Chapter 135 Death Clamp

An Leyao left the living room in a rage.

The figure quickly disappeared at the stairs.

The housekeeper poured a cup of hot tea and placed it next to An Yan, saying, "The Second Miss may have been psychologically traumatized by Han Zhan. She, who has always been aggressive and domineering, doesn't even dare to attack Shi Yin."

An Yan remained silent.

After taking a sip of hot tea, I picked up the Aro album and continued reading.

Unlike her previous gentle and soft appearance, the woman's eyebrows were now cold and indifferent, and her voice was even gloomier. "She is a mediocre person with a big heart and no brains, impulsive and prone to temper. There is no hope for her to do anything."

"But she listens to you very much. As for the wedding dress you like, the Second Miss will, like before, present it to you, no matter how much it costs, no matter whether she is criticized or cursed."

The Han family suggested a simple wedding, and the An couple agreed.

As the sensible eldest daughter of the An family, An Yan naturally agreed. Since her wedding only happens once, her dress couldn't be anything but simple. She wanted the best. Aro's Heritage collection was universally recognized as the most premium wedding dress. So, she had to walk the red carpet in it.

She couldn't disobey her parents.

Rebellion against in-laws.

Sing a different tune from your future husband.

You must always maintain the high-quality image of a lady.

But An Leyao, the unruly one, could. She'd been a bit of a jerk since she was little, with poor academic performance and a habit of getting into trouble; it was a label that stuck with her. If she did it again, others would simply think she was a pervert, and An Yan would only be labeled a spoiled younger sister.

I originally wanted to urge An Leyao to deal with Shi Yin.

I never thought that this girl became so timid.

On the day of the Han family dinner, she was so frightened by the sight of Han Yaozu drowning that she dared not get close to Shi Yin, fearing Han Zhan's revenge. She was becoming increasingly useless, not even as effective as she was when she was a child. In the past, she could make An Leyao hit her wherever she pointed with just a few words.

"Uncle An."

"My lady, please give your orders."

"I remember Grandpa was friends with Mr. Elton from Shine headquarters?"

"Yes, we have provided Mr. Elton with a private jet free of charge and the privilege of flying directly within An's Air China territory without having to apply for a route. Years ago, he went on a business trip to the Maldives and even took President Sean to visit the old man who was recuperating there."

"Make an appointment. I'm going to the Pentagon tomorrow to meet with the newly appointed CEO, Sean."

"Are you going to help Mr. Han get the project back?"

"He's my future husband. We'll rise and fall together. Helping him is also helping myself."

"Understood."

The butler nodded.

I did what I was told.

The vast hall fell silent as An Yan flipped through the album in her hand once more. Five years ago, when she first saw the wedding dresses of the up-and-coming designer Aro at an auction, she was stunned. What kind of person could create such a unique wedding dress? Her greatest design characteristic is her understanding of the world without being conventional.

An Yan admires Aro.

I even admire this person's talent a little.

Carefully putting away the album that she had treasured for a long time, An Yan glanced sideways and her eyes swept across the dragon and phoenix bracelets on her left and right wrists, and she couldn't help but think of the humiliation she suffered on the day of the dinner.

A fat boy.

Hurt her hands and take away her belongings.

She had to maintain her image and pretend to be magnanimous, and Han Zheng did the same. So, she could only grit her teeth and swallow the resentment.

But Shi Yin didn't need it.

The fat boy had only yelled at her a few times, and before she could even snatch the bracelet, Han Er appeared. Everyone else said he was wild and unruly, a lunatic with no rules or manners, unpresentable. But she only saw a perfect husband who was eager to protect his wife and couldn't bear to see her suffer even the slightest injustice.

Shi Yin is a person with unlucky fate and disaster.

But I have such good luck.

She has a husband who loves and protects her like this.

An Yan stared at the bracelets again and again, her eyes growing colder. Such a good fate shouldn't belong to Shi Yin, but to her, An Yan. The An family was more powerful than the Shi family, and she, An Yan, was much more noble than Shi Yin.

…

The night is still young.

The fountain water in Beishan Villa is flowing.

Shi Yin stood by the pond, feeding the pairs of koi fish. Ah Xiu clung to her side, his front paws pausing over the surface of the pond, his eyes fixed on the school of fish attracted by her feeding, and he immediately grabbed a fish in his mouth.

The one being held kept wagging its tail.

There was another one underwater that was spinning around in panic and even vomited out the delicious food it was eating.

Han Zhan was right. The koi fish at home were really in love, and their feelings were very deep. Shi Yin bent down, slapped Ah Xiu's face, and pretended to be fierce and taught him: "Don't bite the fish."

Ash drooped his ears.

Open your mouth immediately.

With a splash, the koi fish fell out of the wolfhound's mouth and into the pond. The koi fish, swishing in the water, quickly caught its wife and stayed close to her, then slipped under the ornamental stone bridge.

at the same time.

Han Zhan, sitting in the office chair in the study, took in the scene.

He unconsciously stopped what he was doing and fixed his eyes on his wife in the yard in the distance. He saw that she was disciplining Ah Xiu. The dog was not angry at all after being slapped in the face. Instead, he moved closer to the edge of her long skirt, hummed twice and rubbed his head against her, as if to say, "I'm sorry, Mom. Wow, Darcy knows I was wrong."

Han Zhan silently spitted at it.

Dead clamp.

My throat is almost smoking when I talk to Shi Yin.

Still acting like a spoiled brat.

Why are you pretending to be a gentle little puppy? You're really embarrassing the wild and fierce wolfdog!

His cell phone suddenly rang. Seeing the word "wife" on the caller ID, Han Zhan answered the call immediately and asked, "What's wrong, wife?"

"Uncle Han made some midnight snacks, would you like some?"

"If you eat, I'll eat."

"Well, I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

"Come down in five minutes, wait for me, honey."

Han Zhan turned off his phone only after Shi Yin hung up. He turned back, and saw more than a dozen faces on the screen. Especially when he saw Lu Cheng's dog-like look with his eyes wide open, Han Zhan suddenly remembered that he was in an online meeting of the top executives of Shine Group.

Han Zhan coughed twice and said, "Sorry, I forgot to turn off the microphone and disturbed everyone."

Finished.

He flipped through the papers at hand.

He squeezed the pen again.

After coughing twice more, Han Zhan looked up and tried to change the subject: "Where were we talking about?"

Lu Cheng opened the microphone: "Want some midnight snack, President?"

Han Zhan immediately blocked Lu Cheng's microphone, preventing him from speaking. At this moment, the phone screen lit up, and a text message from Lu Cheng appeared on WeChat: "I'm waiting for you in the restaurant~"

Han Zhan: "Are you sick?"

Lu Cheng: "I still can't beat you, you idiot."

Han Zhan: “…”