Yan Xiaye turned her face in annoyance. Even in front of outsiders, she and Yan Jianguo still had nothing to say.

Behind him, Mr. Qin walked into the ward slowly. The old man's calm voice was filled with powerful oppressive force and he wanted to smile and said, "Mr. Yan, why are you so angry with the child?"

"Who are you?" Yan Jianguo knew nothing about Yan Xiaye's recent life. He keenly realized that the old man a few meters away was definitely a rich man. He immediately grinned and smiled exaggeratedly: "I understand.

, Are you Yan Xiaye’s current man? It’s great, you have wanted my daughter at such an old age, and the bride price must not be less than one million. No matter how you say that she is the former Mrs. Li, her value is at least...

…”

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaye could no longer bear it. He picked up a cup of cold water from the coffee table and poured his head towards Yan Jianguo who was chattering!

"Bah——What are you doing, you are so dead girl? You will turn your elbow out when you follow the man. You can't stand your dad getting two money to spend?" Yan Jianguo wiped the water droplets on his face, raised his eyebrows and rolled up his sleeves, trying to catch Yan.

Xia Ye was like when he was a child, otherwise he would not have won the face and majesty he lost in front of everyone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached out his hand, he was intercepted by another slender and powerful hand halfway, and his wrist bones were tightened with heavy force.

Qin Yan had a light smile on his handsome face, but there was no smile in his eyes. He secretly increased the strength between his fingers, "Uncle Yan, right? Yan Xiaye said that they are all my fiancée, even if she is

Your daughter, I can't allow you to hit people, especially those who hit my women."

"It hurts, it hurts! Yan Xiaye, you just watched him bully your dad!"

Yan Jianguo has been with people from all walks of life for a long time, and over time he has developed some ability to observe his expressions and expressions.

Compared with the mature and persistent old fox Qin, he is more afraid of the young man with dangerous temperament in front of him.

Realizing that Qin Yan was definitely not as easy to mess with as the old man with a kind smile, he didn't care about the dignity of being a father, and he shook his hands desperately with a crooked mouth and slanted face, hoping that Yan Xiaye would come to rescue him.

Yan Xiaye looked at Yan Jianguo silently, and looked away from his eyes as if he hadn't seen it.

In her opinion, Yan Jianguo had already needed to be treated like this. Yan's mother was still in a state of drowsiness. She took this opportunity to teach him a lesson, at least to make him understand that not everyone could let him play a rogue.

Mr. Qin directly regarded Yan Jianguo's screams as wind in his ears. With some indescribable anxiousness in his heart, he quickly walked to the hospital bed and stared at the middle-aged woman who was sleeping in the bed.

The shadow that only exists in my heart slowly compares with the woman on the hospital bed. There seems to be a little similarity between my eyebrows and eyes, but it is just a little bit insignificant.

It is hard to tell whether it is relaxed or lost. The emotions in Mr. Qin's eyes faded and returned to the calmness of the past.

Once he is no longer troubled by the phantoms of the past, the one standing here is no longer an old man with a nervous mood, but a famous Mr. Qin in Jianghai.

He raised his hand tiredly to stop Qin Yan's movements. The old man seemed to have suddenly become a few years older. He sat down on the sofa with a deep breath, "Let him go, it's really annoying to scream."

Qin Yan twitched his tongue unhappily, let go of the hand that clamped Yan Jianguo, looked at the latter holding his wrist and shouting loudly, and turned a blind eye to the clear blue and purple finger marks above, and sneered with his hands in his shoulders, "

Adopted Father, look at Uncle Yan’s son, and he seems to want to ask me for medical expenses.”

Mr. Qin raised his eyebrows and seemed to have said nothing, but he felt a sense of crisis that made people feel cold all over his body.

"I, I don't, don't slander me!" Finally realizing that the two men of the old and the young were not easy to provoke, Yan Jianguo put away his little calculations at the right time and simply got angry at Yan Xiaye alone.

: "Yan Xiaye, what do you mean? Your mother is still lying on the hospital bed. The doctor even issued a notice of critical illness several times. Do you still have to bring a man to the door to beat me?"

"You misunderstood, Uncle Yan." Seeing that Yan Xiaye didn't want to have anyone to contact Yan Jianguo at all, Qin Yan moved his step quietly, just rightly blocking Yan Xiaye, and smiled politely: "

As I just said, Yan Xiaye is now my fiancée. Today I want to invite you and Mrs. Ling to meet my adoptive father, and say hello to both parties, so that they can discuss marriage and other things in the future."

"So, Yan Xiaye is going to marry you?" Yan Jianguo stared at Qin Yan with lingering fear, his wrist hurt like a fracture, and he grinned his teeth and expressed his objection: "No, I don't agree, Yan Xiaye is mine.

Daughter, I can’t let her marry a man like you who disrespects me!”

"Don't respect?" Qin Yan sneered, and signaled to Yan Jianguo to see Mr. Qin, and said lightly: "Even my adopted father came forward in person to see you, isn't he respecting you enough?"

"What's the matter with him, an old man..." The last voice gradually disappeared under Qin Yan's stare. Yan Jianguo had an idea and realized that there might be some good things to make up. He suddenly changed his face and asked quite flatteringly: "

Sorry, I'm abrupt. I don't know what business the old man does at home?"

"It's not a great business, it's slightly involved in all walks of life." For Yan Xiaye's sake, Mr. Qin rarely decided to stay for a while.

The shrewd and deep eyes turned around Yan Jianguo and Yan Xiaye. He unwillingly tentatively: "Yan Xiaye is a very outstanding girl. Is she really your daughter?"

"Then there is still a falsehood." He became more and more sure that the old man was definitely a fat sheep. Yan Jianguo agreed and pointed to the photo of the family on the coffee table: "Here, I have a daughter named Yan Shuirou, you see

How similar are they two sisters?"

After his guidance, Mr. Qin picked up the photo frame not far away.

In the photo, Yan Xiaye is probably in her teenage years old. Her tender face is full of childishness, and her smile is gentle and quiet in the corner of the photo. It is very different from another girl surrounded by her parents, which is enough to prove that Yan Xiaye is at home.

The status is not favored.

Old fingers caressed the cold glass nostalgic. Old Qin left Yan Jianguo, who was still looking forward to it, and fell into long-lasting memories and silence.

He had never seen the woman look like when she was a girl, but since Yan Xiaye was so similar to her, the two of them were probably almost the same in Girls' Generation.

"Can you give this photo to me?" After waving the rare confusion and regret in my heart, Mr. Qin shouted the butler in a loud voice and signaled him to show the gift to Yan Jianguo: "Don't worry, I won't let you give it for free.

”

Yan Jianguo said in confusion, and looked at the indifferent Yan Xiaye with a strange look.

As usual, even if someone is interested in the photos of Yan Xiaye’s girlhood, that person should be Qin Yan, not Mr. Qin.

Did Yan Xiaye completely fall into depravity after being driven out of the Li family? I heard that there were so many messy things in the wealthy family, so I shouldn’t have Yan Xiaye…

And when the complexity in his heart was seen by the butler, he was immediately left behind and took it with his hands impatiently: "You are just a photo."

The light from the corner of his eyes paid attention to Mr. Qin's every move, and Qin Yan's thin lips raised a smile as if it were nothing.

The reason why he wanted to position Yan Xiaye as his fiancée and often brought her to show his presence in front of his adoptive father was to make his adoptive father suspicious and then send someone to investigate himself.

In this way, the results will be truly believed by the other party.

After a long time, Mr. Qin put away the photo frame, slowly stood up with the help of the butler, and said with no interest: "Okay, I have seen you two too. Although Qin Yan is my adopted son, he is with me.

There is no difference between having a son. If they can really get to the point where they get married, I promise not to treat them unfairly.”

Through the precious gift from the jewelry box, Yan Jianguo fully realized that the old man's financial resources should not be underestimated. He hurriedly approached and put on a smile and sent the person away: "I'm so sorry, you came to me and my wife to discuss it.

It’s a pity that my wife is too ill. Just tell me if you have anything next time. I am Yan Xiaye’s father and I can make the decision for her.”

Mr. Qin was too lazy to pay attention to such a small person, so he didn't even give him a look and left without a trace with the housekeeper's bodyguard.

Yan Xiaye naturally didn't want to stay for a long time. While Yan Jianguo was still intoxicated by the box of jewelry, he left the ward with Qin Yan silently and parted ways in the hospital hall: "I'll go back to the studio first, what place do I need.

, call me again.”

Qin Yan knew she needed a rest, "Do you want me to send you back?"

Yan Xiaye shook his head tiredly: "No, I'll take a taxi by myself."

Say goodbye to Qin Yan, and a few dozen minutes later, Yan Xiaye returned to her studio.

She always kept in mind Bai Hanlian's strange paranoid look, and she thought about it for a long time and dialed Li Yuntang's number.

On the other hand, Li Yuntang had just finished a cross-border video conference. His slender fingers pressed the painful forehead, and there was an indescribable blue and black under the corners of his handsome eyes.

Yan Jiu brought him tea and delivered the constantly vibrant cell phone to him: "Second Master, it's Miss Xia Ye's phone number."

Li Yuntang stopped the movements in his hand, raised his phone and placed it in his ear, his voice hoarse and low: "Xia Ye."

"... Are you okay?" Yan Xiaye thought of many opening remarks, but he did not expect that after hearing Li Yuntang's voice, he unconsciously said such a sentence similar to concern.

"It's okay." Li Yuntang raised his lips happily, lowered his eyes and looked at the exquisite diamond watch on his wrist: "It just so happens that you asked me to ask me for a clear question. Let's talk about it later when we meet, how about it?" (
Chapter completed!