This was not the first time that the idea of divorce appeared in Tan Sheng's mind.
Ever since Ning Lin forced her daughter to learn things she didn't like for her so-called dream, and relied on crazy emotions and "love" to bind her daughter to accept her arrangements, he had thought about divorce.
But Jin Yan was still young at that time, and if her parents divorced, it would also have a certain impact on her.
In addition, Ning Lin did restrain herself a lot after he warned her several times and never did anything excessive, so he temporarily gave up the idea of divorce.
And since the impostor appeared, every day in the past month, everything Ning Lin did told him how ridiculous his previous kindness was.
Not long after hanging up Qin He's phone, Tan Sheng called a private lawyer and asked the lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.
The lawyer asked a few simple questions, and after knowing Tan Sheng's attitude, he went to work.
After Tan Sheng washed up and went out, he happened to see Quan Jian standing at Jin Yan's door.
As soon as he passed by, Quan Jian said, "Uncle Tan, why are you up so early?"
"It's not too late for you." Tan Sheng said.
What are you doing wandering outside Yan Yan's room so early in the morning?
With ulterior motives!
As if he didn't notice the smell of gunpowder in Tan Sheng's words, Quan Jian said innocently: "Ten hours, thirty-seven minutes and twenty-five seconds have passed since we separated last night. I'm afraid that Yan Yan will wake up and go to bed again." It’s transparent, so I don’t know if it has any effect if I come here.”
Tan Sheng: "..."
Seeing Tan Sheng's speechless expression, Quan Jian's lips curled up without leaving any trace.
Soon he added, "I don't know if she's awake. Since you're up, go in and have a look."
Seeing that Quan Jian was so knowledgeable, Tan Sheng nodded.
There are only a few people in the family, but they always knock on the door whenever they enter Jin Yan's room. Due to the special circumstances, Jin Yan's bedroom door is never closed.
Tan Shengfang walked over lightly and pushed the door open a crack. When he saw Jin Yan curled up into a ball with the quilt wrapped around him, the smile spread in his eyes.
He closed the door again and said to Quan Jian, who was standing one meter behind him, watching: "It's okay, she's still asleep, don't disturb her."
He walked ahead.
Quan Jian was unwilling to see Jin Yan sleeping, but he didn't want to go too far, so he followed behind.
It took another two hours before Jin Yan got up.
When she went down, the house was quiet. Only Quan Jian was using the computer on the sofa. She asked curiously: "Where are the others?"
Quan Jian put the computer aside and stood up, picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on Jin Yan.
After Jin Yan sat down, he went to the kitchen and took out the breakfast that Uncle Wei had prepared.
After testing the temperature of the milk, Quan Jian handed the hot milk to Jin Yan, "Uncle Tan went to the company and will be back soon. You have breakfast first."
Jin Yan took a sip of the sweet milk, and when he put down the cup, there was already a milky white beard around his mouth.
She was about to eat something else when she saw Quan Jian turned on her phone.
"What are you doing? Do you want to take pictures?" Jin Yan asked.
Quan Jian nodded, hiding his bad intentions and not telling Jin Yan that there was milk on his lips, and quickly pressed the shutter button.
There was a click.
A girl with a cute milk beard and eyes as beautiful as night was fixed on the phone.
Jin Yan didn't see the photo and was still asking, "Can it be taken? I saw a news yesterday, saying that someone took a picture of Ah Piao at night, but there was no face, only a white and elegant figure. I am no longer a human being but a ghost." You shouldn’t be able to take pictures if you’re not a ghost, right?”
Quan Jian's heart froze, even though he knew that what Jin Yan said was just a joke. He also felt distressed.
He showed the photo to Jin Yan, "Don't talk nonsense, you are different from them."
Although he didn't know why Jin Yan had a real body after he touched her, there were many things in the world that couldn't be explained by common sense.
But he knew it, and so did Tan Sheng.
Jin Yan is Jin Yan.
It has nothing to do with what she became.
Jin Yan took the phone and looked at it. She couldn't help but laugh at first. Halfway through her laughter, she remembered that the person with the mustache in the photo was herself, and her smile disappeared again.
"You didn't tell me and you went out of your way to pat me. What do you want?" she asked, grabbing Quan Jian's ear.
Quan Jian pretended to cry out in pain, but stretched his neck and moved his head towards Jin Yan.
"I want to keep you," he said.
Regardless of Jin Yan in normal state.
It’s still this cute little ghost in front of me.
…
Tan Sheng didn't come back until noon.
He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and everything he wore was surprisingly expensive. He looked like a high-ranking and unattainable big boss.
But at this moment, he was holding green onions, ginger and garlic in one hand and a box of hairy crabs in the other.
Jin Yan: "..."
Authorization: "..."
Quan Jian winked at Jin Yan, was Uncle Tan so down-to-earth in private?
Jin Yan's mouth twitched.
Her eyes warned Quan Jian to stay calm and not make Tan Sheng angry. She ran to the door and took the things in Tan Sheng's hand, "Dad, why are you dressed like this today?"
"Isn't he handsome?" Tan Sheng asked.
Jin Yan shook his head, "No, you are handsome no matter what. It's just that you are usually a business boss who kills everyone on Wall Street. Today, you are a business boss who understands the people's sentiments and gives you warmth."
Tan Sheng: "..."
I just mentioned one thing, is the contrast so big?
No wonder Old Wei looked at him so strangely when he helped to get things.
While Jin Yan was blowing the rainbow skin, Quan Jian had already come over to help her take things to the kitchen.
Seeing with his own eyes a hand reaching out and then letting go, and the connection was completed without any communication, Tan Sheng felt extremely depressed.
Show your courtesy for nothing.
Take a look.
After coming here so many times, my daughter has become immune to the existence of the authority.
I can't stand it and can't do it.
Frustrated!
Fortunately, Quan Jian had already mastered the art of observing words and expressions. When he saw Tan Sheng's impatient expression, he immediately took the computer and went elsewhere.
Quan Jian opened a recording file, and Long Jue's voice came from it.
"Are you all useless? Since the Eyes of Heaven are everywhere, why can't you even find a woman?"
"How many times do I have to tell you, what I'm looking for is not Tan Jinyan, her name is Jin Yan, I'll look for her right away. If you can't find her, I'll bury you all with her!"
"Also, we must find Xuanyuan Shang and Murong Jin as quickly as possible and bring all their biographical information to me."
"This time I have even staked the fate of the country. Xuanyuan Shang, Xuanyuan Shang, I want to see if you are willing to give up your apocalypse, and see how you can defeat me!"
"Yan'er, wait for me!"
Quan Jian listened to the recording, sometimes frowning unbearably, and sometimes darkening his face.
Judging from the available information, in addition to the counterfeiters Jin Yan and Long Jue, there is a high probability that the two emperors named Xuanyuan Shang and Murong Jin have also traveled through time.
And they gambled on the fate of the country, at the expense of the life and death of the people of the country and the annihilation of historical and cultural inheritance, to turn things around and change their fate against the will of heaven, just to compete for this woman named Jin Yan. .
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