"What you said makes some sense."

Finally, Mr. Yan nodded and agreed with his statement.

However, he thought of another thing and couldn't help but ask: "Yan Jing, what you did in the crematorium yesterday is better to give me an explanation."

"That's it..." Yan Jing narrowed his eyes, with a slight slight illumination in his eyes, and said, "I just want to see what the man would react when he saw his beloved woman burned to ashes."

"It's just a mess!" Old Master Yan suddenly rushed up, patted the coffee table with his palms heavily, and scolded: "You just want everyone to know that that woman is in your hands, right?"

"She is dead now." Yan Jing said slowly remindingly, ignoring the old man's anger.

He added: "Chu Linchen wants to come and grab the gold seal, which is a gift for him. When he came out of his grief, our Yan family had already won the cooperation with the military factory with the gold seal."

After a pause, the deeper the smile on his face, he said sinisterly: "As for him, Chu Linchen, where did he come from and where he goes."

The last word fell, and a clamor suddenly sounded in the study.

Bodhi beads sprinkled all over the ground.

Yan Jiang threw the thread in his hand into the plate in annoyance, and shouted angrily: "I don't wear it anymore, I just put it on and it will spread out, and I can't string it up anyway!"

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Mr. Yan was interrupted by him and his eyes fell on him.

The originally cold and solemn tone eased, and a little kind of mist was added to it, and he said, "Dajiang, if you can't do it well, you don't sit on the ground, it's not good for your waist."

There is obvious concern in the words.

"Oh, then I'll have someone buy you a bunch!" Yan Jiang said, getting up from the ground, his movements were very clumsy.

Maybe it was because I bent over and worked for too long that my entire lower limbs were empty.

Seeing his huge body shaking and as if he was about to fall, Old Master Yan took a hand in time.

"Thank you dad!" Yan Jiang grinned a silly smile on his face.

Yan Jing, who was standing by the window, had his eyes flashed, and the tassel in his hand was pulled down by him with force.

He quietly held it into his palm.

"I'll go back to the lab first." He said expressionlessly.

Mr. Yan huddled without raising his head.

Yan Jing's eyes darkened again. When he passed by Yan Jiang, he suddenly smiled and said with a sudden thought: "Dajiang, do you want to go to my laboratory to play?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Yan immediately said, "Don't let Dajiang go to your place."

There was no concealment in his tone.

Yan Jing's palm tightened.

Yan Jiang said excitedly: "I want to go, I want to go!"

Yan Jing looked at the gloomy old man Yan, and in the warning eyes of the other party, he curled his lips provocatively and said with a smile: "Let's go another day, you are welcome to play anytime."

He stuck in Old Master Yan's chest in one breath, almost letting him carry it over.

He grabbed Yan Jiang who couldn't wait and said, "Dajiang, you are not allowed to go!"

In my heart, I had already complained about Yan Jing.


Chapter completed!