Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Yan Xingyu's answer was mild. She was patient to deal with Gu zhixia.

Now Gu zhixia is asking for help, not Yan Xingyu.

Gu zhixia endured and closed her eyes slightly, "it's inconvenient for me now..."

"These have nothing to do with me." Yan Xingyu paused deliberately. "If you don't come tonight, you don't have to come in the future. I will investigate Ye Qing's responsibility to the end."

Speaking of this, he seemed afraid that Gu knew Xia couldn't do it, and added, "if you don't believe it, you can have a try."

"You..." Gu zhixia held his cell phone tightly and wanted to fall directly on his face.

What a son of a bitch!

Gu zhixia knows the importance of Ye Qing to her sister. If she really doesn't go, I'm afraid she will do anything according to the behavior of Yan Xingyu, an asshole.

She dared not take the risk, but she was worried about what means Yan Xingyu would play.

What should I do?

"How's it going?" Yan Xingyu's low and slightly agitated voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gu zhixia thought of Gu Zhichun's sad appearance, bit her teeth and said angrily, "don't worry, I'll go."

"Then I'll wait at any time." then Yan Xingyu hung up with satisfaction.

After talking to Yan Xingyu on the phone, Gu zhixia immediately called Yan Sihan.

"Dudu... The number you dialed is busy..."

She broadcast it several times in a row. The line at the other end of the phone was either busy or busy.

Gu zhixia frowned. What was Yan Sihan doing?

At the same time, Yan villa.

Old lady Yan straightened her back and sat at this end of the sofa, staring at Yan Sihan sitting opposite the sofa.

His legs overlapped, and he leaned lazily on the sofa. The corners of his lips looked like a smile, and his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Han er..."

"You'd better call my name, Mrs. Yan."

Coldly, Yan Sihan interrupted old lady Yan's words, and his voice was indifferent.

"Han, Si Han, how are you thinking about being a consultant in the company?" old lady Yan thought about it for a while, and then asked softly.

She can't see Yan Sihan's resistance to her.

But now she can only get in touch with Yan Sihan. It's not that she has to come, but that Yan Xingyu forces her to come here to hold Yan Sihan.

As for what, she doesn't know

The slender and white fingers knocked on the armrest of the sofa. Yan Sihan said faintly, "I remember I made a very clear statement before."

"This..."

Old lady Yan's eyes twinkled, and her eyes were unspeakably embarrassed.

"Old people always have a bad memory, you know..."

Mrs. Yan was embarrassed and didn't know what kind of excuse to make for a moment.

If Yan Xingyu can take charge of Shengshi group alone, Yan Sihan naturally has no effect on Shengshi group.

But Yan Xingyu didn't live up to her, and the directors pressed her step by step

Mrs. Yan coughed to hide the embarrassment on her face. "Si Han and Xingyu are young after all. They have just taken over the company and are not proficient in many businesses."

"Just get used to it."

Mrs. Yan's face changed slightly and her lips were silent.

Where is there so much time for Yan Xingyu to get used to it?

When he gets used to it, Shengshi group may be finished.

"As long as you can go back to the company as a consultant, we can talk about money again. As long as you..."

"Do you really think it's the problem of money?" Yan Sihan lowered his eyelids, slightly ironic lips and looked at old lady Yan.

Mrs. Yan frowned a little at a loss. What else can she do if it's not money?

Is he still coveting Shengshi group's

"If you want shares, it's ok..." old lady Yan bit her teeth and seemed to make a big concession.

But soon, she said again.

"However, Si Han, you also know that Xingyu has just taken over the company and still doesn't adapt. Even if you help him get on the right track, you don't have to go."

"You mean, as long as Yan Xingyu is completely in power, I'm useless?" Yan Si's dark eyes coldly hit old lady Yan.

She thought properly, but her wishful thinking was misplaced.

When she was told to her face, Mrs. Yan was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Yan sixhan didn't lift his eyelids. He put down his overlapping legs and changed his posture. He still leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

"Since there's nothing else, I'll forgive you for sending it away." Yan Sihan raised his eyes and looked at the direction of the door. It was obvious to see off the guests.

How can this be?

Old lady Yan frowned and still sat on the sofa without the slightest intention of leaving.

When she came, Yan Xingyu told Wan that she must hold Yan Sihan. How could she leave now.

Old lady Yan took a deep breath and raised her mouth again. "Si Han, don't be so worried. We can discuss this matter again."

"Discussion? I don't think it's necessary." Yan Si frowned. It was obvious that his patience was about to reach the limit.

"Why not? As an elder, do you have the responsibility to teach him? Not to mention the operation of the company, you know best."

"Really?"

"Of course, don't forget that you were always in power in the company. Now it's Xingyu's turn. You can't be a shopkeeper no matter what you say. You should be a consultant in the company to help Xingyu."

"Really?"

It was still a simple word, but Mrs. Yan felt the cool wind blowing around her neck, which made her swallow her saliva nervously.

Yan Sihan leaned on the sofa with his eyelids hanging slightly from beginning to end, and the dim yellow light hit his side face, which looked very mysterious.

After taking a deep breath, Mrs. Yan found her voice again. After gulping down her saliva, she finally raised the courage and said, "besides, Xingyu is not easy. For such a large company, it is really difficult for him to take power completely if you don't help him for the first time."

Not for anything else, just to avoid seeing Yan Sihan's cold face in the future, she also had to find a way to hold him.

Realizing this, old lady Yan straightened her waist and thought that she would continue to work hard. Maybe Yan Sihan would agree to her request.

"Si Han, look..."

"Buzzing." the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, and the melodious mobile phone ring interrupted what Mrs. Yan wanted to say.

Mrs. Yan frowned slightly. She was obviously impatient with the call that interrupted he