Yan Qingyun looked at him and said quickly: "Please invite them in quickly."
Yan Qingyun took a step forward and was about to walk out. He suddenly stopped, turned around and said coldly to Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen: "We will discuss the placement of your mother later. If you dare to do anything wrong, don't blame me for disowning you."
This son and daughter."
After saying that, Yan Qingyun quickly walked out.
The one-eyed man and the woman named Zhao are Su Sanlang and Zhao.
Yan Qingyun came outside the mansion and saw Mrs. Zhao and Su Sanlang. He quickly stepped forward: "Mianmian, Sanlang, you are here."
"Master Yan, come this time..."
Mrs. Zhao looked at Yan Qingyun, and before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yan Qingyun.
"Go in and say, this is your home."
Yan Qingyun looked at Mr. Zhao kindly and said, in his eyes was the expectant look of an old father.
Mrs. Zhao nodded.
Yan Qingyun smiled: "Your yard has been repaired. You can take your children back for a stay anytime you want."
Yan Qingyun knew that Mrs. Zhao would not come back to live with her. He saw clearly that all he could do was to make friends with her as much as possible. Even if they were not close friends, they would not become enemies.
Mrs. Zhao nodded.
In the entire Yan Mansion, there was only one courtyard with a white sail.
Arriving in the main courtyard, Yan Qingyun winked at Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen, and then he said to Ms. Zhao: "This is Zhiyuan and Zhenzhen, your brother and sister."
Mrs. Zhao looked at Yan Zhenzhen and Yan Zhiyuan, and she nodded slightly as a greeting.
She only felt that this large Yan Mansion was very strange, not familiar at all.
Mrs. Zhao looked at Yan Qingyun and said, "Master Yan, I came here this time to talk to you about my affairs."
Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen immediately became nervous.
Yan Qingyun looked at Zhao and nodded gently, then said, "You say."
Mrs. Zhao looked at Su Sanlang, then looked at Yan Qingyun and said seriously: "Master Yan, the purpose of my coming this time is to make it clear, to settle and let go of the past. You all say that I am Yan Mian, and I
But I don’t remember it, but on that day we shed blood to identify ourselves, and the fusion of blood and water between you and me proved the relationship between our father and daughter, so I am your daughter Yan Mian."
"During this period, I was also very painful because of this, but after I thought about it, I decided to let go of the past. The Yan Mian I used to have died when she was seventeen years old. From now on, I am just Zhao. In the past
I hope this matter will be over. Now that she has passed away, the debt will be wiped out after her death, so I don’t want to pursue it anymore.”
"My life is very good now, and I don't want it to change in any way, so I want my life to remain as it is. I also have things I want to do. If you are happy, I will come and visit you every year during the holidays. This is what I want today
What I want to say."
After Mrs. Zhao finished speaking seriously, she and Su Sanlang knelt down, kowtowed to Yan Qingyun three times.
Yan Qingyun hurriedly stepped forward to help them up. He sighed softly and said: "My father didn't do well enough. This is what you want. How can you not agree to it? In the future, when you are free, you can often bring your children back to see me."
Bar."
Zhao's eyes were red, and she nodded: "Okay."
Yan Qingyun patted Su Sanlang on the shoulder and said: "Sanlang, treat my daughter well. I am solemnly handing her over to you now. I didn't know it before, but in the future, if you treat her badly, I will not let her go."
Pass you."
Su Sanlang nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely treat her well."
Yan Qingyun smiled gently and nodded.
"Mian'er, on behalf of my father, I want to thank you for Mrs. Qi. She has done such vicious things to you. If you can just let her go and save her dignity, I would like to thank you for my father."
Yan Qingyun looked at Zhao and said gratefully.
Yan Qingyun looked at Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen again and said: "Zhiyuan, Zhenzhen, you should also thank your eldest sister."
Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen pursed their lips, bowed their heads towards Ms. Zhao and said thank you: "Thank you, sister, for your generosity."
"Then let's go back first. Sanlang and I have to go to Qi's house, so it's inconvenient to stay longer."
After all that needed to be said, Mrs. Zhao didn't even think about staying.
After making their remarks, Zhao and Su Sanlang were ready to leave.
Yan Qingyun glared at Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen, and quickly sent Zhao and Su Sanlang out.
His eyes were red, and when he arrived at the gate, he choked slightly and said, "Mian'er, come back often."
Mrs. Zhao nodded, feeling sad in her heart. She would come back to see him during the holidays in the future, treating it as a wedding.
She didn't mind that Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen were alienated from her. They had their lives and she had hers.
After Yan Qingyun passes away, she will not come back.
Su Sanlang held Mrs. Zhao's hand tightly and said gently: "My dear, I will always be by your side."
Mrs. Zhao nodded: "Let's go to Qijia."
Qi family, thinking of Qi Xingfeng and Qi Xingzhi, a smile appeared on Mrs. Zhao's lips.
From the bottom of her heart, the Qi family feels more friendly to her.
Su Sanlang smiled slightly, and the two of them walked towards the Qi family.
——
Yan Qingyun turned back to the main courtyard, his expression returned to indifference.
After entering the door, he said to Yan Zhiyuan: "Your mother can be buried. She is guilty and can only be sent away in private and decently."
Yan Zhiyuan smiled coldly: "My son knows."
Yan Qingyun frowned. Looking at Yan Zhiyuan's indifferent expression, he understood that there was a rift between father and son.
Yan Zhenzhen also looked at Yan Qingyun with a disappointed look on her face and said, "Father, mother didn't have to die."
Yan Qingyun's eyebrows were gloomy, he became angry, gritted his teeth and roared: "Is it my fault? Ah?"
"Didn't I give her a chance? Didn't I let her find out? She originally walked out of this dead end on her own, and I didn't push her to die. Now you hate me and blame me! This is ridiculous, get out.
Get out—I don’t want to see you again.”
Yan Qingyun was furious. Such a son and daughter really pissed him off.
Yan Qingyun roared angrily, but Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen didn't say anything. They both stood up and retreated silently.
The two siblings really hated Yan Qingyun's coldness and ruthlessness. In their opinion, their mother was not sensible enough, so why couldn't their father help?
Maybe if he helps, everything will be different.
Now my mother committed suicide by leaving a confession, and she can't even have a proper funeral and can only be buried privately. How is this decent?
After leaving the main courtyard, Yan Zhenzhen said to Yan Zhiyuan: "Brother, my mother is so aggrieved. If you have any way, you must vent your anger for your mother. If I have a chance, I will vent my anger for my mother."
"
Yan Zhiyuan nodded solemnly: "Yes, I will write it down."
He will not act rashly, he will lie dormant and wait for the opportunity. One day, he will let out this bad breath.
——
Zhao and Su Sanlang found the General's Mansion. After simply explaining their purpose of coming, the young general said with a smile: "Please come quickly, my General said that you don't need to notify when you come back. You can just go in. We will be waiting for you at any time in the Mansion."
