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It was four o'clock in the afternoon and the MR psychological counseling room was very busy. The phone at the front desk rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Hello, this is MR. How can I help you?" Qin Xia at the front desk greeted the customer skillfully with a smile on her face.

"Is Yan Yan here?"

A steady and deep male voice came from the other end. Qin Xia knew who it was as soon as he heard it. After all, it was not the first time the other party called.

"Doctor Yan is busy right now. If you have anything to say, please tell me and I will convey it to you."

"Tell him to call me back." After saying this, the man hung up immediately, and only a cold, mechanical busy tone was heard on the phone.

Qin Xia rolled his eyes speechlessly.

It was like this every time. Although she had never met this person, she could guess why he and Dr. Yan were at odds by looking at his domineering attitude.

She was complaining in her heart, and then she saw the door at the corner was opened. A tall and graceful man happened to walk out and took a piece of information from the shelf outside.

"Doctor Yan." Seeing the man's gaze, Qin Xia immediately smiled awkwardly, "Well, your father just called."

"Okay, I understand, thank you." Yan Yan nodded slightly and then went back in.

Looking at his manners and demeanor, and then looking at his father, Qin Xia just wanted to sigh. Fortunately, their Doctor Yan looks like his mother and did not inherit any bad qualities from his father.

In the middle of every month, the Cen family will have a family dinner, where the family members eat together. This is a rule set by the old man of the Cen family when he was alive, so that everyone will not become estranged if they do not visit each other for too long.

However, since the old man passed away two years ago, Yan Yan has never been back.

Even though Cen Zhong was a bastard, Old Man Cen still favored him as his eldest grandson. Yan Yan didn't want to embarrass the old man, so he would go every time. Now that the old man was gone, there was no need for him to continue to maintain this family relationship that was in name only.

The Cen family would call every month, and because no one ever answered Yan Yan’s phone, most of the calls were from the Cen family’s servants and housekeepers.

This is the first time Cen Zhong has called in the past six months.

It was already six o'clock when Yan Yan finished seeing his last patient. As soon as he left the house, a young man in a suit came over and said respectfully, "Master, the master is waiting for you."

He pointed at a black car on the side of the road.

There has never been such a scene before. Yan Yan would not go there anyway, and his phone call fell on deaf ears, let alone Cen Zhong coming to pick him up in person.

Even though he was at odds with his father Cen Zhong, Yan Yan's upbringing would not allow him to just leave like that, so he got in the car.

Cen Zhong was sitting in the back, wearing a suit and tie, with an elegant temperament, but his eyes and eyebrows had a rather awe-inspiring majesty, which made people feel a little scared when he didn't smile.

The father and son sat side by side, neither speaking.

After the car drove out for more than ten minutes, Cen Zhongxian spoke up: "I heard that the boss of the Xiang family offended you at the Ruan family banquet."

The Xiang family and the Cen family have business dealings and are considered partners.

After the Ruan family's banquet, the Xiang family's business suddenly plummeted, and the partners who had previously agreed to cooperate with them temporarily terminated their contracts. Only then did the Xiang family realize that they had offended someone.

Apart from the recent clashes with Yan Yan at the Ruan family, there was no one else involved, so the Xiang family came to Cen Zhong for help.

"Father, are you here to find me and call me to task?" Yan Yan had been busy all day, and he closed his eyes slightly, tired, with his usual indifferent expression.

"You clearly know the relationship between the Xiang family and our Cen family." Cen Zhong frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude.

Hearing this, Yan Yan suddenly opened his eyes, looked at him quietly and said, "My last name is Yan. What happens between him and the Cen family has nothing to do with me."

Cen Zhong's face suddenly darkened, and he raised his voice and shouted angrily: "Cen Yan!"

Twelve years ago, Yan Wantong divorced Cen Zhong, and he changed his name to Yan Yan.

"Are you planning to disown me as your father?" Cen Zhong hadn't been so angry in a long time, and his eyes were slightly red with anger.

Yan Yan ignored his anger and said calmly, "You now have both a son and a daughter. It seems that it doesn't matter to you whether I recognize you or not."

The words "a son and a daughter" seemed to have stepped on Cen Zhong's tail in an instant. His face became even uglier, but his voice became much softer: "It was just an accident, I——"

"I'm not interested in knowing about this accident." Yan Yan interrupted him directly, still being polite, "Please don't call me again in the future. I won't go to the Cen family. My mother will be sad."

After that, he looked at the man driving in front and said, "Pull over by the roadside, thank you."

Cen Zhong didn't say anything else, as if he agreed. Seeing this, the man stopped by the roadside.

Yan Yan then got out of the car.

Coincidentally, Yan Wantong called at this time.

"Ayan, are you coming back for dinner?" A woman's gentle and smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yan Wantong was an excellent painter, especially good at painting figures. It was because of a portrait she painted for him that Cen Zhong was moved by her and began to pursue her madly.

He really liked Yan Wantong and treated her very well after marriage, but no matter what the reason was, Cen Zhong did cheat on her and even gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.

Although Yan Wantong was pure and kind-hearted, she was obsessed with mysophobia and could not bear to live with him anymore. So no matter how Cen Zhong tried to retain her, she decided to divorce him and never contact him again.

"Mother." Yan Yan raised his eyes to look at the stars which were not very bright tonight. "Have you been happy these years?"

Yan Wantong was a little puzzled: "Of course I'm happy, why are you asking this suddenly?"

In the first few years after his divorce from Cen Zhong, he often saw his mother secretly crying alone. Although she looked carefree and indifferent on the surface, she was the man she had loved after all, so how could she not be sad?

But fortunately, time will dilute everything. My mother gradually came out of the pain, worked hard, and lived a fulfilling life every day.

“I hope you’re always happy.”

"Why are you acting so strange today?" Yan Wantong had no idea what he was thinking, and spoke softly, "I'm doing very well now, and our Ah Yan is getting better and better too. He can see clearly now, and he won't get sick again. Mom is already very satisfied."

Yan Yan usually doesn't talk much, and it's rare for Yan Wantong to talk to him so much. On a whim, she thought of something.

"I heard from Sui Sui that you have a confidante and you even stood up for her in the Ruan family. Is that true?"

Although Yan Wantong is already in her forties, she is still as innocent as a girl at heart. She occasionally behaves like a child and of course she likes gossip.

Not to mention, her son has always been a gentle and decent gentleman, and has never been so close to any girl. How could she not be curious?

Yan Yan doesn't have many friends, probably because he is taciturn, so Ruan Yiqing and Yan Suihan like to talk a lot. They are like human loudspeakers. If they know any secret, then everyone will know it.