always felt that there was a story between the two that he didn't know. He picked up the microphone and said, "Yan Luo, are you appearing on this stage to pursue your dream?"

For the performance of the program, ordinary guests will affectionately explain that they are here to pursue their dreams that they had not had time to fulfill when they were young, and raise the pattern of the entire program. Then the audience is full of dream chasers, and they all empathize and cry.

Even the photographer pulled the camera closer and focused the camera on her face. A close-up of her appeared unexpectedly on the big screen behind her.

Because she didn't think about showing her face, Yan Luo didn't even apply lipstick, and she appeared in front of the camera with plain face. Her little face after exercise was fresh and bright, with a crimson blush. Her beautiful appearance, which was not suppressed by the ostentatious red hair, supported the exaggerated hair color well.

Suddenly, the people present couldn't help but stagnate their breathing.

Yan Luo scratched his head and said honestly, "It's really about pursuing my dream."

She took out a work card with a pin from the inside of her coat, and put it on her chest, and showed it to them, "This is my dream. I love my job. My work card is v587, and my work unit is in the dormitory management room on the first floor. If you have any questions, you can go to me."

Yan Zheliu's complicated eyes fell on her work sign, staring at the words "Doorman Group: Yan Luo" on it, and his tone was hesitant, "Your dream... is to be a dormanman?"

"No." Yan Luo shook his head and followed the flow of good deeds, "My dream is to make money."
Chapter completed!