The god-level son-in-law of the female president

At the same time, Ye Huan, who woke up with a start, only felt a trance pain in his head, as if he had an extra magical memory.

This memory is specious, very vague, and Ye Huan didn't want to recall too much.

He rolled the calligraphy and painting, put them back into the wooden box, and couldn't help but glance at this set of silver needles.

For some reason, when he looked at this set of silver needles, he felt inexplicably kind.

This feeling is like the former self, who has touched the silver needle countless times.

"Could it be some kind of fate..." Ye Huan murmured inwardly, stretched out his hand, took out the silver needle, and put it close to his body.

Seeing that Ye Huan liked his gift, Ma Wencheng was also overjoyed, his fat face was wrinkled with a smile.

Seeing this, Yao Hanyan said, not to be outdone, "Master, our company has recently developed a new set of cosmetics, which are limited to [-] sets worldwide."

"I have prepared a few sets of the best quality here, and gave them to sister Zixue."

Yang Hongtao said: "Master, we have countless female stars and young models under our banner. If you lack a maid, it's a matter of one word."

Hu Laowan smiled honestly: "I'm a rough person, I don't have much to give away, but I have a lot of property. From now on, the young master will go to the hotel under my name, and all bills will be free."

As he said that, Hu Laowan's eyes flashed arrogance: "If the young master wants to teach someone a lesson, you can also call me directly. I, Hu Laowan, have nothing but many younger brothers."

Ye Huan responded with a smile: "At that time, I will rely more on my brother's support."

Guan Yangbing was tall and thin, wearing old-fashioned glasses, and handed Ye Huan a bronzing magnetic card.

"Master, this is the highest-level VIP card in our hospital. If any elderly or children in your family are sick, you can use this card to see a doctor. It's all free."

Ye Huan nodded and took the card.

Guan Yangbing's Huaxi Hospital, he has heard of it, not only the medical skills are good, but the price is also surprisingly high.

Huaxi Hospital's registration fee is [-] at the lowest level, and it starts at a million for an operation.

His VIP card is even more valuable.

"Old people and children..." Ye Huan pondered over these two words, and suddenly patted his head, suddenly realizing.

Three days later, it was not only his birthday, but also the birthday of Old Master Su, Patriarch Su.

He almost forgot about such an important day.

"This time, we must perform well in front of Zixue." Ye Huan secretly geared up.

"Old Ma, prepare another jade pendant for me. If it's better, I'll transfer the money to you." Ye Huan said.

"Master, you are unfamiliar with talking about money." Ma Wencheng laughed.

"Tomorrow, I will take out the best Hetian jade in the store and send it to the young master."

Ye Huan thanked again, and chatted with everyone talking and laughing.

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At night, in Hangzhou, a revolving restaurant.

"No, you have to divorce this trash." Li Yaomei's voice was extremely dissatisfied.

"Mom." Su Zixue put down the tableware, showing a bit of perplexity, "Why are you bringing this up again?"

Li Yaomei held Su Zixue's bright wrist, and said earnestly, "Daughter, do you want to be tied to this powerless Ye Huan for the rest of your life?"

"You only have one youth, you have a bigger life, don't you?"

Su Zixue lowered her head: "This is not the reason why you asked me to divorce Ye Huan and then date Bai Sicong."

When Li Yaomei heard this, she hated iron but said: "Who is Bai Sicong, and who is Ye Huan?"

"Bai Sicong's father's Changke Company has a market value of no less than 50 billion, not inferior to Amethyst Company."

"Zhao Qing's father's Huayuan Company, even if it didn't go bankrupt, it would still be left behind by Chang Ke!"

"Bai Sicong, you are a rich young master worthy of the name. If you two can get together, it will be your blessing, Zixue."

"But isn't this pair of Ye Huan too cruel..."

Su Zixue bit her lower lip and said softly, "Mom, don't try to persuade me anymore, let's put this matter aside for now."

Li Yaomei let go of Su Zixue's hand, frowned and said, "Whether you agree or not, Bai Sicong will appear on the Patriarch's birthday."

"When the time comes, the two of you will meet first before discussing. Bai Sicong is a good-looking talent, and you will definitely have a good impression."

"Mom..." Su Zixue said unwillingly.

"Okay, don't talk any more." Li Yaomei gave up.

Now, she is determined to let Su Zixue divorce, there is no room for maneuver.

Ye Huan, you must leave the Su family.