The daughter is reborn: the abstinent boss pampers her and becomes addicted to her

The person was waiting in another box in the same hotel.

"How do you know I will meet her?"

It feels a bit unpleasant to be arranged in advance.

Ye Siyan bent down at the elevator entrance and made a gesture of invitation.

"It doesn't matter if you don't see her. She wanted to come anyway."

"Seeing that you were so perfunctory in replying to my message on WeChat, I thought you must be very busy, so I specially arranged for you to meet here. If you want to see me, just go ahead. If you don't want to see me, don't. It won't waste your time."

An Yu couldn't help but look at him more.

She muttered to herself, it was because the message he sent was not in line with his identity as a president, and she couldn't find the right words to reply to him.

Which CEO would have the guts to tell others about things like drinking that awful coffee, a company employee losing his wedding ring, or finding a new partner? These are just gossips between girlfriends.

When An Yu arrived, Old Lady Yan was sitting by the window in the box, looking outside, not knowing what she was thinking about.

She was dignified and plump, wearing a cheongsam, with her hair cut very short and bangs above her eyebrows.

Her eyes are firm and sharp, and her every move exudes a low-key and cold temperament. The years have made her more calm.

The Yan family has a long history, but when An Yu got involved in the business circle in his previous life, he learned that the Yan family's real heyday was built on the old lady.

It can be said that without Old Madam Yan, the Yan family would not be worthy of the title of one of the four major families.

Twenty years ago, everyone in the business world knew the name Fu Shuhui.

An Yu pulled out a chair and sat down.

Because of the relationship between Yan Zihao and Old Man Yan, An Yu actually has no good feelings towards the Yan family.

She had never seen Fu Shuhui up close in her previous life. Now sitting in front of her, her first impression was that she was not the same kind of person as Old Man Yan and the others.

An Yu remembered that in her previous life, Fu Shuhui died of stomach cancer when she was a senior in college. It was hard to imagine that Fu Shuhui, who looked so energetic now, would pass away four years later.

"This is a keepsake from your mother's family. I don't know if you have heard of it. It is the Yuke family from Country S."

An Yu leaned back in his chair, his expression calm, as if he didn't feel anything after hearing the news.

Fu Shuhui guessed that she might not know the Youke family, but she didn't plan to go into details.

"I met you today mainly because I wanted to cooperate with you."

"You don't like Yan Tianhua and Yan Zihao. Coincidentally, I don't like them either."

"It's not an easy task to bring down the Yan family. It's not worth it for both sides to suffer losses. It's better for the two of us to join forces and make Yan Tianhua and Yan Zihao lose everything."

Fu Shuhui's cooperation with her was beyond her expectation.

In the previous life, the Yan family seemed to have received help from some noble person and became the only family capable of challenging the Ye family.

It can be said that Fu Shuhui died at the peak of the Yan family's prosperity.

"Yan Tianhua is your husband, and Yan Zihao is the only son of the Yan family. Why should I believe you?"

"He's not the only son. I already have a son." A trace of sadness flashed across Fu Shuhui's face.

An Yu was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted. In her limited memory, she did not find any information about Fu Shuhui's other son.

Yan Zihao is an illegitimate child, but from what Fu Shuhui said, she has her own biological son.

If that’s the case, why does she still tolerate Yan Zihao, this illegitimate son?

Looking at the person in front of him, An Yu didn't think she would be the kind of person who would swallow her anger.

Fu Shuhui was silent for a while before slowly telling a secret of the Yan family.