I'm the pet of a wealthy family

"My lord, the land has been bought."

William used news to tell Mrs. Yan whether what his boss said was true or not!

With a plop, Mrs. Yan knelt on the ground.

There was no blood on the old face, and the spirit was instantly sluggish.

"Mr. Gong, I know I was wrong, please let Mrs. Yan go!" Mrs. Yan pleaded while grabbing Gong Su's trouser leg.

"If you do something wrong, you must be punished. This is a truth that all three-year-olds understand." Gong Su brushed off Mrs. Yan's tugging expressionlessly, "Either, your whole family will die of poverty together, or you will die of old age in prison. , choose yourself."

"No, I don't want to choose." Mrs. Yan wanted to pull Gong Su's trouser legs, but William kicked them away mercilessly.

"Mom!" Yan Baichen called out with a blushing face, "If you don't ask him, wouldn't you just die of poverty? My eldest brother and I can still work and earn money, and I will be able to hold my own concert soon..."

"What do you know!" Mrs. Yan scolded sternly.

Not to mention that their family is used to a rich life, if they are asked to live in a rental house, they would rather die, even if they can bear the smallness and musty smell of the rental house, how easy is it to make money?
No one will hire the boss of a bankrupt company.

As for Yan Bochen's concert, it was just a dream bubble created by money. Without the support of money, who would provide him with a venue and an opportunity to hold a concert?
Who else will listen?

Mrs. Yan has been in the upper class for many years, and she is well versed in the reasons behind it.

After living for most of her life, it was the first time she burst into tears, "Mr. Gong, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare again. Please, please let Yan Shi go."

Gong Su sneered, "You can change your temper for decades? Who are you bluffing? A vicious old hag like you can only be locked up in prison so that it won't harm the society."

"Last chance. Die poor, or go to jail. I'll count to three, and if you don't make a choice, I'll choose for you. I chose for you, I believe it will make you very happy." The corner of Gong Su's mouth hooked slightly, With a cruel smile, like a bloodthirsty hell messenger.

Mrs. Yan and Yan Baichen are torn apart.

Yan Bochen had never seen such a scene before, he was stunned and stupid.

Mrs. Yan was trembling all over.

"one!"

Gong Su has already started counting.

"No, don't!" Mrs. Yan cried and shouted.

Then, she saw Su Anxin, and a light flashed in her desperate old eyes.

She kneeled in front of Su Anxin, "Anxin, it's all my fault, I won't dare to treat you like that again in the future. I..."

clap clap clap~
Mrs. Yan slapped herself four loud mouths one after another, her cheeks were swollen higher than Su Anxin's.

"Anxin, please forgive me, please help me to intercede with Mr. Gong, okay!" Mrs. Yan kowtowed her head.

Su Anxin was a little moved, after all, she was Yan Baichen's mother, but she thought of Gong Su's words again.

At Mrs. Yan's age, it is impossible to change, maybe she is cursing her and Gong Su's eighteen generations of ancestors in her heart at this moment.

Gong Su was venting his anger for her, she couldn't hold back Gong Su, and Mrs. Yan framed her twice, which already constituted a crime.

"two!"

Gong Su ruthlessly counted out the second number.

Mrs. Yan's eyes were red, and she stared at Su Anxin angrily.

Bitch, she refused to save her!
The old eyes are full of hatred.

"Gong Su, no matter how powerful you are, this is a public place. If you do this, you won't be afraid of being exposed?" The desperate Mrs. Yan wanted to fight Gong Su to death.

She doesn't believe that he is not afraid of media public opinion, listed consortiums, and stock prices are easily affected by scandals and fluctuate.