Yan Han came out of the club and ended his conversation with Lin Ruxuan.
During the dinner, both sides took a step back, ending the fight that had lasted for more than a week.
The Lin family suffered heavy losses and suddenly received the news of Yan Han's reconciliation. Even an old fox like Lin Ruxuan was overjoyed and agreed without saying a word.
"Master, the old man is still waiting at the old house."
In the car, Yan Han closed his eyes and responded lightly.
When he was in Tianjin City, he was preparing to deal with the Lin family's affairs. Although he took a step back, the Lin family would no longer be like a time bomb, and some people could breathe a sigh of relief.
The car drove all the way to the suburbs, and when I opened my eyes, I saw green trees.
When we arrived at the old house, the housekeeper who was always waiting at the door did not show up.
I waited for about half an hour before someone came out to invite me.
Yan Han knew clearly in his heart that this was a threat given to him by the old man.
Going upstairs, the faint sound of opera could be heard.
Yan Zhenting's usual man came over and said, "Mr. Yan's show will take half an hour."
Yan Han was not annoyed at all, and immediately sat down, "Grandpa, don't worry, it's best to click twice. I'm old, and I can hear one."
bodyguard:"……"
Bang!
The sound of smashing cups and the sound of the opera suddenly stopped.
"Let him in!"
A voice full of vitality can live for many years once you hear it.
Yan Han raised his eyebrows, put away his long legs, and walked upstairs leisurely.
The old man was in the concert hall on the second floor. When he saw Yan Han coming in, he threw another porcelain cup in front of him.
Yan Han turned sideways and dodged easily.
He raised his head and met the old man's accusing eyes.
"Grandpa, if you blame me for leaving yesterday, I apologize to you. But otherwise, I hope you won't interfere."
The old man snorted coldly and looked at him with squinted eyes, "Others?"
"You are really capable. Just because of a woman, you dared to talk to the old man and I choked."
Yan Han frowned, "You are overthinking, it has nothing to do with Song Xiang."
The old man sneered, "It's true that one generation is worse than the other."
He squinted at Yan Han and said, "I dare you to speak openly to me, but it's better for you, you don't even have a word to speak openly."
Yan Han: "I do like her."
"How dare you say it has nothing to do with her!"
Another porcelain cup was thrown over.
Yan Han still escaped.
"But it's not a matter of life and death yet," he continued.
The old man looked at him steadily and asked tentatively: "I want you to get married now, will you do it?"
Yan Han's expression remained unchanged: "If it's Li Ying, it's impossible."
"Then change it?" the old man said aggressively.
"If you can find a suitable one, I will consider it." Yan Han did not hesitate.
The old man laughed and said: "Don't be so pretentious here. There are only a few girls that I can like, one or two. Which one has been rejected by you?"
Yan Han: "You are indeed discerning. The people you find are all the ones you care about. No need to get married. As long as I get engaged, I can have a cuckold right away."
The old man: "..."
"You can find her, but please find someone clean and lying next to her. I not only care if she has slept on someone else's bed, but I also care if she is thinking about me."
The old man knocked the cane hard and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I don't want to say anything else, but there will never be another An Xuyue in the Yan family!"
silence.
Yan Yanhan's eyes were dark, and he said after a while: "You can rest assured, I am probably not as lucky as my father."