After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

The old man was supported by his daughter to the direction of the sofa. He saw the mess along the road. His eyebrows tightened more and more. Finally, he couldn't help turning around and scolding the servants hiding nearby, "you guys, can't see or what's going on?"

As soon as the young girl's neck shrunk, she hurried out of the house to get the cleaning tools. The others pretended to be busy and ran around.

The atmosphere of the Yan family has always been so dignified since the old man of the Yan family had an accidental stroke and retired to the second line. This year, the old man's body has recovered fairly well. The people who clean the house are the first to bear the brunt.

Being carefully held by Yan Yan all the way, she bypassed the broken glass residue in the living room and sat down on the independent sofa chair. The housekeeper behind her quickly handed over the walking stick. The old man knocked twice with "Dong Dong" in his hand and frowned discontentedly, "you're making so much noise, don't you just want me to come down and listen?"

Yan Yan, who was exposed, didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she took the cup from the servant who had just made tea and walked to the old man with a smile, "Dad, you drink tea."

While talking, Yan Mo followed them, turned back and looked down.

Master Yan took the tea cup and looked at the man with a stagnant look. "Did you go to the Song family?"

"Yes."

Yan Mo's five fingers curled up on his side. Without waiting to explain, he heard the sound of the teacup being knocked down heavily.

"Nonsense!" The old man frowned and scolded discontentedly, "it's clear that the Song family is retaliating. You used to humiliate yourself. Are you stupid or deliberately trying to annoy me?"

In Yan Fu's view, the purpose of the Song family is clear, and he has no expectations for the outcome of the consultation.

Yan Mo clenched his teeth and didn't argue for himself.

"All right, Dad, don't be angry and be careful." Yan Yan was beside her, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly picked, and she followed the old man's back. Then she added, "I have a way to do this. I promise to get this land back for you within a month."

"Enough." Without waiting for the old man's response, the man standing next to him looked sluggish. The fundus of his eyes suddenly gathered a light of fire and blocked him: "Yan Yan, you don't need to intervene in this matter."

"I won't intervene?" The woman hung her red lips, turned her back to him and snorted disdainfully, "I advise you to put away your meaningless self-esteem for the development of Yan. I won't interfere. With your ability, when are you going to postpone the project plan? "

When the old man heard the speech, his soft eyes fell on his daughter, and then he sighed.

In his opinion, Yan Yan, who has been married, has a little more of his style in those years and won his heart, but she is helpless. After all, she is the daughter married abroad and can't hand over the whole company to her.

"All right, Yan'er." The strict father stretched out an old hand and patted his daughter on the arm. "This matter will be left to you. I believe in your ability."

When the old man finished, he motioned to the housekeeper next to him. The other party understood it and immediately bent down to help him up.

He raised his feet in the direction of the villa gate. When he brushed with Yan Mo on the way, he raised his eyes slightly and swept from 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 tease birds in the yard. The man who had endured for a long time finally couldn't help it. Suddenly he turned around and repressed disappointment and loneliness. "The Yan family wants to make great progress. They can't always use those crooked and evil means behind their backs. 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 was only silent and didn't say anything.

Yan Yan, standing on one side, sniffed at the speech and slowly hugged her arms. "I don't see that young master Yan is really dignified."

Then the old man turned slowly and put his eyes on the man, "Yan Mo, I'm not dead yet. You have to listen to my words if you don't listen!"

With that, his body trembled violently because of anger. One hand was held by the nearby housekeeper and the other hand was holding a walking stick. He knocked twice and scolded, "stupid, cowardly."

When he was young, master Yan made a decisive decision to achieve the Yan family today. In his opinion, it all depends on the original means and strategies. Yan Mo's mentality of seeking progress with a steady mind really can't get into his eyes.

So before turning around again, the old man whispered, "don't forget, it depends on me whether you can sit firmly in this seat."

Then he was held by the housekeeper and walked out trembling all the way.

And Yan Mu behind him had already whitened his fingers. After the old man went away, he listened to the "Heda" of his high-heeled shoes and walked beside him. Then the perfume of the cool perfume on the woman suddenly rushed into the nasal cavity.

Yan Yan holds her chest in both hands, arrogant and contemptuous. She looks at Yan Mo up and down, "you really don't understand our father's mind."

"Yan Yan." The man suddenly looked back and looked at her. After the Adam's Apple moved up and down, he still tried to restrain his mood, "you don't have to bear all the bad consequences of what you did with the Yan family. Even if something goes wrong and you turn around and go abroad, you will still be your natural and open-minded Mrs. Smith, but have you ever thought that the root of the Yan family is here and the foundation of the Yan family is here. You can go and the Yan family will never go away. "

"You want to persuade me?" The woman didn't have the patience to listen to him. She stretched out her hand and interrupted, "father is right. You are cowardly and stupid. Do you think you will be superior when you become president Yan? Sorry, I only listen to my father's arrangement. "

This completely aroused the man's forbearance from the moment he entered the door. With scarlet eyes, he approached two steps forward and tilted his lips: "in your opinion, my position as president Yan is just a puppet? Yan Yan, before long, you will realize your mistakes. "

With that, he bumped the woman's body with half his shoulder and strode out towards the entrance of the stairs.

The woman who was bumped into a stagger finally stood firm. Seeing that the man was angry but had no place to vent, she hooked her lips and filled her eyes with a successful smile.

She didn't know that the first thing the man did when he returned to his room was to call Miss Song.

Song ran on the other end of the phone had just finished dinner with Mu Ming and was going to the parking lot together. When she heard the mobile phone in her bag ring, she had a hunch.

Touch the phone and see the caller ID area on the strange number, then hook your lips and smile, raise your hand to the man, "look, I said it can be done, don't you believe it?"

Mu Ming stopped, put his hands into his trousers pocket, hooked his lips, smiled and nodded, "powerful, powerful, I have nothing to say."