[69 Book Bar - www.] "Why didn't you tell your classmates about my relationship with you just now?" After entering the room, Yan Huan raised her head and asked him, "What kind of nephew am I? Why do we look alike?"
Woolen cloth?"
"Pack your schoolbag and follow me to the company." Xiao Moshu didn't want to talk about this topic, so he left these words and went back to his room.
"Why don't you say anything?" Yan Huan refused to let him go and followed him into the room, "Uncle, am I really your nephew?"
"I'll say it again, Yan Huan, pack your schoolbag and follow me to the company." Xiao Moshu felt very upset. The atmosphere was originally good, but he didn't expect that such a sudden sentence would break the rare peace.
Yan Huan looked at him deeply but didn't move.
As the two people looked at each other, Xiao Moshu's cell phone rang.
He took out his phone and saw that the caller was Yan Zeyang. He looked at Yan Huan again and answered the phone: "Brother-in-law..."
"Sishu, did it disturb your rest?" Yan Zeyang's voice came, gentle and elegant.
As soon as Yan Huan heard Xiao Moshu talking about brother-in-law, she turned around and left.
Xiao Moshu held the phone in one hand and quickly grabbed her hand with the other, not allowing her to leave.
"Yan Huan and I just came back from breakfast. I was getting ready to go to work. Yan Huan has a day off today and will go to the company with me. I asked her to review her homework in my office." He stared at Yan Huan and said.
"Are you having breakfast with Yan Huan?" Yan Zeyang was a little surprised, and he was inevitably a little envious. He had forgotten how long it had been since he had breakfast with Yan Huan, "Is Yan Huan by your side?"
"Yes." Xiao Moshu said and handed the phone to her.
Yan Huan didn't want to answer the call, but Xiao Moshu's phone kept being placed in her ear, so she had no choice but to take the phone over.
"Mr. Yan, if you don't spend time with your dearest wife lovingly, how come you have time to think about me, a bastard?" Yan Huan said with a sneer.
Yan Zeyang was choked by his daughter's words for a moment, especially the bastard sentence. He almost didn't mention it in one breath, but he held it back: "Huanhuan, how have you been lately? The college entrance examination is about to take place. Are your classes heavy?
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"Shouldn't your good brother tell you all these things? Mr. Yan, I'm very busy, so I won't say anything anymore." After saying that, she was about to hang up the phone.
"Huanhuan!" Yan Zeyang was busy with his daughter, "Huanhuan! Dad will go to Qingyang on a business trip in a few days, and he will go see you. Do you have anything that you want dad to bring? Dad will bring it to you."
What Yan Huan hates most is Yan Zeyang's flattering tone. She has hated it for more than ten years.
"Can you bring my mother here? Let her stand in front of me in peace, can you do it lightly?" She asked in a cold voice.
Yan Zeyang swallowed hard, and for a moment he couldn't answer.
"Mr. Yan, don't keep making promises that you can't fulfill. It's really annoying to hear too much!" She said, hanging up the phone without hesitation.
When she looked up, Xiao Moshu was looking at her with his eyes open.
"Yan Huan, you shouldn't treat your father like this." Xiao Moshu was dissatisfied with her attitude, "What happened back then was not necessarily your father's fault. What's more, no matter what he did wrong, he is yours.
Father, you can't do this to him."
"Shut up!" Upon hearing him mention the past, Yan Huan roared, "Why do you mention the past to me? Do you deserve it?"