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Chapter 70? Mrs. Yan is sick

It was not only Mrs. Yan who was deeply hit, but also Mr. Yan.

Both of these couples are now seriously doubting their lives.

If it weren't for the support of Yan Mingshan, the Yan family would have collapsed long ago.

even so.

The Yan family has also fallen from its position as the richest man in Jincheng and has become a second-rate family.

Therefore, both of them felt like the sky was falling and they were helpless.

Yan Mingshan nodded and was silent for a moment before saying, "Let's go home first."

"yes."

Got back home.

It's obviously still the same home, and it's obviously still the same layout.

Yan Mingshan just felt the withering and decline of his family.

Yan Mingshan went straight to Mrs. Yan's room, knocked on the door and went in: "Mom, I don't want to take medicine properly again."

Yan Mingshan took the medicine from the servant and sat by the bed: "I'll feed it."

"Mingshan." Mrs. Yan obviously lost a lot of weight. When she saw her son coming, she immediately held Yan Mingshan's hand tightly: "How is it? Have you found a partner? The other party is willing to cooperate with you to bring the Yan family to

Will the shares be taken back?"

Yan Mingshan smiled bitterly: "Take the medicine first, and then I'll tell you."

Mrs. Yan no longer hesitated, took the pill and stuffed it into her mouth: "You can speak now."

"The other party refused to agree." Yan Mingshan said: "Yanchuan is now unfathomable, and no one knows where his bottom line is. I heard that while acquiring our family's shares, he also killed a family in the next city.

Collect them all."

"What? Where did he get the money? He must be using that vixen face to hook up everywhere..." Mrs. Yan cursed viciously.

"Mom! Stop talking about this." Yan Mingshan didn't want to hear it and interrupted his mother directly: "Even if I can't buy back those shares for the time being, I'm still the president of Yan's Consortium. The shares in my hand are enough for me to stand firm.

No matter how bad the position of the second largest shareholder is, even if we don't have the Yan family anymore, I still have other investments in my hands, and it won't make life difficult for you and dad."

"This is different!" Mrs. Yan pushed away her son's hand and said through gritted teeth: "Why should my son lose to that vixen's son? Mingshan, you can't give up. You must destroy the Yan family at all costs.

Take it back! Promise, mom!"

"Okay, okay, I promise you!" Seeing his mother's hysterical look, Yan Mingshan could only coax her: "Mom, get better soon. You will have to take care of my children in the future!"

As soon as she mentioned this, Mrs. Yan became very angry.

"It's really overwhelming. I thought that the child from the Bai family would be a good one. I also planned to choose her to be your wife. Unexpectedly, as soon as Yanchuan's identity was revealed, she immediately changed her face. Bah.

!What the hell!" Mrs. Yan sneered: "What is the Bai family? They are not even worthy of carrying shoes for our Yan family! Bai Jingtian and his wife are selfish and will be backlashed sooner or later!"

"Bai Yuanyuan?" Yan Mingshan thought for a moment, then matched the person and name with a strange expression on his face.

"Yes, that's her. Mingshan, promise your mother that you will never marry anyone else in your life to this Bai Yuanyuan!" Mrs. Yan said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, I promise you. Even if I am a bachelor for the rest of my life, I will never look at her twice." Yan Mingshan's attitude made Madam Yan very satisfied.

Mrs. Yan touched her son's cheek and said, "Don't worry, mom will definitely find you a girl who is well-matched and can help you. With the support of your in-law family, you can defeat Yanchuan!"

"Mom, let's not talk about this for now." Jiang Mo's smiling face suddenly flashed in Yan Mingshan's mind, and he asked tentatively: "Actually, it doesn't matter that she is an ordinary girl. Working hard is a man's business, and women should be pampered.

It’s still there.”

"Mingshan, do you have a girl you like?" Mrs. Yan heard it immediately and asked nervously: "Which family is the daughter of? How old is she? What does your family do?"

"No." Yan Mingshan didn't want his family to know about Jiang Mo just yet, so he immediately said vaguely: "I'm so busy right now that I don't have time to meet girls."

Mrs. Yan looked disappointed and said, "That's right. I really want to get better soon! I must arrange a good marriage for you as soon as possible and get things started as soon as possible."

Seeing that his mother cheered up, Yan Mingshan stood up immediately without saying much: "Then I'll go back and rest first."

"Ah, look at me, I've been talking to you for so long. You must be tired, right? Go and have a rest." Mrs. Yan quickly said, "It's my mother's fault for making you worry."

Yan Mingshan returned to his room.

Look at the little golden apple that has been hung on the table.

I couldn't help but reached out and dialed it.

The little apple was spinning wildly.

Yan Mingshan couldn't help but smile.

He picked up his phone, took a photo, and sent it to Jiang Mo: "The little apple you gave me is so cute."

Jiang Mo had just finished taking a shower. He originally wanted to see if Yanchuan had sent him a message, but he saw the picture sent by Yan Mingshan.

Seeing Yan Mingshan hanging the little apple on the desk in a pretentious manner, I felt a little embarrassed.

Compared to that pair of buttons, this little apple is really insignificant.

"When I have money, I will give you a big apple." Jiang Mo replied to the message.

Yan Mingshan held the phone and laughed muffledly.

This girl is so funny.

Jiang Mo, however, kept scrolling through Yanchuan's WeChat messages.

It's been a day and not a single message has been sent.

Jiang Mo held the phone and began to think wildly.

What is he doing in Haicheng now? Who is he with?

If he doesn't send himself a message, does he really believe that he can handle everything, or...does he just not care if he can handle everything?

Colleagues are all saying that if a man really likes a woman, he will want to talk to her all the time, send messages for a chat when nothing happens, and always find ways to increase his presence.

But Yanchuan has never had these.

Probably, he really doesn't care.

Not loving can explain everything.

etc.

Jiang Mo, what are you thinking about?

You keep saying that you and him are just a contract couple, yet you still expect him to fall in love with you?

Are you crazy?

Jiang Mo turned on the faucet and slapped her face hard to calm herself down.

"Actually, this is good." Jiang Mo heard his own voice ringing hollowly in the bathroom: "It's better to be friends."

"Sister! Sister!" Jiang Sheng came hopping from outside: "Brother-in-law has brought you something!"

"What?" Jiang Mo was stunned, unable to recover.

"Look!" Jiang Sheng pulled Jiang Mo out.

I saw a young man in a yellow uniform standing at the door, pointing at a pile of boxes on the ground and saying, "Ms. Jiang, this is your express delivery. Please sign for it."

"Is this all mine?"

"Yes."

"Who bought it?"

"This is an order placed by a gentleman named Yan."


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