The assistant behind him pulled out a document from a waterproof file bag and walked over to the woman. "This is the court's ruling. We hope Mrs. Yan will move out of her current residence as soon as possible. We'll have someone inspect all of Mr. Yan's real estate tomorrow afternoon."
"He is your father!!" The woman kneeling in front of the tombstone had tears on her face. She glanced at the documents handed over by her assistant, her eyes full of disbelief, and looked at Yan Ting in front of her with gritted teeth.
Yan Ting raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his hand. His calm eyes were like a dark ocean, deep and without ripples. Hearing the cry of the woman, Chen Jiao, the corners of his lips curled up slightly in a cruel arc and he chuckled softly.
The cuffs of his black windbreaker slipped down slightly, revealing the cuffs of his black formal suit underneath. The diamond cuffs on the cuffs shone slightly. "I never denied it."
"Daddy is so mad at you, and you still..." Yan Fei, who is three years younger than Yan Ting, finally couldn't stand it anymore and stood up, clenching his fist as if he wanted to hit Yan Ting in the face.
Yan Ting's expression didn't change at all. He still had a slightly gloomy aura around him, and a playful smile on the corner of his lips.
Chen Jiao quickly raised her hand to stop Yan Fei. At the same time, she glanced fearfully at the assistant who had been silent beside her. She clenched her hands, gritted her teeth, and looked at Yan Ting with hatred. "I hope you won't regret it later. Xiao Fei, let's go."
Looking at the backs of Chen Jiao and Yan Fei leaving, and taking another look at the words on the tombstone and the white chrysanthemums next to it, Yan Ting chuckled again.
Don't you regret it? His only regret was that he was pissed to death too early.
Yan Ting lowered his eyes, turned around and was about to leave, but his figure suddenly paused, and his originally calm dark eyes were filled with ripples.
Chu Ci, who was sitting not far away, had already tried it just now. It seemed that no one else could see her. She was lowering her eyes and thinking about how to contact Yan Ting after catching up with him, when she suddenly met Yan Ting's eyes.
A little girl who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting on a very high tombstone nearby. Her body was translucent, and her pair of black eyes were filled with curiosity. She was wearing a white mid-length skirt and was looking towards them.
Not human.
Yan Ting's eyes dimmed slightly and the corners of his lips twitched. He could indeed see some strange things occasionally, but this was the first time he saw a girl who looked like a human.
Chu Ci, who was sitting on the stone tablet over there, also paused slightly, carefully observing the emotions in Yan Ting's eyes, and found that he was indeed staring at her without moving his eyes. Then she blinked. It seemed that this man could see her?
Chu Ci stood up and floated down from the tombstone, landing beside him. She circled around him twice and saw that he frowned slightly, looked away, turned around and walked forward a few steps, pretending not to see her, and gave a few instructions to the assistant who followed beside him.
Seeing that the little girl was also following him, Yan Ting didn't show the usual fear. He just frowned in annoyance, his eyes cold and cruel. He took out a delicate knife from somewhere, turned it around twice in his hand with brisk movements, closed the blade, and said, "Those few people I asked you to find a few days ago, ask them to come here in advance."
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