Greedy pleasure

Wen An gritted his teeth. As the company's ace manager, it was the first time his arrogance was suppressed by an artist under him, and he felt furious.

She stared at Yan Xiaomi, and said sharply, "Don't think that you can always be arrogant. If you fail to grasp this cooperation, it will not be a good thing for you. You don't know it yet. I have accepted a big cooperation for Lu Yan'an, and I can't use it." After a while, he will be able to make a comeback, but you will not move forward, and when the time comes, who is higher and who is lower may not be sure!"

Yan Xiaomi didn't take it seriously, "Really? Then let's stop talking nonsense and wait and see."

She wants to see what that trash Lu Yan'an can do!

The two people on the left and right are completely torn apart now, looking at each other with disgust, Yan Xiaomi didn't even say hello, and turned away.

Before going out, she suddenly turned her head and smiled sarcastically.

"Wen An, you really don't have a good eye. You don't like me as a sweet pastry, but you want to take care of them. Lu Yan'an and Shen Yingying, two muds who can't support the wall, are making trouble like this. The road ahead will be bitter or not. Sweet, it's all your fault!"

The relationship between her and Wen An was already tense, so there was no need to tear her face apart.

But when she thought that this female bald donkey would be so promiscuous, she could not bear it anymore.

What's more, because of such a shitty incident, even Shu Chiye was hurt...

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaomi's heart was in turmoil for no reason, and her mood was not very high after a day.

In the evening, Yan Zhibai called her, "Xiao Mi, I'm downstairs in your company, come down right after get off work."

Yan Xiaomi looked outside the window, "What's wrong? Uncle wants to invite me to dinner?"

Yan Zhibai's words made Yan Xiaomi's eyes sink.

"Follow me back to Yan's house for dinner tonight."

Resistance popped up immediately, Yan Xiaomi went back several times, and the quarrel with Yan's family became more and more tense, and she really didn't want to go back now.

But Yan Zhibai clearly guessed that she would refuse, so he came directly to the company to pick her up.

She pursed her lips and tried, "Uncle, I...I don't want to go back."

On the other end, Yan Zhibai paused, his tone slowed down.

"Uncle knows that your family has wronged you, but there are some things that you have to face. It's good to ease it to a certain extent. You can't just let the problem linger there. Uncle will help you achieve what you want to do."

But going, can't ease the problem...

Mr. Yan is determined to put all the problems on his mother's head. No matter what she says, it's useless.

I went to see people's faces.

She really wanted to tell the truth, but she also knew that her uncle had dealt with the Yan family many times for her own sake, and she couldn't help but appreciate it.

Sighing in her heart, she said helplessly, "I'll go down right away."

On the way back, Yan Xiaomi looked out the window and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "By the way, how is Mr. Shu?"

Yan Zhibai replied while driving, "I have been discharged from the hospital to recuperate, and Yan Ke is following me, so it's not a big problem."

"Oh." Yan Xiaomi didn't say anything more.

On the contrary, Yan Zhibai was a little strange, "Why do you always call Mr. Shu and Mr. Shu so distant."

Yan Xiaomi said flatly, "He has a good relationship with you, but he has nothing to do with me. We are the superiors and subordinates. If we don't call him Mr. Shu, what else can we call him?"

Although her tone was the same as usual, Yan Zhibai could still hear something wrong from it.

Just as he was about to say something, a call came in. He asked Yan Xiaomi to come down, and then hung up Yan Xiaomi's call in a hurry.

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Yan family.

Yan Xiaomi sat at the end of the dining table, still feeling depressed.

Every time she came here, she couldn't eat, she kept the table full of food, and just lowered her head to grab the rice in the bowl.

Fortunately, the members of the Yan family didn't take her seriously and ignored her, so she was happy to be at ease.

However, Mr. Yan refused to let her be at ease.

Halfway through the meal, as if he had just discovered her existence, he started a conversation with her, "How is work recently?"

Alarm bells rang in Yan Xiaomi's mind, and she replied cautiously, "It's okay."

As she expected, Mr. Yan asked in the next sentence, "How is the progress with Shu Chiye?"

Yan Xiaomi's breathing was stagnant, her hands holding the chopsticks were tightened, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Yan Zhibai, still unaware, raised his head blankly, "What progress?"

Mr. Yan ignored him at all, stared straight at Yan Xiaomi with his cloudy but shrewd eyes, and said solemnly, "I was asking you something, why didn't you answer?"

Yan Xiaomi took a deep breath, suddenly felt so bored, put down her chopsticks, and met his gaze without avoiding it.

"Don't worry about it, Shu Chiye and I, it's impossible."

Old Man Yan frowned with white eyebrows, "It's not yet the deadline, how do you know it's impossible?"

"It's impossible until the deadline. Shu Chiye knows what I am. Not only him, but the Shu family will not allow a woman of my background to enter."

What Yan Xiaomi said was a bit self-deprecating and ironic.

Yan Zhibai frowned when he heard that, he couldn't turn his head around, and interjected, "What are you talking about? Why can't you get in?"

"Shut up!" Mr. Yan seemed a little irritated, he shouted at him, and immediately glared at Yan Xiaomi.

"Did you forget what you want to do? I warned you, if you can't do it, then I will bring back your mother's ashes!"

Yan Xiaomi's heart tightened, and she smiled pretending not to care.

"Bring it back, it's fine. This can be regarded as fulfilling her last wish. As for me, I don't care if you agree or not."

Clinker, the old man smiled coldly, "You have a good idea! I just bring back her ashes, but I won't put her in the ancestral hall, let alone let her return to the family tree! Just watch, your mother and your father Separate the two places!"

Yan Xiaomi's hand was clenched suddenly, her nails were firmly embedded in her palm, her face was as white as paper.

"Dad, what are you doing? Do you have to be so cruel to my sister?"

Yan Zhibai couldn't take it anymore, stood up abruptly, and confronted the old man with a sullen face.

Yan Tingman, who was watching the excitement, made a sound at this moment, "Third son, Dad has his own plans. Although you are now the leader of the family, Dad has the final say in this family, so you don't want to interfere."

Zhao Yaping was also on the sidelines, "That's right, third brother, it's too rude for you to contradict our dad again and again for an outsider!"

Hearing this, Yan Zhibai's eyes suddenly showed a bit of anger.

Before he had an attack, Yan Xiaomi suddenly stood up and called him, "Uncle."

When Yan Zhibai turned his head, he saw a somewhat apologetic expression on her face.

"I know you're doing it for my own good, thank you for taking care of me during this time, but don't force it."

"Xiao Mi..."

Yan Xiaomi didn't wait for him to react, she shifted her eyes to Mr. Yan, her eyes were already filled with coldness!