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

"Hey, wait a minute and let me see."

Ye's mother found the chat history with Lin Shengsheng.

"Oh, it's a student named An Yu, the daughter that An Zhengqing recently brought home."

Ye Changsheng had heard about the recent marriage between the Yan family and the An family, and he also knew that the Yan family's marriage partner was An Yu, the newly found daughter of the An family.

I didn't expect it was her.

Speaking of An Zhengqing, Ye Changsheng remembered that An Group was also among the bidding companies for a project of the company today.

He called his secretary and said, "There will be a meeting on the building materials project tomorrow afternoon. Please notify the person in charge of the An Group to come to the meeting as well."

An Zhengqing has been very busy recently and has lost a lot of money due to making several wrong decisions in a row.

Suppliers have called him many times to ask for final payments, and he is a little scared when he sees his phone ringing.

More than a decade ago, the An family was almost as famous as the four major families.

Until now, there are still many bosses out there who are willing to do things for the sake of An Group's favor.

However, An Zhengqing has begun to feel a little overwhelmed in recent years.

This feeling seemed to have started three or four years ago when he laid off several idle old employees.

He didn't understand either. Wasn't it just laying off a few old hands?

The salary was high but the work was little. If the Human Resources Department hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that these so-called founding fathers had been drawing salaries without doing any work.

If it is not cut, will it be kept for the New Year?

"Your dad is in a bad mood lately, don't mess with him."

Gu Wenyin saw An Yingying standing at the door of An Zhengqing's study, looking around, and walked up to her.

An Yingying glanced inside, then walked over and took Gu Wenyin's hand, saying sweetly, "Dad is in a bad mood, so as his daughter, I should do something to make him happy."

Gu Wenyin lowered her voice carefully, "He is worried about business matters, and you don't understand anything, so what can you do?"

An Yingying looked disapproving.

"I feel bad for my dad because he works so hard. I can pray silently in my heart, hoping that he will get better soon."

"Forget it, I'd better ask dad to see if there's anything I can do to help, just in case."

The study door opened and An Zhengqing walked out.

I don’t know how much of the conversation just now he heard.

An Yingying heard a voice behind her, turned around, and called softly, "Dad."

"What are you doing standing at the door?"

An Yingying walked obediently behind An Zhengqing and pinched his shoulders with her slender fingers.

"Mom said Dad has been working very hard recently, so I want to give him a massage... How about it, Dad, is this strength okay?"

Seeing An Yingying being so considerate, An Zhengqing was very satisfied, and the restlessness between his brows eased a little.

"Okay, okay, your hands are for playing the piano, don't squeeze my old bones so hard that your fingers can't even hold a pen."

Just when I calmed down a little, the phone rang again.

An Zhengqing's brows were furrowed into the shape of a "川" character, and he turned around and walked into the study with heavy and impatient steps.

An Yingying clenched her fingers, hating that the call came at the wrong time.

Dad's face looked better just now, and she could have...

Gu Wenyin couldn't bear to see An Yingying's disappointed look, so she quickly asked her, "Yingying, what do you want to talk to Dad about?"

An Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."

Push the door and go back to the room.

An Yingying sat at the desk, picked up her phone, unlocked it, and looked at the amount on it again.

This is someone she added in a car owner group.

The other party said that there was a way to get the diamond VIP of Tianxiyuan, but it would cost 200 million.

She doesn't have that much cash on hand right now.

"What?"

"Secretary Lu, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you clearly because the signal was not good. Could you please say it again?"

An Zhengqing's excited voice suddenly rang out in the study.

"Okay, okay, thank you Secretary Lu, I will be there on time."

An Zhengqing almost couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that the first good news came from Changsheng Group.

Changsheng Group is engaged in real estate. Some time ago, it was said that a building materials company it previously cooperated with was involved in a serious corruption incident, and Changsheng wanted to change its partners.

An Zhengqing wanted to get a piece of the pie, but after submitting the plan, there was no further response.

An Zhengqing was not very confident in the first place, so he was not too surprised to find out that there was no result. He just kept coveting the winning company for several days.

I heard that other companies would reply based on the email they received, but in his case, it was Ye Changsheng's secretary who called in person to notify him. The secretary's attitude was very good. From the conversation, An Zhengqing sensitively caught that this was the intention of Ye Changsheng, the president of Changsheng Group.

He came out with a briefcase and walked with the wind.

His mood change was very obvious, and Gu Wenyin saw it at a glance.

She took the opportunity to say, "Honey, Mrs. Wang has been asking me out shopping lately. I don't really want to go, but it's not good to keep refusing, or she'll go around saying that I don't have money and don't dare to go out."

As she spoke, her whole body pressed against An Zhengqing.

Gu Wenyin has taken good care of herself. Although she is nearly 40 years old, her waist is still slender, her cheeks are flawless, and her complexion is very good.

She was pretty to begin with, and with this effort, An Zhengqing was immediately disarmed.

"Who dares to say you have no money? Don't you see who your husband is?"

An Zhengqing took out a secondary card and gave it to her. "Be good, use it and spend as much as you want."

Gu Wenyin was delighted and hugged An Zhengqing and bit him hard a few times.

“My husband is the best!”

An Yu stood downstairs, watching the scene silently, his dark eyes full of inquiry.

It's great that these two people, an old couple in their forties, still have such a good relationship.

But she still couldn't understand why two people who loved each other so much would not love their own daughter.

An Yu didn't feel worthless.

She was just very curious, with the kind of curiosity that comes from a thirst for knowledge.

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Huahui Garden.

Meng Ning learned that the miracle doctor was unwilling to see anyone, but he did not give up and chased Ye Siyan to his residence.

"Boss Ye, Mr. Ye, please give me the contact information of that person, and I will ask him myself."

Ye Siyan will ask his friend, and his friend will ask that miracle doctor... With so many levels, who knows how they convey the information.

Meng Ning just wanted to have as few layers as possible.

"If the person doesn't want to see you, it's useless for you to beg him, but I can tell you who the miracle doctor you're talking about is."

“Who so and so?!”

Meng Ning slid and hugged Ye Siyan's legs, looking at him with starry eyes.

Ye Siyan's face turned cold and he pushed him away in disgust.

Meng Ning didn't mind being thrown out and climbed back happily.

"Ling Jiu."

"What?"

Meng Ning was very shocked when he heard the name.

"You mean my idol? Wasn't he killed in a bombing?"

Gu Beichen also looked over, "How do you know it's Ling Jiu's? When did Xiao Yufeng tell you it's Ling Jiu's?"

Meng Ning keenly caught something, but he remained calm, staring at Ye Siyan without blinking, waiting for his response.

Ye Siyan glanced at him sideways, and Gu Beichen realized that he had said something wrong. He touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.

But looking at Meng Ning's dazed look, he probably didn't pay attention to what he said just now, right?