Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

"Mr. An, you're here? Mr. Jiu is in a meeting and will be ending soon. Please wait for him."

Chen Zheng looked faintly excited.

Now that the people had arrived, An Nansheng explained the previous arrangements again.

Chen Zheng said without hesitation:

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

After saying that, he went out to make a phone call without waiting for Lian Jingyi's reaction.

Lian Jingyi then realized that An Nansheng was not joking with her and was stunned:

"Annansheng, how dare you?"

"Aren't you afraid of offending me? My father and Ninth Brother..."

An Nansheng sat in Mu Fucheng's office chair and found it a little funny.

"Miss Lian, it would be better for you to go back and ask your father to arrange a marriage for you."

Lian Jingyi knew that An Nansheng was mocking her for always talking about her parents, and her face turned red with anger.

"You don't understand anything. You don't even know the relationship between me and Brother Nine. If you hadn't interfered, Brother Nine would definitely be mine."

An Nansheng was curious: "What is your relationship with Master Jiu?"

A hint of shyness suddenly appeared on Lian Jingyi's face:

"Ten years ago, my father and I were kidnapped, and it was Brother Nine who saved us."

"After that, my father provided Brother Jiu with many connections and opportunities. Brother Jiu's current achievements are all thanks to my family. Without my father, Brother Jiu wouldn't be as successful as he is now."

An Nansheng's eyes flashed:

"Little girl, you are repaying kindness with ingratitude."

Lian Jingyi was stunned: "No, I didn't, I meant..."

An Nansheng interrupted coldly:

"You said that without your father, there would be no Mufu City today?"

She had no interest in arguing with a spoiled little fool, so she said sternly:

"Just understand, without your father, Mu Fucheng wouldn't have achieved what he has today, but without Mu Fucheng, you and your father would have died long ago!"

Jiang Hang also looked at Lian Jingyi in surprise:

"Don't tell me these are your father's exact words. Even an old man is so heartless, what's the point of playing with him?"

Lian Jingyi was stunned:

"I, that's not what I meant. My dad didn't... I wanted to say..."

I was speechless and my eyes were red with anxiety.

An Nansheng was so angry that he was in no mood to comfort the baby. He told Song Ke:

"Go see if Miss Lian has anything she needs to pack. Please help pack it up and I'll send it off."

Lian Jingyi stared with her red eyes, completely speechless.

Song Ke would not tolerate these women who dared to covet Master Jiu, so he went up and pulled Lian Jingyi out.

Chen Zheng had just finished his call, and when he saw Song Ke and Lian Jingyi coming out, he smiled and said:

"I've already made the arrangements and bought the plane tickets. Song Ke and I will take Miss Lian to the airport, and someone will be responsible for taking her home safely."

Then he glanced at Lian Jingyi:

"Miss Lian, let's go to the hotel and pack your luggage first."

Now Lian Jingyi finally felt scared. She remembered Jiang Ning's warning to her and became extremely panicked.

"I, I apologize to President An. I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have been rude to her. I don't want to reply..."

Song Ke interrupted in a deep voice:

"Miss Lian, you still haven't figured out the situation?"

"Master Jiu is our President An's fiancé, and that's not what you should be thinking about."

"You'd better cooperate. I'm a rough person and I'm afraid of hurting you."

As he said this, he exerted force with his hands, took a step forward with his long legs, and dragged Lian Jingyi away.

Poor Lian Jingyi was much shorter than Song Ke and could only be dragged along. The once arrogant young lady was now in such a miserable state.

Chen Zheng touched his nose and thought that giving this job to Song Ke would save time, effort and energy.