Chapter 322 If you want to marry a wealthy family, it depends on whether I agree or not!
Yang Qianyu was still on her way back to the company when the company secretary called again.
"Mr. Ruan, where have you been? That man was yelling loudly in the store, calling you by your old name. There's nothing we can do!"
Yang Qianyu's face was serious, "We really can't let the security guards blast us out!"
"We wanted to blast him, but he said... he is you, father - we... are not serious about it, in case we hurt him or something like that -"
Before the secretary finished speaking, Yang Qianyu looked startled, "Who are you talking about? He is my father?"
"That's what that person said..."
"Okay, I understand. Please ask him to wait for me at the company."
"yes."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu's face became obviously irritable and gloomy.
How could she forget that she also had a wolf-hearted father?
We haven’t contacted each other for so long, so it’s probably not a good thing for him to suddenly show up.
She remembered that Yang Zijun had said before that Yang Guohua's career had already been unable to make ends meet and was on the verge of collapse - so she could roughly imagine why this beastly father came to see her.
Thinking of Yang Zijun, Yang Qianyu frowned again.
There were so many things going on these days that she had forgotten about her younger brother.
I heard Wang Cheng say before that it was Feng Moyan who wanted to give him a hand, so he got him to work at Feng Yun Group.
It's been two months, and I don't know how he is doing or whether he has caused any trouble.
Originally, she didn't want to have anything to do with her family of origin, but life is always like this - she often gets what she's afraid of. These people are rushing to get involved in her life, and it seems they can't be left behind.
Back at the company, Yang Qianyu parked the car and rushed to the office without stopping.
Before I opened the door, I heard Yang Guohua's shouting coming from inside.
The secretary was trying his best to comfort her. When he saw her coming back, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Ruan, you are back, he——"
"Go and do your work." Yang Qianyu responded, and after the secretary left, she closed the door.
Turning her gaze towards the man who had given her life but had hardly fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, the temperature on her face instantly dropped to freezing point.
Yang Guohua may not have seen his eldest daughter for a long time. When he saw her now, he couldn't help but look her up and down. He thought for a moment that his late wife, who had been dead for many years, had come back to life.
This eldest daughter looks more and more like her mother as she grows older.
It was this face that made him dislike it the moment he saw it.
"Unfilial thing! You changed your surname to be the same as your mother's?" After Yang Guohua looked at it, he vented his anger through his nostrils and cursed.
Yang Qianyu walked to her desk, pulled out a chair and sat down. She didn't even mean to pour him a glass of water. She asked quietly: "Why did you come to me?"
Yang Guohua frowned, "What's your attitude? Now that you've settled down and have a backer, you don't even care about your biological father?"
"Are you saying this contrary to what I said? Ever since I was little, you have obviously been dismissive of me. How could I have the chance to offend you like this?"
Yang Guohua became more and more frustrated, "You are just like your mother. You look beautiful and gentle, but you are actually very sharp and powerful!"
"If my mother was as powerful as you say, she probably wouldn't have been so mad at you so early."
When Yang Qianyu mentioned her mother, only vague images remained in her mind.
It has been nearly twenty years since her mother passed away. She thought she would forget those past experiences, after all, she was still very young at that time - but in fact, even though her mother's image was almost blurred, she still clearly remembered the grief of rushing to the hospital.
day.
Also, my mother’s desperate and reluctant cry.
"Your mother died of cancer, what does it have to do with me? This is life, how can it be blamed on me?"
"I was young at the time and didn't understand. Later I learned that breast cancer is often caused by long-term anger and depression. At that time, my mother and I were arguing every day. How could she be happy?"
Yang Guohua has no sympathy for his dead wife. He only got married for profit.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this!" There was no need to discuss this topic, so he waved it away, walked to the opposite side of Yang Qianyu's desk and sat down, his face still gloomy, "I came to ask you, what are you doing?
Where did Xiaojun go?"
"You mean...Yang Zijun?"
"Of course! Don't say you don't remember your brother's name!"
It turned out that he was looking for her son.
Yang Qianyu's face became more relaxed and she replied in a funny tone: "Your son is already twenty and an adult. He is free to go wherever he goes. Why did you come to me to ask for someone?"
"I heard that he has contacted you before."
"Yes, but we lost contact later." Yang Qianyu felt strange and frowned at him, "Why didn't you call him?"
"If I can get through on the phone, will I still come to see you?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know either. If that's why you came here, then you can leave." After Yang Qianyu said that, he pressed the intercom and prepared to let the secretary come in to see the person off.
Yang Guohua shouted again, "What are you in a hurry for? I have something else to do!"
"What's up?"
His face was strange and his eyes were wandering. He pondered for a few seconds before raising his eyes, "I...I have an agreement here that I need you to sign."
"Agreement?" Yang Qianyu didn't understand and looked confused.
What agreement can there be between them?
"It's... your grandparents' old house, the courtyard house in the ancient town... someone took a fancy to it and was willing to pay a high price to buy it, but... your mother was guarding me at the beginning and forced me to go to the notary office with her.
I promise that if I want to move this property, I must obtain your consent after you become an adult. I...I want to sell the courtyard house now, and you have to cooperate with me to sign!"
Yang Guohua also knew that he was guilty. After hesitatingly talking about the matter, he did not have the courage to face Yang Qianyu directly.
After hearing this, Yang Qianyu's face froze in surprise, and she didn't say a word for a while.
She didn't know anything about it.
She was only seven or eight years old when her mother passed away. Did her mother think she was too young to understand this, so she didn't say anything?
She always thought that because of Yang Guohua's despicableness and greed, all her grandparents' property had been sold off long ago!
After all, when my grandmother was sick and hospitalized, she had no savings.
At that time, Yang Guohua refused to pay for her grandmother's medical treatment, and she had little money, so when Mr. Feng found her and asked her to marry Feng Moyan, one of the conditions was that he would pay for her grandmother's medical expenses.
Since the courtyard is still there, why didn’t grandma sell it and use it for medical treatment?
Then I thought about it, grandma must have been afraid that if she sold the house, her money would be taken away by Yang Guohua in every possible way, right?
Then I'll lose my wife and lose my troops.
"The courtyard is the inheritance of my grandparents, why should I sell it to you? You really have the nerve to say this."
After learning the truth of the matter, Yang Qianyu immediately had an idea in her mind.
If Yang Guohua had been a qualified father and an honest man, his mother would not have dragged him to the notarization back then.
Since it has been notarized, it means that my mother does not want the courtyard house to be sold by him.
Therefore, she must protect her mother's wish no matter what.
Yang Guohua knew that she would not agree easily, but after hearing her refusal, he still got angry: "People have been dead for so many years, why keep a shabby house?"
"Since it's a shabby house, it can't be sold for much money. Are you so poor?"
"You...you stinky girl, what do you know!"
Being poked in the sore spot by his own daughter, Yang Guohua became more and more frustrated and angry, "I really regret that you gave birth to a little bitch like you in the first place! I have a good family, but you messed it up! I went to jail, I ran away, you
But the days are getting better and better! It’s simply unbearable!”
Yang Qianyu looked at his angry look. Instead of being scared, Yang Qianyu felt ridiculous.
There is an old saying among the people that bad bamboos produce good bamboo shoots - she is really lucky to be reborn under such a father's name, and she actually looks upright and is not contaminated with unhealthy tendencies.
Speaking of which, I would like to thank Yang Guohua for his inaction for so many years.
Only in this way can she be protected from "poison" and keep her mother's genes intact.
There was nothing easy to communicate with a mad dog, so she pressed the intercom and informed her secretary: "Ask the security guard to come up and come down."
"What are you doing!" Yang Guohua became anxious and stood up suddenly, "If you don't agree to sign today, I won't leave!"
Yang Qianyu looked at him and said calmly and calmly: "You will never sell that courtyard house until you die."
"You—" Yang Guohua was so angry that he grabbed the documents on the table and threw them at her.
Yang Qianyu raised her hands to cover her head in time, but still couldn't avoid it. The folder fell down and her whole face was burning with pain.
"You unfilial thing! I am your biological father! I gave you life! Is this how you repay me? You bitch, listen to me, you make it difficult for me, and I will not make it easy for you!
Feng Moyan is paralyzed, how can he still protect you? You want to marry a wealthy family? You have to ask me if I agree!"
Yang Guohua was like crazy and swept everything on her desk to the ground.
Yang Qianyu instinctively stood up and retreated, trying to avoid him and go out, but he unexpectedly grabbed him, "Do you agree or not? Do you agree? If you push me to the edge, I will drag you into the water! You -"
While the two were fighting, the secretary opened the door with the security guards and rushed in, subduing the frantic Yang Guohua.
"Mr. Ruan, are you okay? Do you want to call the police?" the secretary asked with concern.
Yang Qianyu thought that if she called the police, she would have to go to the police station to take notes and confront this scumbag who was worse than a beast - so she said coldly: "No need, get him out."
"yes."
Yang Guohua cursed and accused his eldest daughter of being unfilial and ruining her reputation.
Fortunately, when Yang Qianyu's past was exposed on the Internet, there were also voices that mentioned her family of origin.
Many people know what is going on in her family.
"Mr. Ruan is so pitiful... I heard that my biological mother passed away a long time ago, and my stepmother abused her, but my father didn't care about her. Now that she's done well, I'm here to ask for repayment."
"Oh, there are so many such things! Some people just don't deserve to be parents!"
"But I think...since he is his biological father, he still has to help. Isn't Mr. Ruan together with Mr. Feng of Fengyun Group? That's not a shortage of money!"
"Typical Madonna behavior from you."
"That is, don't try to persuade others to be kind without their suffering. You don't understand this? Some relatives are not relatives, they are blood-sucking insects!"
The office door was still open, and these words somehow reached Yang Qianyu's ears.
After experiencing so much, she has long since learned to be calm and calm.
The opinions of others cannot influence her decision.
After all, your life is yours, and only you are responsible for the good or bad.
She must protect this house no matter what. A bastard like Yang Guohua, who is worse than a beast, should live in despair and be alone for the rest of his life!
However, Yang Guohua's making such a fuss made her miss her mother and grandparents...