"It will only be more inconvenient without them. You don't know that he has many enemies. Besides, the brat has a stubborn temper. Can I say that?" Yan Yongzhi looked at her and threw the question back: "And why didn't you say it yourself?
What do you want me to say?"
"I...we have been in a cold war recently."
"Yeah?"
"Um."
Under Yan Yongzhi's suspicious gaze, Lin Qianqian had a calm expression on her face.
I thought it would not be easy to use Yan Yongzhi to get out.
The butler knocked on the door and came in: "Madam, Miss Lin can serve dinner now."
"I got it." Yan Yongzhi waved her out. While clearing away the cosmetics on the counter, he glanced at her with seductive eyes: "No wonder when I came back this time, I thought you guys were acting awkward and vindictive. In fact, the two of you have a small mouth.
What's there to argue about? He really likes you, brat. Don't be spoiled. Girls should be gentle and cute. Only in this way can men like you."
Lin Qianqian felt that Yan Yongzhi was being too candid about Yan Mubei, and she was worried that she should not expect that Yan Yongzhi would be too candid about herself.
Fortunately, I didn't tell anyone about selling myself, otherwise it would only make people laugh.
Thinking like this, she couldn't have any more ideas about Yan Yongzhi.
Go into the bathroom and wash off the makeup on your face.
Yan Yongzhi looked at her back and frowned thoughtfully.
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Before going to the dining room, she first went to the study room, opened the door and walked in, saying majestically: "Mu Bei, it's time to eat."
Yan Mubei frowned, unhappy: "Mom, do you know how to knock on the door?"
"Why are you knocking?"
"What if I'm changing?"
"This is not a bedroom."
"Do you dare to say you knocked on my bedroom door?"
"Haha." Yan Yongzhi chuckled and walked to his desk. He saw that the table was filled with various documents and photos: "What do you want to do? So many personal information?"
"Of course we will commit murder and arson." He deliberately provoked her: "Is it a contest between beautiful men and beautiful women?"
"Oh, I find that the older you grow, the more unpleasant your personality becomes."
"Stop talking nonsense, you can go out. I'm not hungry. Don't wait for me to eat." Yan Mubei's expression and words when dismissing his mother were very clear. He hoped that his smart and beautiful mother would understand and leave quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble.
After a while the noise started again.
Yan Yongzhi looked at her son and sighed heavily: "You are like this, no wonder Xiaoqian has a problem with you."
Hearing this, Yan Mubei stopped making marks with his pen, raised his eyes with complicated eyes: "What...did she say to you?"
"She is only nineteen years old, and she is happy and active. Is it okay for you to keep her at home all day? My child, you should spend more time with others, otherwise her heart will not be on you."
Upon hearing this, Yan Mubei knew that his mother did not know the truth of the matter, so he picked up the pen again, writing and scratching, doing two things at once: "I have my own sense of proportion."
Yan Yongzhi frowned when she saw this: "It's been three years, haven't you made any plans for her? She is a rich lady, and it's not easy to follow you without a name or status."
"Mom..." A certain man was annoyed, put his pen on the table and glared angrily.
"Humph, you brat, my wings are stiff, can't I just say a few words to you?" Yan Yongzhi scolded and retreated.
When the door slammed shut, Yan Mubei no longer had the intention to study the information.
He took out the cigarette, lit it, took a puff, leaned back on the chair, and blew out the smoke in a long breath.
Then he took another puff, and another puff, and the more he puffed, the more depressed he became.
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