Very well, with Lin Hui's help, he can achieve his goal of taking over the Yi family's assets for himself. Then, let's see how Su Yan can still act arrogantly towards him.
He Ziming extended his hand, saying, "It's a pleasure working with you, Ms. Lin."
Lin Hui smiled slightly, not particularly surprised by his answer. She gently took his hand. "It's a pleasure working with you."
In another private room of Nanhaiqing, Su Yan and Yi An sat side by side at the table, watching with doting eyes as Su Xiaoyu and Yi Kangle happily chased each other, creating a warm and cozy scene in the room.
Yi An broke the silence first, asking the question she had been holding back for a long time: "What happened to you at the door just now?"
Su Yan withdrew her gaze, her expression indifferent, and her tone of voice very casual.
"It's nothing, I just ran into someone and got tripped up."
Who is it?
Yi An subconsciously sensed that this person was not a good character, after all, he had some acquaintance who needed to be sent away from Su Xiaoyu.
Su Yan paused for a moment, then said, "He Zimo."
Although Yi'an had suspected it was him, she was still surprised when she heard the answer.
"You ran into him? Why won't you let me go? Did he do anything to you? The mark on your neck, could it be from him?"
He had thought Su Yan's explanation was a bit far-fetched, but now that he thought about it again, he understood everything.
Su Yan became increasingly agitated after he asked her several questions in a row, and seemed ready to get up and confront He Ziming.
She raised her hand to stop him, "Don't go, he probably doesn't know about our relationship yet."
Yi An was taken aback. Was this some reasonable excuse to appease him?
He grew increasingly angry and immediately questioned, "Why didn't you tell him? What's wrong with our relationship? Is it something we can't hide?"
"ah?"
Su Yan was bewildered by his sudden excitement.
"Do we really need him to know about our relationship?" she asked hesitantly.
Without hesitation, Yi An replied, "Of course!"
Hearing this self-righteous answer, Su Yan fell into deep self-doubt.
What benefit did it bring her to tell He Ziming about their relationship? It probably didn't help at all; instead, it enraged He Ziming and gave him a legitimate reason to strangle her.
"Why?"
Upon hearing this question, Yi An's momentum instantly deflated, and she stammered, unable to speak.
"I...I...I think...um...telling him will intimidate him. Wasn't our initial goal to get revenge on him?"
He gave a hesitant explanation, barely managing to deceive Su Yan.
Su Yan nodded in realization, but then said, "However, the timing was wrong. Something as impactful as this should be done at a crucial moment to make our efforts worthwhile."
Yi An gave a perfunctory reply and changed the subject: "I heard that President Wu's design competition is about to begin. Have you heard about it?"
Su Yan picked up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and nodded casually.
She mumbled, "I received a message telling me to go there tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?!" Yi An exclaimed in surprise. "Why didn't you tell me? I would have gone with you tomorrow."
He was a little scared when he heard the news; if it had been another day later, he might not have made it in time.
Su Yan frowned even more. "What are you going to do with me? Don't you have to go to work? Just stay at the company and wait for the competition results; that's the most important thing."
Yi An immediately objected: "No! I think I should go with you to such an important occasion. What if you run into He Zimo again? What if he does something to you again?"
Su Yan listened to his forced explanation with a complicated expression.
"If you're really worried about He Zimo, why don't you go to his company tomorrow and keep an eye on him?"
Yi'an was speechless after her words exposed her secret.
Su Yan glanced at him, giving him no time to refute.
"It's settled then. I'll go by myself tomorrow. You just go to work."
Because of this "hasty" decision, Yi'an couldn't eat a proper meal. Her mind was filled with the covetous look in President Wu's eyes, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously.
Su Yan acted as if nothing had happened, holding Yi Kangle's hand with one hand and Su Xiaoyu's hand with the other, and happily walked towards the elevator.
Just before reaching the lobby, Yi An suddenly remembered something and pulled the lobby manager aside to ask him.
"Excuse me, what event is the Yi family holding in your banquet hall today?"
The manager thought for a moment and said, "Oh, there was an event, I think it was a wedding anniversary. But for some reason, none of the guests came, so it didn't happen."
When Yi An heard the wedding anniversary, she was stunned, and then her face darkened.
"Okay, thank you, I understand."
After expressing his gratitude to the manager, he turned and left.
As he walked, he scoffed, "Wedding anniversary? They don't deserve it."
The four people returned from the South China Sea, but encountered a problem when they arrived at their doorstep.
Yi Kangle glanced longingly at Yi An's house, then at Su Yan's house, and silently moved closer to Su Xiaoyu, keeping a distance from Yi An.
This distance, like the Milky Way separating the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, separated Yi'an and the three of them at opposite ends.
Yi Kangle raised his head and waved goodbye to Yi An with a well-behaved expression: "Goodnight, Dad."
"Good...good night?"
Looking at the innocent and naive appearance of this little traitor, Yi An was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
It's one thing for you to betray us so easily, but at least take your elderly father with you!
Since her eldest son was unreliable, Yi'an had no choice but to rely on herself.
"Su Yan, I don't think you can handle taking care of two children. How about I help you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Yan smiled slightly and said readily, "It's alright, I can take care of it. Bao Han, have you forgotten what happened before?"
After she finished speaking, she opened the door and called to Yi Kangle and Su Xiaoyu, "Kids, let's go home and get some sleep!"
Yi Kangle skipped and hopped after Su Xiaoyu, and went into the house without even glancing back at his poor old father.
When Yi An saw that Su Yan was about to come in, she got anxious and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Su Yan, I still feel that you can't take care of everything... Come on in."
The final syllable of "lai" was accompanied by the sound of the door closing.
A cold wind blew through the corridor, ruffling the strands of despair at Yi'an's temples.
He stood in front of the door, looking disheveled and almost in despair, then turned and went back to his cold home.
While his eldest son was taking a warm, bubble bath, the elderly father stood alone, contemplating life.
As her eldest son, dressed in a pink and tender nightgown, followed Su Xiaoyu around calling her "sister," the old father stood with a desolate back, contemplating life.
As his eldest son drifted off to sleep listening to a pleasant story, the old father finally understood: To hell with this damn life! What good is having a son!
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