Yan Shaodi ordered a few dishes with names she didn't understand. When the dishes were served, she felt slightly uncomfortable. The tastes of rich people must be very different from those of common people like them.
She was used to Sister Ju's home-cooked dishes, and she really didn't have any feelings for fish sauce paired with high-quality ham.
Especially the fish sauce that came from nowhere, she could hardly swallow it.
Emperor Yan looked at her with encouraging eyes, "Don't worry, it's very fresh. You will taste its delicious taste after eating it."
She said helplessly: "I'm sorry, can you not eat it? Wouldn't it be a waste?" She noticed with sharp eyes that people here tipped in US dollars. These dishes must be very expensive.
There was a thick sneer from behind.
"Young Emperor Yan, is this your mistress who has caused a lot of trouble in the city? She is not elegant at all, and you still bring her to a place like this. Do you want to embarrass our Yan family?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the originally relaxed-looking Yan Shaodi's eyes suddenly turned dark and cold, and his thin lips slightly raised in a bloodthirsty arc.
An Xia noticed that his hands suddenly clenched into fists, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about him on the outside, but she felt his changes, which seemed to be nervousness, or as if deep hatred had been deliberately buried.
I couldn't help but be a little curious about who was speaking.
She turned her head and saw several men standing behind her. The one who spoke was a very young man. He was tall and thin. His facial features had a kind of feminine beauty, but his eyes were sinister, and there was a faint evil look on his face.
The smile that touched his eyes seemed to swallow her into his stomach.
The other one is Yan Ao, Yan Shaodi's father, a very serious and scary old man, his sharp eagle-like eyes, like a radar, can see through anyone's heart.
At this time, his eyes fell harshly on Yan Shaodi's face, as if she was transparent trash and not worthy of his attention.
"Dad." Yan Shaodi was still sitting elegantly, with no intention of standing up.
"Chairman." An Xia stood up and greeted him in a subordinate's tone.
Yan Ao ignored her greeting and said, "Young Emperor, you can even make trouble for women in the company, and you are not afraid of others laughing at you."
After a pause, he ordered tyrannically, "Narino is back now. Please arrange a position for him in the company."
Yan Chengye is Mr. Yan’s younger brother.
As soon as he came back, he chased celebrities and caused more scandals than Yan Shaodi. He seemed to be a good troublemaker.
An Xia lowered her eyes, her expression as calm as water, not interested in the content of their conversation at all.
Yan Shaodi smiled softly and said, "The company has no vacancies for the time being, so let him wait."
"Yan Shaodi, why don't you have a position? Are you deliberately not letting me return to the company?" Yan Chengye said pitifully.
"Chengye, no matter what, I am still your brother. Please be polite to me, your brother." Yan Shaodi's expression had a haughty elegance.
"You're just a bastard, why should you be my Yan Chengye's brother!" Yan Chengye gave him a contemptuous look.
Emperor Yan stood up quickly, stepped forward and grabbed Yan Chengye's collar, his eyes full of cruel anger, "Say it again!"
Yan Chengye's face did not change, and he gave a very feminine smile, but his tone was extremely bitter, "Your mother is a dancer, and the son you gave birth to is also a bastard. What qualifications do you have to be my brother? Sooner or later, Mr. Yan will be mine."
, you have the sense to let me go back now, and don’t make it too ugly then..."