The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

Yan Heng also knew that Fang Yun would not reveal the fox's tail so easily, so he was not in a hurry and stood next to her with a wine glass.

Taking a sip of red wine and touching the corners of his mouth with his fingers, he bent slightly with a smile and whispered in her ear:

"Jiang Ci is your son, right? No, that's not true. It should be said that you have two sons, and Jiang Ci is just one of them. Am I right, my good sister-in-law?"

Fang Yun turned to look at him. Yan Li's delicate face was not panic at all, she looked at him and smiled:

"Second brother, I don't know what you are talking about. Which young talent is the Jiang Ci you are talking about? You can introduce him, otherwise I don't understand what you mean."

Yan Heng tilted his head and smiled, his gentle eyes suddenly turned gloomy, like a wolf: "You don't know or pretend not to know, I think you know it very well."

After finishing speaking, Yan Heng changed his face again and sighed.

"Although you are a liar, I still admire you sincerely."

"After all, it's hard to find another mother in this world who can ruthlessly abandon her biological son to live happily alone. I wonder if Jiang Ci recognizes you, or rather, still recognizes you?"

As he spoke, Yan Heng kept staring at Fang Yun's expression, but this woman's acting skills were extremely good, with almost no flaws. No wonder she could deceive Yan Ming, a short-lived ghost, and so did the old man, who believed so much. She was an outsider, but she was always critical and suspicious of his biological grandson.

Until now, Hengxin Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. was unwilling to give him full control. It was almost half-footed in the coffin and still clinging to the position of chairman.

Thinking of this, Yan Heng hated Fang Yun even more.

He finally waited until Yan Yanming, a short-lived ghost, died, but inexplicably a sister-in-law appeared. Yan Yanming and the old man wanted to pass part of their assets to her.

Why should a liar who talks lies share the family property with him, a legitimate grandson of the Yan family?

It was all supposed to be his. Over the years, he had been criticized and slandered for being an illegitimate son. When he was strict, he deliberately avoided the spotlight and hid in the entertainment industry to pretend to be a happy young master. He thought that he would not be valued by the old man for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, God took pity on him, and when Yan Ming died of illness, he actually died and became a short-lived ghost.

It's ridiculous that the old man has lost his son and daughter-in-law, and his only grandson has died of illness. He has no choice but to reluctantly hand over Hengxin Pharmaceutical Company to him. After all, the old man is already eighty or ninety years old. A man with white hair is sending a man with black hair. He has the power but no strength to go. Jurisdiction can only use him, the "illegitimate son" he has always looked down upon, as a tool and let him do whatever he wants.

But Yan Heng is a human being, so how can he have no hatred or desires?

Since God has given him this opportunity, he must firmly grasp it and remove all obstacles.

And now the obstacle that he hates the most is Fang Yun.

The old lady is quite good at coaxing people, and she deceived Yan Yanming and the old man into fooling around.

Fang Yun knew exactly what Yan Heng wanted to do, but she was not afraid. She was not afraid to make it this far.

The two faced each other, their eyes facing each other.

Soft music echoed in the birthday banquet hall, and no one was making any noise. At a glance, they were all wealthy and powerful people from the business and political circles, and some were foreigners. They had blond hair and blue eyes, which were very conspicuous.

Fang Yun shook the wine glass gently, his eyeliner slightly raised, beautiful and elegant, "Second brother, I advise you not to waste time on me. If you have this free time, it is better to spend more time on showing up in front of the old man. Although, it is not necessarily It works.”

He was just an illegitimate child. Fang Yun didn't take him seriously. She never even thought about arguing with him. Yan Heng was mentally ill and greedy. He even coveted the things that Yan Ming specially left for her. .

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Just wait and see whether Jiang Ci will be attacked by a group of people at this birthday party. You also know how many people here are staring at Lin Xingcheng, this golden and precious flower. This birthday party is no different from a blind date party. If your good son dares to show up here at this time, it is no different than being held at gunpoint."

Fang Yun looked at him and said with a smile: "What son is not a son? Your eldest brother and I don't have children. I think you, second brother, are drunk and confused. Don't get drunk and crazy on such occasions, or you will lose the Yan family's face." .”

Yan Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while, then said a little unwillingly: "Do you think you can sit back and relax if you don't admit it? In fact, I have a way to get the evidence. Now that medicine is so advanced, a paternity test will not take long."

"Then you can try and see if the old man believes in me or you." Fang Yun was unusually calm, with provocation in his eyes.

Yan Heng's eyes were gloomy, and he was a little unsure in his heart. The relationship between Fang Yun and the old man had become closer in recent years, and he didn't know how much the old man knew about her. This was why Yan Heng had been holding back and wanted to force Fang Yun into chaos. s reason.

This test went nowhere. After Yan Heng left, Fang Yun gently placed the goblet on the glass table covered with white tablecloth. No one saw her hand on her side trembling slightly.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Jiang Ci again. He found that he was no longer where he was but had gone to the other side of the main banquet hall. The two spaces separated by three carved sandalwood hollow screens were facing the white European-style spiral staircase. .

Everyone in the banquet hall fell silent and looked at the white stairs.

I saw Mr. Lin's only son, Lin Jianting, now the helmsman of the Lin family, wearing a black suit, his hair combed meticulously, and his face handsome. A girl wearing an ink and smoky dress holding his arm was undoubtedly Lin Xingcheng.

The only princess of the Lin family and even the entire Beihuai City.

The girl is young and beautiful, with a slender figure. Her long and thick curly hair is spread on her back. She is clean and pure. The exposed shoulders and neck lines are smooth and perfect. What makes people unable to take their eyes away is the palm-sized little girl. Face.

The bright red mouth, the straight and delicate nose, and the misty eyes are all exquisite.

Pure but not too rare, like a green lotus that took thousands of years to grow in a fairy pond, it has an unreal feeling of being transcended from the mortal world.

Some are fascinated, some are amazed.

There are also some people who see that Lin Xingcheng looks so good and is getting healthier and more beautiful every year. The thoughts that they had been suppressing have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Lin Xingcheng held Lin Jianting's arm and walked slowly down the stairs, gently holding the hem of her skirt with her other hand. She was not nervous about such an event that attracted the attention of thousands of people.

Just when she came out, she looked at Jiang Ci for a second. There was a very tacit understanding and fate. In such a big place with so many people, her eyes collided with his at the moment when she lowered her head.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Ci's eyes were too fiery that Lin Xingcheng rarely felt nervous and shy.

After going down the stairs, grandpa, grandma, Yi Yue, brother, etc. all stood together, looking at her with relief and affection.

Jiang Ci stood in the crowd and watched quietly as Lin Xingcheng was held by Mr. Lin's hand and faced the crowd.

He probably said something next, but Jiang Ci heard it in his ears but not in his heart. He only had Lin Xingcheng in his eyes, and every time those watery eyes glanced at him, his mind was attracted to them.