2244. Chapter 2243 The Second Miss is much better married than the Eldest Miss
Chapter 2243 The second lady is much better married than the eldest lady
Suddenly, the air in the room seemed to be frozen by his extremely serious words.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Lin Qirui's lips. Uncle Chen bent down to pick up the dropped check and carefully placed it on the coffee table.
"Master, it's two billion. My second uncle is very caring." Uncle Chen looked at Su Hanyan with a smile, and she smiled shyly.
"Talk too much!" He Zhiyong turned around and glared at Uncle Chen dissatisfied. Uncle Chen lowered his head and said nothing.
Feng Yan's engraved face was filled with extreme indifference, "You are tired from the journey, so you should rest first. Dinner is reserved at the Chinese restaurant on the roof garden of the hotel."
His words were concise and concise, and there were not many polite words. It was obvious that he was a little dissatisfied with He Zhiyong's attitude.
"Mr. Feng..." As soon as Lin Qirui opened his mouth, he saw that Feng Yan had already stood up and pulled Su Hanyan up, "You guys..."
He knew very well that Feng Yan was unhappy and was thinking about how to instigate him again.
"Yan'er, you haven't seen dad for a long time. Why don't you stay? Dad said he had a lot to tell you before he came."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Yan, paying attention to Feng Yan's reaction.
Su Hanyan was silent for two seconds and looked down at He Zhiyong. The indifference on his face was obvious.
"Dad, if you came here just to break up Ayan and I, then save it!" After she said that, she felt the big hand holding her tighten. Unable to help, she raised her head slightly and stared at Feng Yan beside her.
He smiled and said, "He is my husband, this fact will not change for anyone."
Feng Yan raised his lips and smiled, his amber eyes shining with a charming color under the light.
Su Hanyan subconsciously leaned toward him, and he held her hand and left the presidential suite with elegant steps.
"Dad, this guy named Feng is really rude. He left like this. With two billion, does he think he can do whatever he wants for the sake of money? Yan'er is your youngest daughter, the second son of the He family.
How could the daughter be married so unclearly? If word spreads, what will be the reputation of the He family? People outside don’t know how to talk about this..." Lin Qirui looked at the door and said angrily.
"What else can I say?" He Zhiyong's hand tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the wheelchair, "You and Jiahui were just like Yan'er and Feng Yan, they were not from the same world."
Lin Qirui didn't expect that He Zhiyong would mention him and He Jiahui, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond. He sat stiffly on the sofa, looking around to hide his nervousness.
"The environment here is not bad..." He avoided He Zhiyong's eyes. He had always been afraid of looking at He Zhiyong.
He always felt that this old man was hiding his secrets very deeply. As He Jiahui said, He Zhiyong was the most difficult person to offend.
His eyes fell on the check on the coffee table again, two billion, what a tempting number.
"Actually, everyone knows that there are some things and shortcomings in this world that cannot be made up for with money, but no one wants to admit it. Because, in the final analysis, money is the root of evil." He Zhiyong glanced at the check and controlled the wheelchair to move toward him.
Passing the room, "Uncle Chen, I want to rest."
"Yes, sir." Uncle Chen followed, then turned back to Lin Qirui and said, "The second young lady is marrying much better than the eldest lady."