"I thought the screen in the entrance was too intrusive, so I had it removed. After it was removed, I heard from the servant that your mother liked the jade screen very much. I don't want to mention how angry I was. This shameless servant didn't know to tell me earlier.
Yeah. Hey, I opened her up the next day."
"Look at that Qing Dynasty pastel animal-eared square vase. I accompanied your dad to the Christie's auction at the beginning of the year. He took a fancy to it at first sight. However, this antique belongs to the owner's private collection and is only for viewing. When I come back,
Seeing that your dad really liked it, I secretly contacted the boss and managed to get it before your dad's birthday."
Every word between the lines perfectly explains what it means to be sweet and sweet, and it fully reveals how good the relationship between Bai Yan and Yang's father is. The whole family has been completely renovated according to her preferences. Even the most stupid person can hear the deep meaning in the words.
Yang Yuran shows off his power.
Yang Yuran nodded with a smile, but her heart hurt like a knife. Before she came back, she checked with the few old servants left at home, and Yang's mother was rushed to the far attached building. Bai Yan behaved very
I understand the righteousness well, and from Yang's mother's perspective, I mean that Yang's mother is in a bad mood all day long in the main building and has insomnia all night, so it is better to go to the annex building to recuperate.
At that time, Yang's mother did not hold her breath, and immediately exploded after hearing this, completely forgetting that they were at an important banquet. She and Yang's father had a heated argument. Yang's father was so embarrassed that when he got home, he immediately arranged for the housekeeper to move all Yang's mother's things.
"Yu Ran, you're back."
Thousands of thoughts were brought back by Father Yang's call. Yang Yuran adjusted his expression and responded with a low eyebrow: "Yes, dad, I bought a late Qing snuff bottle from a friend. I think you will like it."
As soon as the gift was taken out of the bag, a piercing scream sounded beside him.
"Oh my god, sister, don't you know that my father has cirrhosis of the liver and pneumonia?"
Yang Fei didn't give her a chance to explain, so she turned into her father's most considerate little cotton-padded jacket and slapped the snuff bottle on the ground.
Yang Yuran and Yang's father looked at the small gift rolled to the corner of the sofa at the same time. Their faces showed varying degrees of sadness, but Yang's father immediately put away his expression and smoothed over the tense atmosphere.
"Yu Ran is busy studying abroad all year round, so it's normal not to know what's going on at home. Yu Ran, when you come back this time, you should get closer to Feifei. I'm old, and Huatian Technology will be handed over to you sisters sooner or later."
Yang Yuran said nothing and kept staring at the uncherished gift. She was not as free and easy as Yang's father.
Yang Fei chuckled and took the opportunity to add insult to injury: "My sister studied anthropology at Stanford. For such a noble subject, she should be a teacher in a university. Coming to a company is a bit unfair."
Putting himself in his shoes, he stared at Yang Yuran next to him with concern, and suggested in the hypocritical tone inherited from Bai Yan: "Sister, Principal Song of Hangzhou University has a good relationship with his father. He recognizes me as his goddaughter. I will tell you tomorrow.
Talk about taking the job."
"Heh~"
Yang Yuran chuckled and turned sideways to meet Yang Fei's gaze.
The moment the two people's eyes touched, Yang Fei's eyes turned timid. Before the dirty words came out of her mouth, Yang Yuran was the first to express her stance.
"I can understand that your knowledge of anthropology can only be based on your name. After all, you bought your college diploma. I plan to return to China to continue my postdoctoral studies. Thank you for your help in recommending Principal Song."
Yang Yuran didn't mention anything about returning to the company, but Yang's father's eyes became a little heavy. Perhaps the word "college" awakened some unpleasant memories in Yang's father. Two old shareholders of the company said more than once that Yang Fei's handling of things was lacking.
Thoroughness and recklessness are closely related to knowledge.
However, only two old stubborns still insisted on the concept of higher education than experience, and all the other shareholders praised Yang Fei highly.
In just a few seconds, Yang Yuran naturally didn't notice three earth-shaking changes in his father's thoughts.
She leaned over and picked up the snuff bottle from the floor, carefully wiped it clean with her fingers and put it back in her bag.
Yawning, he made an excuse to leave: "Dad, I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to rest first. I'll have a good chat with you tomorrow."
"Go and see your mother before she goes to sleep, she is here,"
Yang's father paused and looked a little embarrassed. Then he thought about some things that couldn't be covered by paper, so he went back to Yan's father and said, "She is recuperating in the annex building."
"Okay, this smoky home is indeed not as comfortable as the annex building."
Yang Yuran left a sentence with a half-smile, turned around and left.
Behind him came a succession of reminders to Yang's father from the caring little cotton-padded jacket Yang Fei, in which Li Shuo's name appeared no less than five times. Yang's father couldn't stand the tough talk and warned Yang Yuran before he walked out of the living room.
"You and the boy from the Li family should cut off the relationship as soon as possible. He is not your lover. Your identities are too different."
Yang Yuran stopped and happened to see the swing in the backyard through the glass door. Her eyes were slightly moist. The last time she sat on the swing, Yang's father was pushing her. She especially remembered that she was so courageous at that time and kept letting Yang's father push her.
It had to be higher, and Yang's father was always afraid of falling his precious daughter, so he ordered the housekeeper to lay soft cushions around it with great caution.
The good times did not last long, maybe the closer she was to her mother, the easier it was to be infected by her mother's reluctance. She suppressed the urge to cry, suppressed the decision she had made long ago, turned around, looked at Father Yang, and asked questions that she already knew the answer to.
"Dad, you asked me to let go because you wanted to help pave the way for Yang Fei, right?"
Before getting on the plane, she received a screenshot of the chat sent by Yang Fei, from which she learned that He Ningyue would go to her school to cause trouble, all because of the news revealed by Yang Fei. And Yang Fei would choose to reveal before she graduated that she would break up with Yang's father.
It doesn't matter.
Yang's father rubbed the tea cup in his hand, his eyes swept back and forth between her and Yang Fei's faces. When he looked at Yang Fei, he showed a little more approval and responded in a deep voice.
"It will be good for you, Feifei, and the Yang family if you give up Li Shuo. If your matter breaks out, the He family will most likely break off the engagement. Li Shuo is a good son-in-law, worthy of the Yang family and Feifei."
The proud tone tore away the last expectations in Yang Yuran's heart. The so-called things are right and people are not the same!
Nails dug into the palm of her hand, Yang Yuran bit her lower lip, and said one sentence at a time: "Okay, if he doesn't look for me, I won't look for him."
As if hearing a big joke, Yang Fei covered her mouth and giggled. She leaned close to Bai Yan, who was sitting next to Yang's father, and told the cruel truth in a voice that everyone could hear.
"Sister, I have lost touch with the real world through studying. Li Shuo has admitted it in front of our parents. He likes me. If I am willing to accept him, he can marry me at any time."
Bai Yan's confident 'hmm' voice helped her daughter act as a witness.
Looking at the bright red blood mark on Yang Yuran's lower lip, Yang Fei became more and more happy and simply disclosed the secret that only she and Li Shuo knew.
"As for why he is looking for my sister, the reason is very simple. He is lonely abroad, and someone who looks like me appears. He just treats you as a substitute. My sister is so stupid and innocent, and she actually believes what he says.
