Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 622 I Only Listen to My Father's Arrangements

The old man was supported by his daughter to the direction of the sofa. Seeing the mess along the way, his brows became tighter and tighter, and finally he couldn't help but turned his head and scolded the servants hiding beside him, "You guys, can't see What's the matter?"

The young girl shrank her neck, and hurried outside to get the cleaning tools. The others also pretended to be busy and fled in all directions.

Ever since the old man of the Yan family had an accidental stroke and retired to the second line, the atmosphere of the Yan family has often been so dignified. This year, the old man has recovered fairly well, and if there is a slight discomfort in his activities, the first ones to bear the brunt are the cleaning people at home. .

Being carefully supported by Yan Yan all the way, he walked around the broken glass in the living room and sat down on the independent sofa chair. The butler behind him quickly handed over the cane. He frowned dissatisfied, "You guys are making such a big noise, don't you just want me to come down and listen?"

Yan Yan, who had been punctured, didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she smiled and took the cup from the servant who had just made tea, and walked to the old man with a smile on her face, "Dad, drink tea."

While talking, Yan Mo also followed behind them, turned back again, and lowered his eyes to wait.

Mr. Yan took the teacup and gave the man a dull look, "Have you gone to the Song family?"

"Ah."

Yan Mo curled up his five fingers hanging by his side, before he could explain again, he heard the sound of the teacup being knocked down heavily.

"Nonsense!" The old man furrowed his brows into a ball and scolded dissatisfiedly: "It's clear that the Song family is taking revenge, and you went there to humiliate yourself. Are you stupid or are you deliberately trying to piss me off?"

In Yan's father's view, the purpose of the Song family is obvious, and he does not have any expectations for the outcome of this negotiation.

And Yan Mo gritted his teeth, and did not refute himself.

"Okay, Dad, don't be angry, and be careful." Yan Yan was beside her, her eyebrows raised slightly, and she followed the old man's back slightly, before adding: "I have a solution for this matter. Within a few days, I will take this land back for you."

"That's enough." Before the old man could respond, the man standing next to him froze, his eyes suddenly gathered fire, and stopped him: "Yan Yan, you don't need to intervene in this matter."

"I won't intervene?" The woman curled her red lips and snorted disdainfully with her back turned to him, "I advise you, for the sake of Yan's development, put away your unnecessary self-esteem. I will not intervene, relying on your ability, How long do you plan to postpone the project plan?"

When the old man heard this, his slightly softened eyes fell on his daughter, and then he sighed softly.

In his opinion, Yan Yan, who is married, has more of his demeanor and won his heart even more, but helplessly, after all, she is a daughter married abroad, and she can't entrust the entire company to her.

"Okay, Yan'er." Father Yan stretched out an old hand and patted his daughter's arm, "I will leave this matter to you, I believe in your ability."

After the old man finished speaking, he gave a look to the butler next to him, and the other party understood, and immediately bent down to help him up.

He raised his feet to the direction of the gate of the villa, and when he brushed against Yan Mo on the way, he raised his eyes lightly, and glanced at the man with a slightly disappointed look, "I said, leave this matter to your sister, don't worry about it .”

"Father..." The old man was going to play with the birds in the yard. The man who had been holding back for a long time finally couldn't hold back, and turned around suddenly, with disappointment and loneliness suppressed in his eyes. Using those crooked means, I don't agree to let Yan Yan do this."

Listening to his words, the old man stopped slowly, his eyes were gloomy and his aura was condensed, but he remained silent and didn't say anything.

Yan Yan, who was standing on the side, snorted lightly when she heard the words, and slowly folded her arms, "I didn't realize that Young Master Yan is really a gentleman."

Immediately, the old man turned around slowly, his eyes sternly cast on the man, "Yan Mo, I'm not dead yet, you have to listen to what I say!"

After finishing speaking, his body trembled violently because of anger. One hand was supported by the butler next to him, and the other hand held the cane. He knocked twice with "dongdong" and scolded: "Stupid, cowardly."

In his opinion, Mr. Yan, who was decisive and decisive in his youth, was able to achieve the current Yan family. In his opinion, it all depended on the methods and strategies he used back then. Yan Mo's mentality of being steady and progressive really couldn't catch his eye.

So before turning around again, the old man lowered his eyes and scolded softly, "Don't forget, whether you can sit firmly in this seat depends on me."

After speaking, supported by the housekeeper, he walked out tremblingly all the way.

Yan Mo, who was behind him, had already pinched his knuckles to turn white. After the old man walked away, he heard the high-heeled shoes "da da" and walked to him, and immediately the clear scent of the woman's perfume rushed into his nostrils.

Yan Yan crossed her arms with her chest in a haughty and contemptuous posture, surrounded Yan Mo, and looked him up and down, "You really don't understand our dad's thoughts at all."

"Yan Yan." The man suddenly looked back, met her eyes, and after his Adam's apple moved up and down, he still tried his best to suppress his emotions, "All the evil consequences you have done by using the Yan family will not need you personally Bear it. Even if something goes wrong and you go back abroad, you will still be your unrestrained and open-minded Mrs. Smith, but have you ever thought that the roots of the Yan family are here, the foundation of the Yan family is here, you can go, Yan Home can never go away."

"You want to persuade me?" The woman didn't have the patience to listen to him, and interrupted with her hand, "Father is right, you are cowardly and stupid, do you think you are superior to others when you become the president of Yan's? Sorry, I just listen Father's arrangement."

These words completely aroused the emotions in the man's heart that had been suppressed since he entered the door. With scarlet eyes, he approached two steps forward and raised the corners of his lips obliquely: "In your opinion, my position as President Yan is just a puppet." ? Yan Yan, you will realize your mistake in a short time."

After he finished speaking, he bumped away the woman's body with half of his shoulder, raised his foot and strode towards the entrance of the stairs.

The woman who was staggered by the bump managed to stand still. Seeing the man's angry look but nowhere to vent, she unconsciously curled her lips, and her eyes were filled with a triumphant smile.

She still didn't know that after the man returned to the room, the first thing he did was to call Miss Song's family.

Song Ran on the other end of the phone had just finished dinner with Mu Ming and was heading towards the parking lot together. When she heard the phone in her bag ring, she had a vague premonition.

Taking out the phone and seeing the area of ​​the caller ID on the strange number, he curled his lips into a smile, and raised his hand towards the man, "Look, I said it can be done, don't you believe me?"

Mu Ming stopped, put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, and nodded with a slight smile on his lips, "It's amazing, it's amazing, I have nothing to say."

(End of this chapter)