Greedy pleasure

In the living room, Yan's family members were talking about something.

As soon as Yan Xiaomi arrived, they quickly silenced and looked at Yan Xiaomi with strange eyes.

"The old man is waiting for you in the study." Zhao Yaping curled her lips and said, "The old man is not in good health recently. If you get mad at him, get out of Yan's house."

"It's just a parasite who lives by the Yan family. Although we don't want to see you these years, the third child has given you money in private, don't you always accept the kindness of the third child alone, we are all open-eyed Close your eyes, now you should give something to the Yan family."

Yan Tingman's tone was close to education, but also showed warning and disgust.

In the huge living room, Yan Xiaomi was alone bearing everyone's dissatisfaction, her brows were lightly frowned, her expression was indifferent.

He quietly listened to Yan Tingman finish speaking, then turned around and went directly to Mr. Yan's study.

The group of people behind them started to say all kinds of nasty things again, it was nothing more than that Yan Xiaomi would be too heartless if he didn't agree to Mr. Yan's request today.

She also got one more piece of news that the Yan family wanted to cooperate with the Wu family in a project, so even if Mr. Yan forced her to death today, she had to agree to the marriage.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the huge study room. Mr. Yan was standing in front of the desk practicing brush calligraphy, his cloudy eyes were shining brightly.

His hands were covered with wrinkles, but he picked up the brush with force, and the big characters he wrote were very shocking.

"Grandpa."

There was no response to her words, so she stood quietly at the desk and waited.

After a long time, Mr. Yan finished writing a piece of calligraphy, put down the brush, picked up the white handkerchief beside him and wiped his hands.

"Your mother's calligraphy is very good."

Yan Xiaomi had never seen her before, but she was not surprised. In her memory, her mother was a gentle, generous and well-educated woman who could do everything well.

"How much do you know about what happened back then?" Mr. Yan sat down and looked at her sternly.

Looking back to the past, the atmosphere in the study room became more and more dignified. Standing in front of the desk, Yan Xiaomi pursed her lips and said nothing, her face was cold and stubborn.

Maybe it's not that she doesn't know, but she just doesn't want to say it.

Her appearance was very similar to her mother. In a daze, Mr. Yan seemed to see his little daughter, Yan Zhiqing, whom he had loved since childhood.

"The Yan family is in politics, and they are almost the leaders in the political circle. No one dares to say anything. The glory in the past was the greatest achievement in my life, but it was all defeated by your mother."

After a moment of silence, Yan Xiaomi said slowly, "She just doesn't want to get married, is there something wrong?"

Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows, and his voice became colder, "According to the status of our Yan family at that time, how could we use her to get married? I have already said that even if she chooses a soldier in the camp, I have no problem. But she chose someone from the underworld. That's why I found the right person for her to marry."

One black and one white, if it spreads, the Yan family will not be able to clean it up.

For the future of the Yan family, Mr. Yan forced Yan Zhiqing to marry, so Yan Zhiqing ran away.

But this matter was later exposed by people who were jealous of the Yan family's limelight, which gradually caused the Yan family's position in the political circle to be at a disadvantage.

As a last resort, he turned to business.

"Your mother owes the Yan family an explanation. If it wasn't for her, both your uncle and second uncle are great figures now, but now they have to work under someone else's command. You should pay back what she owes to the Yan family."

Mr. Yan is very confident, "The discussion is to make the relationship too rigid, not to say that you can refuse."

Invisible pressure hit Yan Xiaomi, and she pinched the corner of her clothes with her hand hanging by her side.

Her mother's exhortations repeated before she died echoed in her ears.

"Xiao Mi, go back to Yan's house with your uncle, take mom... back to Yan's house!"

Those words would come to her ears from time to time, and they had appeared countless times in her dreams.

That was Yan Zhiqing's dying wish, and it became Yan Xiaomi's heart disease.

"My mother doesn't owe the Yan family anything." After a long time, Yan Xiaomi said slowly, "She knew that that relationship was impossible, so she had already broken it up. It was you who insisted on forcing her to marry, so she left. The Yan family ran away, and the Yan family was very popular. Even if there was no matter about my mother, other things would be exposed. The glory of a family is the hard work of many generations, but glory is not forever. And change, you just can't let go of your face and blame all the faults on my mother, you refuse to admit that your glory days have passed, the uncle and the second uncle are not the material for politics at all—"

Before she finished speaking, Mr. Yan swung the inkstone off the table, and the black ink gradually spread onto Yan Xiaomi's white coat, and it quickly blurred.

"What do you know? You negate the Yan family with just a few words, what are you!?" Old Man Yan was angry.

Xu Shi couldn't keep it off his face, or Xu Shi didn't think so at all.

He pointed at Yan Xiaomi with a trembling finger, "There are only two choices, either agree to marry the Wu family, and I will let your mother go back into the Yan family tree, or——I will send someone to Wencheng to bring your mother's ashes back to the burial place." Yan Family Cemetery."

Yan Xiaomi's body froze, her blood coagulated.

This is to prevent her parents from having the same acupuncture point after death! ?

After the father's accident, the mother arranged the funeral process, found a trustworthy person to handle it, and notified Yan Zhibai to pick up Yan Xiaomi, and then committed suicide by taking medicine that night.

I was sent to the hospital with only one breath left, confessed my last wish, and finally held the funeral with my father. This is a martyrdom!

If you have to be separated by ashes after death——

Her eyes turned red, she clenched her hands and stared at Mr. Yan, she couldn't believe what she heard?

Can a father really say that?

Dead silence spread in the study, she gritted her teeth and confronted Mr. Yan, there was a noise outside the door, it was Yan Zhibai's voice.

He tried to come in, but was blocked.

Lao Guan, who had been the housekeeper of Yan's house for more than 20 years, came in through the side door, glanced at Yan Xiaomi, walked up to Mr. Yan and whispered a few words, and Mr. Yan's complexion suddenly changed.

Staring at Yan Xiaomi with bright and scrutinizing eyes.

Actually saw Shu Chiye in her apartment?

At that time, the servants of Yan's family knocked on the door of Yan Xiaomi's apartment, and when they saw the opened door was Shu Chiye, who was holding a blue short cat and naked to the waist, the servant's shocked expression was even worse than that of Mr. Yan at this time.

"What's your relationship with Shu Chiye?" He suddenly got up and asked Yan Xiaomi in a low voice, "Why did he sleep at your house?"

Yan Xiaomi remained silent, but Mr. Yan's attitude improved a lot, probably because of Shu Chiye.

Whatever she says now may drag Shu Chiye into the water. She and Shu Chiye have been confused because of Lu Yan'an's matter, so they can't let the Yan family's affairs involve Shu Chiye.

But Mr. Yan is a fine individual, so Shu Chiye's appearance at Yan Xiaomi's house in disheveled clothes must be unusual.

Without waiting for Yan Xiaomi's answer, he said, "If you want to marry the Wu family, you can also marry the Shu family. As long as you get Shu Chiye settled, I will agree to whatever you ask, including your mother returning to the Yan family tree."