Mr. Xie, please be gentle, the vicious female supporting role really didn't tease you

"You..." Song Wanru was almost dizzy from the continuous news. She stood there, looking at Xie Yan in disbelief.

"Zhao Yingfang, what did you call him?"

She stared at Xie Yan with wide eyes, her voice trembling with anxiety, "Are you fucking talking nonsense? How did the company fall into his hands?"

"How can he, an orphan who is unwanted by everyone, take over the company?"

Zhao Yingfang and the people behind him exchanged a glance at the frantic Song Wanru: "Boss Xie acquired the company through legitimate mergers and acquisitions. Legally speaking, he is indeed the boss of the company."

"No... no, it's impossible. This burden is a waste. That company is mine..."

Song Wanru still couldn't accept that Xie Yan had taken away something that belonged to her son. She rushed forward hysterically and pointed at Xie Yan angrily, but was stopped in a panic by Zhao Yingfang and his group nearby.

"Xie Yan, what right do you have to give birth to a child, you bitch? Those are my Jun'er's things. If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you when you were a child..."

"Jun'er, that's all yours, the company is yours, the inheritance is yours..."

Song Wanru cried her heart out, she looked at Xie Yan and wished she could eat him alive.

Xie Jun stood there, staring blankly at this useless brother whom he had never taken seriously.

It was as if his life had turned upside down in an instant. When he was a child, he owned everything in the Xie family. Even Xie Yan's only father could only see him. Everyone loved him, and Xie Yan was only worthy of hiding in a dark corner and struggling to survive.

But now he has to beg for mercy in front of Xie Yan and use his father's death to squeeze more money.

No, this isn't how the world should be.

Xie Yan stood in the corner, wearing a simple T-shirt and trousers, standing behind those who were old enough to be his uncles, with one hand in his pocket, his brows and eyes were cold, especially his eyes, which were so cold that it made people's scalps numb.

He raised his head as if he sensed something, and met Xie Jun's gaze. The cold and indifferent look he gave him almost made Xie Jun tremble subconsciously.

The fact that this merger went on so quickly showed that Xie Yan had already started preparing for the merger several years ago, and he had no intention of inheriting the company.

Or maybe he just wanted to take over the company while his father was still in the company, and his father... his father was... pissed off to death by him!

Thinking of his current predicament of asking for money, his mother's heartbroken cry, thinking of his father actually leaving all his inheritance to Xie Yan, thinking of Xie Yan being the one in the upper echelons in the future, and that he would have to live the rest of his life by watching his face...

A huge anger rushed into Xie Jun's heart. He quickly walked over and snatched the contract from Song Wanru's hand, and threw the contract hard at Xie Yan's face. The veins on his neck bulged with unwillingness.

"Xie Yan, you will always be a waste, and you will never be able to defeat me..."

"boss!"

Zhao Yingfang raised his head and shouted. He stretched out his hand to grab the contract, but unexpectedly the contract brushed past the back of his hand and hit Xie Yan's face.

The contract was secured with a folder, which could make a big hole if it was hit on someone's face.

Xie Yan stood there, looking at the documents flying towards him with a calm expression. He just stretched out his hand and slapped the document aside that was about to hit his face.

With a "bang", the document fell heavily to the ground, the folder opened, and the contract papers inside were scattered all over the floor.

Xie Yan glanced at the papers scattered on the ground, lowered his eyebrows, and spoke in a calm voice, which sounded particularly clear in this noisy environment: "Since you don't want the three million..."

He walked outside, his white sneakers mercilessly stepping over the complicated contract terms on the ground. A black footprint was soon left there, and the stain seemed to blend into the paper.

"I won't give you a penny of that money."

……

Xie Yan’s back disappeared around the corner of the corridor. Song Wanru screamed as if she had just woken up from a dream, “Xie Yan, you bitch, why don’t you just die? Old Xie, look at your son…”

"Mom, mom, doctor! Doctor, come!"

"Boss Zhao, what should we do?"

The assistant behind him asked quietly. Zhao Yingfang glanced at him and said in a cold voice, "What else can we do? Follow Mr. Xie's instructions. Send Mr. Xie to the funeral home and then find an ordinary cemetery."

"Shouldn't the couple be buried together?"

"…Bullshit," Zhao Yingfang was furious at Song Wanru and the others, "Is Mr. Xie worthy? He abandoned his wife and children. It's good enough that Mr. Xie can collect his body! And bury him together. Don't disturb Mrs. Xie's peace."

"Collect the documents on the ground. Remember not to leave any behind. Then take them out and burn them. Don't let anyone with ulterior motives pick them up again."

As he said this, he went to see Xie Jun, but found that Xie Jun was glaring at him. Zhao Yingfang had long been disgusted with this "prince" who had no ability at all but was able to call the shots in the company.

He walked forward with a smile, deliberately bumping his shoulder against Xie Jun's, attracting Xie Jun's angry gaze, "I know Mr. Xie definitely doesn't care about such a small amount of money, right? He's just afraid that some people don't have the money to pick up the documents on the ground and re-sign them."

He winked and patted Xie Jun on the shoulder.

"Your Highness is worthy of being the Highness. He doesn't even want three million. We are ashamed of our courage to treat money as dirt."

However, anyone could hear the sarcasm in his tone now. Xie Yan could change the company's name to his own without his father, but Xie Jun still had to rely on Xie Zhenming.

They are obviously two brothers, one is the real emperor and the other is the fake prince.

Xie Jun hugged the unconscious Song Wanru and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Get lost."

……

When Xie Yan walked to the hospital entrance, he didn't see Tang Wan. He took out his cell phone and walked outside. When he reached the gate, he found that it had started raining outside.

The autumn rain is always unreasonable. The dark sky occupies the entire overhead. The crackling rain falls on the ground, creating puddles of various sizes in the water. Everything in the world is shrouded in the darkness that covers the sky and the sun, and only the street lights emit a bleak white light.

Xie Yan frowned. Tang Wan didn’t bring an umbrella when she went downstairs just now. Could she be trapped somewhere?

He took out his cell phone and found Tang Wan's name. He felt a tingling sensation in his hand. He lowered his head, listened to the beeping sound of the phone, and looked at the red palm of his left hand.

This was the result of typing the document with his hands just now. Xie Yan glanced at it twice, pretending to clench his hands naturally, ignoring the burning pain in his palms.

Tang Wan didn't answer the phone. Xie Yan frowned and was about to rush out to find someone.

There was a faint sound of treading water not far away. Xie Yan raised his head and lifted his eyelids, but his eyes were completely attracted by that person.

Under the lights of the hospital gate, Tang Wan held an umbrella in one hand and carried food in the other. The hem of her skirt was completely wet by the rain. But she didn't care at all. She just looked at the ground seriously and tried her best to avoid the wet ground.

He didn't notice Xie Yan's gaze at all.

The rain rushed down, bouncing off the umbrella and falling into the water at feet. From Xie Yan's perspective, he could only see Tang Wan's profile.

This rain is too much, it started to fall as soon as it was said, and it was so heavy. Fortunately, she bought an umbrella when the rain was light. I wonder if Xie Yan has finished it?

She raised her head and saw Xie Yan standing at the hospital entrance two steps away. His eyes, as dark as a ravine, seemed even more bottomless in the dark rainy night.

She smiled and took two quick steps, like a happy little bird flying towards the direction of the banquet.

"Xie Yan, you are waiting here, are you hungry? I brought you what you want to eat..."

Tang Wan ran to him covered in rain. She was obviously in a mess due to the heavy rain, but her beautiful and lovely smile made Xie Yan's heart soften.

He looked at her and just wanted to call her name.

"Wanwan..."

"Well, what happened?"

Tang Wan answered him with a smile, her tone gentle.

He looked down at her, his voice hoarse and sluggish, and Tang Wan saw a hint of tears flash across the corners of his eyes.

Tang Wan felt her sleeves sink. She lowered her head and saw Xie Yan grabbing her sleeves. A flash of red appeared on his palm. He lowered his head and grabbed Tang Wan's sleeves like a child, as if he was grabbing the last straw.

"I want to go home."

"it is good."

Tang Wan blinked, lowered her head, held Xie Yan's hand, and squeezed it tightly.

"Yanyan, let's go home."