Ye Yan came alone and left alone. Actually, he was not alone, because he had a paparazzi following him all the way.

In order to prevent the paparazzi from following him to the coffee shop, he did not drive himself after leaving Ye Youcheng's house, because he knew that the paparazzi must be waiting for him in the parking lot.

He was very unhappy and dialed Xu Qingran's number while driving. During the call, he looked at the familiar van in the rearview mirror.

This type of car is specially used by paparazzi. In fact, he is already familiar with most of the paparazzi. He doesn't know which company this diligent paparazzi is from today. He thought that he must find a chance to get out of the car and "say hello" to the other party.

Xu Qingran didn't answer his call. Ye Yan sighed. He was already in a bad mood and his boyfriend was so naive. He couldn't help but scold him, "How many young people don't have their phones with them in broad daylight? Xu Qingran, you better be okay."

He hung up. It was his character not to redial a second time. He was waiting for Xu Qingran to call him back. Before that, he had to vent his unhappiness first. He suddenly accelerated and drove towards the service area five kilometers away.

Ye Yan drove the car to the service area and stopped. The paparazzi naturally followed him in. After confirming that the other party had caught up, he put on a mask and sunglasses before getting out of the car and walked straight to the van that had followed him for a day.

He didn't say anything. He walked up to the car and knocked on the window. After a few seconds, the window slowly rolled down.

The moment Ye Yan saw the person inside, his mind started working rapidly, and he soon thought of this person's face. It was the man with glasses who asked him to turn around and take a picture at the airport last time.

“You didn’t take any pictures of my family, did you?”

After confirming that he was a familiar paparazzi, Ye Yan stood in front of his car and asked directly. The man in the car immediately put on a silly smile and shook his head: "No, I'm only taking pictures of you."

“The paparazzi won’t just take pictures of me. Are you a proxy photographer?”

Ye Yan grasped the key point, and the other party shook his head again: "I'm a photographer and also your fan. I watch every one of your movies and go to every screening during the release period. Really, my dream is to take a set of photos of you. Can you give me a chance?"

The other party revealed his identity and stared at Ye Yan with an obsessed and expectant look, waiting for his reply. This answer successfully made Ye Yan see that he was speechless even though he covered his face.

"Do you think it's possible? If you're really a photographer, contact my agency through your own studio or the magazine you work with. No one is following me like a stalker. Stop following me."

Ye Yan warned in a polite tone, then turned around and left without saying any more words to the other party.

The man felt his self-esteem hurt as he watched him get into the car and leave. The kindness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by resentment caused by Ye Yan's rejection and indifference.

"You look down on me... Am I any worse than those so-called famous photographers? You even call me a stalker, but it's because you like me! Just wait, one day you'll be willing to let me take your picture..."

The man gritted his teeth and made a secret decision. There was a photo of Ye Yan hanging on the pendant on the rearview mirror in the car. It was the photo he took of Ye Yan looking back at the airport.

The photos are really good. Even a private trip was captured with the lighting and atmosphere of a movie. Maybe geniuses are crazy, but this person is not only crazy, but also visibly extreme and paranoid.

It was already evening when Ye Yan returned to S City. He did not receive any call from Xu Qingran along the way. He was very angry, and the feeling of insecurity in his heart suddenly arose again.

He couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts again, wondering if Xu Qingran would really never come back, and be forced by his parents to stay at home to inherit the family business and then marry into another family.

He knew it was unlikely, but he just couldn't help thinking about it, as if he had paranoid delusions, always associating things with the worst possible outcome.

Of course Xu Qingran would not leave him. After returning home, he had lunch with his parents. After making preparations, he went directly to the factory for inspection with Lin Anyi in the afternoon. He also attended a meeting by the way. His phone was silent throughout the whole meeting and he almost fell asleep while listening.

"Call Wenwen, ask her out for dinner, and apologize to her."

On the way back from the meeting, Lin Anyi assigned Xu Qingran a task in the back seat of the luxury car. Xu Qingran was not able to do this, so he refused on the spot.

"Why should I apologize to her? You should apologize to her, and you should also apologize to me. You arranged everything without my consent. Since you are my mother, I can spare you the apology. Just tell her."

He was so arrogant that just a few words made Lin Anyi's dignified face full of anger, and there was little love left for mother and son.

"Are you so determined to go against me? Wenwen is a good match for you, she's beautiful and she likes you. You're going to get married sooner or later anyway, so why not consider her? Can you find a girl better than her?"

Lin Anyi questioned that like most mothers, she could actually be open-minded, but her family conditions made it impossible for her not to consider the company and family.

Besides, Bai Wenwen's own conditions are impeccable. Xu Qingran turned a blind eye to such a good candidate for daughter-in-law. How could Lin Anyi not be angry?

"Do relationships depend on conditions? Mom, I have my own criteria for choosing a partner. You're forcing me to be with someone I don't like. If you don't want me to be happy, just say so. How insecure are you about the company's future? You have to rely on clichéd methods like marriage to consolidate your strength. Haven't you heard that even a judge can hardly judge family affairs? When it comes to interests, not only couples without feelings, but even brothers have to settle accounts."

Xu Qingran is a stubborn person. Even if his mother steps on his bottom line, he will not give face. What's more, this concerns his and Ye Yan's future. He has already made up his mind about this relationship and no one can shake him. Even if Ye Yan doesn't want him, he will not agree to break up.

So every time Lin Anyi mentioned Bai Wenwen, Xu Qingran became more annoyed with Bai Wenwen. He thought even being friends was unnecessary, let alone getting married.

His words undoubtedly annoyed Lin Anyi again, and made Lin Anyi unable to vent her anger. She had no choice but to raise her hand and slap his thigh hard to temporarily express her dissatisfaction.

"That's a good point. I can give you a chance to not go on a blind date, but you can't just ignore the company's affairs, right? Tell me, give me a definite answer, when will you quit your assistant job and officially come back to work?"

This was Lin Anyi's last concession. Marriage can be discussed slowly, but managing a wealthy group is not something that can be done in a day or two. He has to return to the company as soon as possible to train and educate his successor. By the time he is 30 years old, he can be a qualified manager.

This request didn't sound excessive, but Xu Qingran felt it was excessive, but he didn't want to frown at Lin Anyi anymore.

"I know what's going on. I'll make the arrangements."

Xu Qingran responded, implying, don't rush me, I will delay.

While speaking, he had already opened the mobile phone in his hand, and when he saw the missed call from Ye Yan, he took a breath.

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