When the servant heard the master's words, he was stunned for a moment and put down the cabinet he was holding.
"Master, do you want to move back?" a servant asked boldly.
"You are not allowed to move back, that is my room. Dad, you alone have no say in this house." After Su Hanyan said that, she turned around and wanted to go upstairs to take a look.
"Yan'er, you haven't said who that man is yet?" He Zhiyong stopped her.
"His name is Feng Yan. He is very busy and has no time to come here. Don't worry, after you get the certificate, Uncle Qin's law firm will verify the authenticity," Su Hanyan boldly said Feng Yan's name.
I don't know why I said this man's name out of desperation.
Maybe, this man has already found a new love.
Men, none of them are affectionate, they are all bad guys.
"Zhiyong, who is Feng Yan?" Tian Shuhua was very worried. If Su Hanyan really got married, could they continue to live in this house?
He Zhiyong did not answer immediately. He looked at the servant standing there and the big cabinet at the entrance of the stairs, and whispered: "I told you not to let Jiahui touch Yan'er's house, but you don't believe it."
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What he meant was clearly that it was the mother and daughter who caused the trouble.
"Hey! How do I know... You also know that Jiahui has a high spirit. He has been missing a lot in recent years..."
"Ahem..." He Zhiyong coughed twice and stopped Tian Shuhua, "Okay, okay, you move all these furniture back to Miss Jiahui's original room, go ahead!"
The two servants looked at Su Hanyan again, saw her nodding, and then moved the cabinet upstairs again.
The He family had many servants, so they went through a lot of trouble. At five o'clock in the afternoon, Su Hanyan and He Jiahui's respective houses were cleaned and tidied up.
During dinner, He Jiahui and Lin Qirui came back together. They received a phone call from Tian Shuhua in advance. They were each having their own concerns and their expressions were not good-looking.
"Jiahui, come over and eat." Tian Shuhua went over and dragged He Jiahui into the restaurant. Lin Qirui was left there and could neither enter nor retreat.
He looked at the lights coming on at the other end of the restaurant, and hurried upstairs with a gloomy face.
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In the restaurant, He Jiahui sat down and cast a sharp and resentful look at Su Hanyan, and then shouted: "Dad!"
"Well! Has the assimilation contract been signed today?" He Zhiyong asked.
"Sign it, the money will be very refreshing." He Jiahui glanced at the door of the restaurant subconsciously, and a maid came up and said, "Mr. Lin said he was tired and should rest first."
He Jiahui frowned, couldn't help but glance at Su Hanyan again, and said coldly: "Let Mr. Lin come down for dinner."
Her tone was not very good, and she made a lot of noise when she reached for the bowls and chopsticks. You could tell she was angry at first glance.
"Jiahui, did you know? Han Yan is getting married." Tian Shuhua raised her lips in disdain.
"Marrying? Who?" He Jiahui's eyes turned cold. Su Hanyan didn't know how much the inheritance was now, but she knew.
Su Hanyan just ate her rice and vegetables, ignoring them.
Tian Shuhua added: "It was said that his name was Feng Yan. I thought about it for a long time at first. Who is this? Who is so bold and dares to marry the little devil of the He family. After looking at it, how is it possible? He is the heir to the GS consortium.
, I want to marry someone who is well-educated and has an elegant temperament. How could I marry someone who is so troublesome..."