Song Qinian looked at Shen Chi Yan in disbelief, only to see him smile and walk towards her.
"I have a friend in e-commerce who has agreed to sell all the wine from Qingjiu Village."
The wine from Qingjiu Village was mellow and sweet, and did not cause headaches even when drunk in large quantities. However, due to its obscure fame, its production had always been low.
Shen Chi Yan was not one to meddle in other people's affairs. The main reason he decided to help Qingjiu Village was because of Song Qinian. Song Qinian was born in Qingjiu Village, and he loved her as he loved the village.
With this decision made, Shen Chi Yan, early in the morning, had his grandmother take him to the village chief's house. Upon hearing the news, the village chief was so excited that he almost knelt down to Shen Chi Yan.
As the village chief of Qingjiu Village, he worried about selling the wine every year. With Shen Chi Yan's words, Qingjiu Village would only have to focus on brewing good wine, without fear of it not selling.
Not only that, Shen Chi Yan knew that winters in Qingjiu Village were difficult, so he specifically contacted people to install heating in every household, and also built many children's facilities and libraries.
This move made Zhang Tie Zhu and his group, who had previously not been convinced of Shen Chi Yan, completely subdued. As they left, they specially brought a large amount of local specialties to see them off.
The villagers of Qingjiu Village were too hospitable. To repay Shen Chi Yan's great kindness, the village chief insisted on having his son drive Shen Chi Yan and Song Qinian back to Jinghua City.
Gao Kun Lun was still investigating the car accident, and they couldn't refuse such hospitality, so they agreed.
After the group escorted them to the village entrance, Song Qinian became even more reluctant to leave her grandmother. She held her grandmother's hand tightly, her eyes red.
The elderly woman tried her best to restrain herself, but still couldn't help but shed tears of reluctance. Her aged hand caressed Song Qinian's cheek with heartache, "Niannian, you must be well. Only when you are well will Grandma be at ease."
Then, the old lady handed Song Qinian's hand to Shen Chi Yan. Her eyes filled with tears, she looked at Shen Chi Yan, entrusting her most beloved and most worried-about granddaughter to him.
"Ah Yan, Niannian is in your hands. Please take good care of her and don't let her worry or be scared anymore."
The old lady had experience and could see that Shen Chi Yan and Song Qinian had argued.
But no matter why they argued, Shen Chi Yan, who was heavily injured, came to pick up Niannian, which meant he must have her in his heart.
Moreover, she had seen Shen Chi Yan's actions these past few days, and only hoped that Shen Chi Yan could bring Niannian hope.
Shen Chi Yan tightly gripped Song Qinian's hand, looked at her deeply, and then his gaze fell on the old lady. "Grandma, take care. As long as I am alive, I will not let her suffer or be hurt again."
The old lady then broke into a smile, "Alright, alright, it's not like we won't see each other again. You two should go quickly."
Song Qinian hugged her grandmother deeply, feeling both sad and sore in her heart.
With each passing day, her grandmother grew older.
Her father had been in prison for three years, separating them for three years. She had to find a way to save her father.
Before it was too late, she wanted to arrange for her grandmother and father to see each other.
Afterward, Song Qinian looked at Liu Xiao Ying. Liu Xiao Ying knew what she wanted to say and smiled, comforting her, "Don't worry, I will take good care of old Mrs. Song."
Song Qinian nodded and expressed her gratitude through sign language.
Despite their reluctance, they had to part. Song Qinian looked at the old lady's frail, hunched back and white hair, and secretly vowed that when she returned to Qingjiu Village next time, she would return with her father.
The thought of Song Guan Liang's matter brought Lin Qiu Tong to mind, and her mood inexplicably worsened. She no longer wanted to see Shen Chi Yan.
Shen Chi Yan could probably guess what Song Qinian was thinking and spoke to comfort her, "I will investigate your father's matter thoroughly..."
As soon as Shen Chi Yan finished speaking, Song Qinian glared at him. She angrily gestured, "Are you sure you're investigating, not covering up for Lin Qiu Tong? Lin Qiu Tong herself admitted that she framed my father. You... forget it..."
Thinking that it was useless for her to say these things, Song Qinian no longer wanted to gesture.
After all, no matter how much she said, Shen Chi Yan wouldn't believe her!
After all, in his eyes, Lin Qiu Tong was the most innocent, pure, and kind woman.
Shen Chi Yan had finally managed to coax her back and naturally dared not anger her again. Seeing Song Qinian looking out the window and not at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned Song Qinian's body to face him.
"We can't just forget it! Don't use that as an excuse to separate from me. I won't allow it!"
Song Qinian: "..."
Did he misunderstand something? She was returning to Jinghua City with him because she had to, not because she had agreed to remarry him.
"I will definitely give you an explanation regarding your father's matter."
Song Qinian did not want to argue with Shen Chi Yan in the car. She originally wanted to ask what Shen Chi Yan would do if Lin Qiu Tong had indeed framed her father. Would he send Lin Qiu Tong to prison?
In the end, she asked nothing.
It took a long time to travel from Qingjiu Village to Jinghua City, passing through a large forest. Song Qinian had been reluctant to leave her grandmother the night before and hadn't slept well, so she was a bit sleepy now.
At this moment, Shen Chi Yan glanced at the rearview mirror and keenly sensed something.
"An Sheng, when did that car behind us start following us?"
The village chief's son, An Sheng, looked honest but was quite shrewd.
He glanced at the car following them and said calmly, "I wasn't paying too much attention, but it seems like it's been following for a while."
Then he smiled and added, "This is the only road to Jinghua City. Perhaps they are also going to Jinghua City!"
Despite his words, Shen Chi Yan felt a sense of unease.
"Are there any forks ahead?"
"Yes, the fork two kilometers ahead leads to Yanhuo Village."
"Okay, when we get there, drive into the fork..."
Before Shen Chi Yan could finish speaking, the car behind them suddenly accelerated. An Sheng saw this and wanted to let them pass first, but the car showed no intention of stopping or overtaking, instead trying to ram into them.
"Accelerate, quickly!"
An Sheng slammed on the accelerator, and the two cars immediately began a chase.
At the intersection, An Sheng turned the steering wheel and drove into the fork, and the car behind them followed.
Song Qinian also realized something was wrong, her sleepiness completely gone. She looked back at the car behind them and instinctively grabbed Shen Chi Yan's clothes.
Shen Chi Yan held Song Qinian's hand and lowered his head to comfort her, "Don't be afraid."
Suddenly, An Sheng shouted, "Mr. Shen, they are really coming for us!"
"An Sheng, have you offended anyone?"
"Me? No?"
Since the other party was not coming for An Sheng, it meant they were coming for him and Song Qinian.
Thinking of the previous car accident, Shen Chi Yan's expression grew colder. At this moment, the car behind them accelerated and crashed into them.