After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

Jing Wanwan's eyes were getting redder and redder. In the past few years when she got along with Grandpa Yan, he always stood by her side.

She had no grandfather since she was a child, and Grandpa Yan gave her everything she lacked.

"Grandpa, I divorced him, and I am still your granddaughter. I will still visit you every day."

"Don't lie to me. After you divorce Xiaojue, you will have a new boyfriend, and then you will have a new family. How can you remember grandpa. In short, I will not let you divorce!"

"Oh." Yan Tingjue smiled sarcastically, "Did you hear that? The old man thinks you have someone outside."

"You're looking for death!" This time, Mr. Yan directly threw the crutch in his hand at Yan Tingjue.

Yan Tingjue caught the crutch quickly with sharp eyesight, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Who is your grandson!"

Old Man Yan pointed at Yan Tingjue with shaking fingers, very angry.

"You unworthy bastard! You don't know how to cherish a girl as good as Wanwan marrying you. Without her, you are going to be a widow for the rest of your life!"

"What a joke." Yan Tingjue threw the old man's crutch far away with a flick of his hand.

"What kind of woman do I, Yan Tingjue, want?"

He looked at Jing Wanwan coldly and contemptuously.

"It's still the same sentence, if you want to get a divorce, you can persuade my grandpa, and then spit out the [-] million!"

"You pay back [-] million. That [-] million is my capital injection into the Jing family company. What does it have to do with you! If Wan Wan really divorces you, you have to give her half of what you have now!"

"She deserves it too!" Yan Tingjue dropped the words and left angrily.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would fight with the muddleheaded old man.

"Bastard, bastard! How could our Yanjia come out with such a piece of shit!"

Jing Wanwan sat there with a pale face, her hands clenched tightly.

Yan Tingjue's harsh words just now chilled her even more than her previous cold-blooded and ruthless face.

"Wan Wan, don't be angry, grandpa will scold him every day when he sees him, until he realizes his mistake." Old Man Yan looked back at Jing Wan Wan, feeling guilty.

What a good girl, young and smart, more than enough to match that brat in his family.

That brat just doesn't know how to cherish it!

"Grandpa, take care of your body, I... will go first." Jing Wanwan was so angry that her feet went limp, she stood up and fell back.

Grandpa Yan patted the back of her hand, "Don't worry, Grandpa has something to tell you."

Jing Wanwan was silent for a while, "Okay, tell me, I'll listen."

The servant picked up the crutch and handed it to Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan held the faucet on the crutch with both hands, and stomped the crutch on the ground.

"I wish I could kill that brat!"

Jing Wanwan hurriedly said, "Grandpa, your health is important, don't be angry."

Mr. Yan slowed down, and he said slowly: "Wanwan, I know you have been wronged for the past three years. Although you never complained to me every time you came here, I know that kid has been sleeping with you in separate rooms."

"Grandpa is from here. He knows that you like Xiaojue very much. Grandpa doesn't know why you insist on divorcing Xiaojue this time. But grandpa wants to tell you that divorce is impossible for you and Xiaojue."

Jing Wanwan lowered her gaze, feeling a little touched in her heart.

What it is, she doesn't want to get to the bottom of it.

"Listen to Grandpa's persuasion, give yourself and the young jue a chance."

"During these days, stop guarding him foolishly. You are so smart. You used to be a genius in the design circle. In this life, you don't live for love, but you have to live well for yourself."

Jing Wanwan suddenly looked up at the old man Yan, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Grandpa, thank you for telling me this."

This is what she wants to do in the future.

She wants to find her shining point.

"Don't say thank you. Anyway, I won't agree to the divorce. You can figure out the rest. If there is anything grandpa can help you, just ask."

"Grandpa, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Hey, hello, grandpa is not good! Grandpa is getting old and in poor health. Things in the company have also upset me recently."

"Master, grandpa is so kind to you, he is a good grandpa, please help him!"

Without the elf, Jing Wanwan couldn't stand by while looking at the 'worried' Mr. Yan.

"Grandpa, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes, grandpa wants to cooperate with a company recently, and there is a business reception tonight, can Wanwan go with grandpa?"

"This, it should be more appropriate to ask Yan Tingjue to go."

"Hey, it's not like you don't know that his fiery temper is not begging for help."

"Then I'll go with grandpa." Jing Wanwan thought that if she could help grandpa solve a problem, it could be regarded as being filial to his old man.

In the evening, Jing Wanwan wore a noble and slim backless long dress, her long hair was tied into a high bun, and a strand of wavy bangs hung from both sides of her ears, making her look noble and elegant.

She appeared in front of everyone holding the arm of Mr. Yan, causing everyone to sigh.

"Isn't that Mr. Yan's wife?"

"Yeah, isn't she very low-key and never appears in this kind of wine party?"

"Tsk tsk, it's obvious that Mr. Yan doesn't like her, so he doesn't bring her here, and every time he brings some public relations ladies, he doesn't want to bring her."

"What does the old man Yan mean today?"

Just as everyone was speculating, Mr. Yan patted Jing Wanwan's hand holding his arm, and said in a low voice, "Don't be nervous, Wanwan, grandpa is your strongest backing. Go, grandpa will take you to see the world."

Jing Wanwan looked at the valiant grandpa, covered her mouth and smiled, not so nervous anymore.

Under everyone's polite greetings, Mr. Yan raised his eyes above his head, and without giving them a look, he directly led Jing Wanwan to a young man beside Yan Tingjue.

"Hello, Grandpa." Feng Liexing bowed slightly and saluted Mr. Yan.

"Long time no see, little Xing Xing!" Grandpa Yan seemed to have not seen his eldest grandson, and smiled to flatter Feng Lie Xing.

Feng Liexing's expression froze. Based on his understanding of the old man, such an abnormality must have a demon.

He subconsciously looked at the girl next to the old man, stared at her in a daze, and finally his eyes fell on the tear mole under the corner of her eye.

His voice trembled a little, and he asked with a hint of surprise, "Xiao Wan? Are you Xiao Wan?"

Jing Wanwan just realized that her grandfather brought her to Yan Tingjue, she lowered her head halfway, and raised her head curiously when she heard a strange man calling her.

Looking at each other, she looked blank, "You are?"

Feng Liexing grabbed Jing Wanwan's arm, "Xiao Wan, I have found you! Do you still remember the boy you rescued on the Bund ten years ago? I am him!"

"..." Jing Wanwan looked at Feng Liexing in surprise, a thin, short, malnourished boy appeared in his mind, and he couldn't associate the two together.