I just want to copy books quietly

Several years ago, he started to no longer have expectations for this son. Since he has no expectations, he will not be disappointed, and if he is not disappointed, he will not be angry.

"When I die, all my money will be left to Caiwei, and you don't want a penny. If you have the nerve to grab it with your niece, then go for it."

Yan Yuqi covered her stomach and laughed: "Old man, do you think I care about your little money? I have been worrying about my money, and I can't spend it all."

"damn thing."

"Then you are an old dog!"

Hearing the childish scolding between father and son, Yan Yingzhen couldn't laugh or cry, and the melancholy and sadness in her heart also diluted a lot.

At this moment, Yan Simin raised her eyelids and glanced at her daughter: "Have you considered it? Do you really want me to beg you before you agree?"

Chapter 330 When the old man dies, we will become orphans

Yan Yingzhen's grievances suddenly flooded up, and she spoke unceremoniously: "It doesn't matter if you ask me or not. If I want to take over, I will take over without you asking. If I don't want to take over, It's useless for you to beg hard. Hmph, begging, mother begged you less before? I begged you less? Is it useful? Why do you think it's useful if you beg me. "

Yan Simin was expressionless, as if she was indifferent to her daughter's words.

After a while, he slowly shook his head, "Get lost."

Yan Yingzhen was sitting on a chair, angrily, bowed her head for a while, then suddenly stood up, grabbed her bag and shouted: "Caiwei, let's go!"

Yan Simin didn't stop her.

When Caiwei bounced into the room, Yan Yingzhen grabbed her hand and prepared to drag her away.

Of course, she walked slowly, waiting for her father to stop her.

If her father doesn't call, of course she will rush out, doesn't she want to lose face?

But if her father relented, she could stay a little longer.

After all, now it is really a meeting, and there is less.

She has lost her mother, and her father is her last relative.

Um, what seems to be wrong?

She glanced at Yan Yuqi, this thing is not considered a relative.Hardly even human.

And Yan Simin really spoke.

He said lightly: "Next time, bring him and let me have a look."

Yan Yingzhen thought she had misunderstood, so she asked hesitantly, "Who?"

Yan Simin's tone was desolate: "That bitch."

Caiwei shook Yan Yingzhen's arm, "Ma Ma, who is Grandpa talking about?"

"He was talking about your father."

Caiwei immediately rushed to Grandpa's knee, raised her small face, and said seriously, "Grandpa, don't scold my papa, I like my papa the most."

Yan Simin was speechless for a while, "You said just now that you like me the most."

"Just now, now I like my papa the most. That's my papa! Don't scold him!"

Yan Simin's eyelids trembled, and she said to Yan Yingzhen, "Bring him earlier, unless you want him to meet and shake hands with my ashes."

"Didn't you say that if you saw him, you would break his legs?" Yan Yingzhen smiled.

The corner of Yan Simin's mouth twitched, "I want to break his leg right now."

Caiwei immediately shook him coquettishly: "Grandpa, don't hit my daddy!"

Yan Simin's face tightened: "Since it's the wish of a good granddaughter, then grandpa will refrain from hitting him."

Caiwei is still not at ease: "No, you have to hook up with me!"

Yan Simin glared at her son and daughter before carefully pulling her hook with her granddaughter.

"Hanging on the hook, it must not be changed for 100 years!"

Yan Simin shook her head and said to her daughter, "Go away."

He glanced at his son again: "You too."

Yan Yuqi took out the handheld and started playing, showing a naughty smile: "I don't want to go back. I have food and drink here, and there is a young and beautiful stepmother to hook up with. Why should I go back? If I stay here in the middle of the night, someone might push me Oh door."

Naturally, Yan Simin knew what his son was most afraid of, and said blankly: "You can stay, then I'll ask people from the company to report to you every day, and I just need to take a break."

The corner of Yan Yuqi's mouth twitched: "I'll go, old man, you're cruel enough. I'll get out, I'll get out of the head office!"

When Yan Yingzhen and Caiwei sat in Yan Yuqi's low-key gray Mercedes, and the Mercedes slowly drove out of the garage and left the villa, she couldn't help but look back.

In such a huge house, there are only a few lonely lights floating in the darkness, without a trace of warmth, it is as cold as a tomb.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Yuqi asked casually.

"It's nothing. It's just that it suddenly feels like a grave here."

Caiwei raised her head and looked at her numbly, half understanding.

Yan Yuqi was silent for a long time, until Yan Yingzhen thought he would not be able to speak, he suddenly said: "You know, sister, I just remembered that when the old man dies, we will become orphans."

Yan Yingzhen couldn't see her brother's face, so she found it difficult to describe his tone at the moment.

It seemed to be in a casual, joking tone.

It seems that there is a bit of sadness that goes deep into the bone marrow.

It seemed that he wanted to be naughty, but the tears came out suddenly, making him choked up with sobs and couldn't be naughty anymore.

"Then, we have to live together."

"Yes." Yan Yuqi stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

The gray Mercedes drove into the boulevard from the dark villa area and merged into the bustling traffic.

Outside the car window are colorful neon lights and noisy streets.

Yan Yingzhen rolled down the car window, and the huge noise poured into the car, carrying the breath of life.Finally dilute those lonely and sad taste.

"What good are they promising you?" she asked suddenly.

Yan Yuqi curled her lips: "It's nothing. You are my most beloved sister, and you are so good at making money. As long as you hold your thigh tightly, my assets can be multiplied several times in the future. For that benefit, it is not worth selling you Lose."

"The point is the second half of the sentence."

"Well," Yan Yuqi nodded, "Of course, I'm not so short-sighted, I won't sell you for a little profit."

"Uncle, why did you sell Ma Ma? Bad uncle, I won't play with you next time." Before Yan Yingzhen had time to get mad, the little one stood up for her.

"Uh, uncle was joking, to tease your mother."

"Is that so?" Caiwei's suspicious eyes fluttered back and forth between her uncle and Ma Ma.

Of course Yan Yingzhen knew that her brother was joking.

But such a joke is not funny at all.

She scowled and began to sulk.

Yan Yuqi naturally wouldn't try to coax her, he is a big player, only women can coax him, how can he coax women?

Even if this woman is his biological sister.

The Mercedes drove into the Hongyuan Tiangong community and came to the garage door of Yan Yingzhen's villa. Yan Yingzhen patted her daughter's head: "My dear, go back first, mom and uncle have something to say."

Caiwei said obediently: "Okay, but I want to watch cartoons for 10 minutes, 20 minutes."

"can."

So Caiwei got off the bus.

Yan Yuqi leaned back on the seat, turned her head halfway, and asked lazily: "Sister, what do you want to say? If it's a business matter, don't talk about it. I made an appointment with a Colombian beauty pageant champion, and he flew for more than ten hours Those who come here are charged according to the time, even if I go late, I still have to pay."

Yan Yingzhen didn't bother to talk to him, and said directly: "If I agree to delegate power and leave the company, what benefits can you get? And what benefits can you help me get?"

A gleam flashed in Yan Yuqi's eyes.

At this time, he finally didn't look like a playboy rich second generation who was just waiting to die.

Yan Yingzhen knew that her brother was actually quite talented when he was young.

It's just that he was reincarnated really well, and his luck was also good. Several successful investments when he was young made him earn more money than he could spend in a few lifetimes.

He himself is not an ambitious person, but a pure hedonist.

Under such circumstances, he quickly degenerated and lost the motivation to struggle.

But once he encounters something he really cares about and is interested in, he can still do it very well.

"Sister," he smiled playfully, "how about we join hands to make a big one?"

Yan Yingzhen nodded: "That's exactly what I mean. How can you cooperate with me?"

"I can roughly guess your plan," Yan Yuqi's mouth curled up, "How about we type on the phone at the same time to see if I'm right."

Yan Yingzhen said impatiently: "You are boring, I have revealed so much of my thoughts to you, it is not surprising that you guessed it."

Yan Yuqi shook her head vigorously: "No, if I guess right, I still have a sense of accomplishment. After all, you are the richest woman in Dahua, and you are considered to be the top five business geniuses in Dahua. I can guess your train of thought , and indirectly proved my talent."

Yan Yingzhen nodded expressionlessly: "Then you guess."

"Two words: Stripping."

After a pause, he said again: "Or it can be said to be split."

Yan Yingzhen thought for a while, "Forget it."

Yan Yuqi opened his mouth in dissatisfaction: "Let's just let it be, if it's true, if it's not, then it's not."

"Bang!" It was Yan Yingzhen who lightly punched him on the cheek and added a voice. "Stop rambling! Tell me the business."

Yan Yuqi pretended to cover his face and cried out in pain for a long time, playing with treasure until his sister's face was livid, then put away her cynical smile, and said seriously: "Take care of your plan, you don't need to tell me the plan, I'm too lazy to listen, you just Tell me what I should do."

"Next, you so-and-so, so-and-so"

Caiwei looked at Du Caige with some restraint.

"Go, go hug grandma!" Du Caige said.

Caiwei looked at this elderly woman with almost white hair and a fierce expression, and hesitated.

Long Jiumei's lips moved, like crying and laughing.

She is patriarchal for real.

But this lovely little girl is a blood descendant of her favorite son.

Based on this alone, she will love the house forever.

A large part of the reason why she treated Du Shuwen badly was because Du Shuwen was not her own granddaughter at all.

Du Shuang is the son of Du Zhiqiu's ex-wife, and has no blood relationship with her.

But this pink and jade-carved child in front of her is her real granddaughter.

The natural treatment is still different.

She bent down and opened her arms, "Ninny, come here and let grandma hug you!"

"Grandma!" Caiwei finally made up her mind and rushed forward, throwing herself into Long Jiumei's arms.

Long Jiumei caressed her hair affectionately, and pinched her tender cheeks.

"It's a beautiful girl like you," she said to her son.

In fact, she is not like me, nor her mother, Du Caige complained in his heart.

Of course, he didn't suspect anything, but simply complained.

Afterwards, Long Jiumei hugged her granddaughter all the time, inquiring about her health, asking this and that.

Du Yuqi really wanted to come and hug her little niece, but she couldn't find a chance, so she could only watch eagerly.

It wasn't until after the meal that she got her wish. Du Caige handed Caiwei to her and asked her to coax Caiwei to take a nap.

Du Caige originally intended that he could code quietly without being disturbed.

But Long Jiumei followed and insisted on chatting with him.

"Xiao Ke, at your age, you have a daughter, so it's time to get married."