The flash marriage partner is a mysterious boss

Chapter 33 An Lin Is My Family

At the gate of the police station was a luxury car that was expensive just because of its appearance. In front of the car stood a middle-aged man in a short tuxedo who looked like a British butler.

The man saw her, opened the car door, and half-bent down to make a gesture of please.

Yu Wanwan looked back at the police officer who sent her out in surprise. Was this car also arranged by the police station?

The old butler explained her doubts: "We are Mr. An's family, and we came here specially to pick you up."

An Lin's family?
She had never heard An Lin mention her family, and she couldn't tell the truth from the fake right now.

She could only look at the two police officers again and ask them for confirmation.

The middle-aged police officer patted his chest and promised: "If it's fake, it's guaranteed." Then he stood with a smile on his face and sent her off: "Miss Yu, go slowly."

Confirmed by the police officer, she got into the car despite being full of doubts.

This car is quite different from ordinary sedans.

Its car seat arrangement is not the traditional way of two or three rows placed in parallel. Two leather sofas standing by the window and facing each other are the car seats.The car is even equipped with a bar and wine cooler.

From the servants to the facilities, there is a sense of rich and willful arrogance everywhere.

After walking in, I realized that there was another person sitting in the car.

is an old man.

He was wearing a straight Tang suit, with a cane, sitting upright, with gray temples, looking majestic and inviolable.

Moreover, this person's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to An Lin's.

Yu Wanwan hurriedly greeted her.

"Hello."

At this time, the front co-pilot, the butler in black short tuxedo also took a seat, turned around and introduced to Yu Wanwan: "This is Mr. An's grandfather."

Hearing that it was An Lin's grandfather, Yu Wanwan bowed to the old man again and called out, "Grandpa is good."

Old Mr. Qiao snorted softly, and when he spoke, his tone was full of oppression: "Who allowed you to call you grandpa? I recognize you as granddaughter-in-law?"

Yu Wanwan was a little dizzy by these words.

Does the old man hate her and doesn't want to accept her?
Sad, helpless, embarrassed.

All kinds of emotions came to mind.

When Yu Wanwan was at a loss, Mr. Qiao was also looking at her.

I don't know where Jianshen found such a little girl.

Unkempt, disheveled, with a droopy face, not even makeup, so that the bruises under the eyes are clearly visible, and the facial features are fairly delicate, but it's a pity that the clothes are rustic, and they can't stand on the stage at first glance.

Especially the pair of washed white canvas shoes on her feet are simply the best proof of her poverty and embarrassment.

Old Mr. Qiao didn't hide his contempt and dissatisfaction. Yu Wanwan was not stupid, so of course he felt it.

She always thought that An Lin's family would be an ordinary working family. In her heart, parents who could raise an elegant child like An Lin must be very gentle and loving.

But the old man in front of him is not easy to get along with.

Yu Wanwan was a little discouraged.

But after thinking about it, I took 30 yuan from his family to treat my younger brother when I was with An Lin, and I never went to greet the elderly before and after marriage. It is understandable that the elderly have resentment and dislike her.

Thinking of this, she secretly cheered herself up:
Even for An Lin's sake, you have to work hard to build a good relationship!

Making up her mind, Yu Wanwan asked the old gentleman politely: "Then what should I call you?"

The old man glanced over coldly, and his angry eyes clearly said: "I have to ask about such a small matter?" '

Yu Wanwan didn't know what to do, and tentatively gave her own solution: "That's your grandfather?"

This time, the old man became even more angry.

He pounded the crutch in his hand, and the muscles on his face trembled with the movement. His anger was so great that even the driver and housekeeper at the front desk could feel it.

It took the old housekeeper to come forward and remind Yu Wanwan: "We usually call him Mr. Old Man" to resolve the naming crisis.

But Mr. Joe's questions came up one after another.

"What's your name? How old are you?"

This is stricter than the interrogation in the police station, she lowered her head and answered one by one.

"Yu Wanwan, 22 years old."

"22?" Mr. Qiao's tone was very surprised.

Jianshenke is going to be thirty soon!
But he quickly controlled his emotions, cleared his throat, and continued to ask: "How many people are there in the family?"

"My brother and I."

"Where are your parents?"

"gone."

These two words made Mr. Qiao look up in astonishment, with a rare trace of warmth in his eyes.

Yu Wanwan, who kept her head down, didn't see the old man's rare pity.

The old man's tone softened a lot: "What are you doing now?"

"I'm still studying at the University of City A, majoring in drama art design, so I don't have a formal job yet."

Hearing this, the old man was not happy.

Isn't this just treating his grandson as a fool!

He commented coldly: "The professionalism is so-so, and the work started late. See... An Lin has been working for many years when you are your age."

"Doesn't he need to study?" Yu Wanwan raised her head in surprise.

Mr. Qiao retorted dissatisfiedly: "My grandson is smart, he can study and work at the same time, can't he!"

Qiao Jianshen was his most satisfied heir, and this little girl dared to question his precious grandson.

But what happened to the little girl's eyes?

There was not only sympathy in her eyes, but even a bit of anger!
The old man got angry when he saw it, this girl is too ignorant of etiquette!
"Yo ho, you girl, it's outrageous to stare at the elders like this!"

"No offense intended." Yu Wanwan bowed slightly, but her eyes became colder than before: "I just feel sorry for An Lin, he must have worked hard these years."

Old Mr. Qiao choked suddenly.

Qiao Jianshen became the CEO of Monsoon Group at the age of 20. Since that year, he has been studying and managing the family business at the same time, taking care of both. He has done so well that even Mr. Qiao has forgotten that he was only a student at that time. .

Tired?

It must be tiring.

But even if he does it again, he will still hand over the Jifeng Group to Jianshen.

Forced by the current situation, neither he nor Jianshen had a choice.

Even now, they cannot rest easy.

The Qiao family was surrounded by tigers and wolves, and if one was not careful, the hard-working family business would fall into the hands of others.

Mr. Qiao looked deeply at Yu Wanwan.

Jianshen protected her so well that she was so innocent that she was so stupid that she overflowed with ridiculous sympathy in front of him.

Old Mr. Qiao leaned back, and his aura became sharp and powerful.

"Since he is my grandson, he must take responsibility."

Hearing these words, what little respect she had for the old man disappeared.

At this moment, there is only anger left.

She sat upright with her back straight, like a sharp knife stuck straight on the sofa.

The timidity before getting in the car was gone.

She emphasized word for word:

"Mr., have you seen how An Lin works? I don't understand the principles you mentioned, but I know very well that An Lin is my family."

"No one has ever dared to talk to me like that, little girl, you are quite brave!"

　A certain old grandfather didn't know at this time, he was not allowed to call him grandpa every night now, and he waited for many years without waiting for a word of grandpa.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)