Chapter 145 You've called her Su Ruan for six years, it's time to start calling her Mom.
After Su Ruan left, Yan Tingnan closed the door again.
Click.
The latch was locked, sealing the room into complete silence.
The lounge was dimly lit, the air was stagnant, and it felt oppressive.
Yan Tingnan turned around, his figure as straight as a fir tree, casting a shadow that completely enveloped Yan Yunye, who was kneeling on the ground.
Yan Yunye remained kneeling on the ground, head tilted back, eyes red-rimmed.
"stand up."
"What kind of behavior is it to kneel like that?"
Yan Tingnan spoke, his voice flat and even, yet carrying an imposing aura.
Yan Yunye's back stiffened, and he didn't move.
"Do you still need me to help you?"
Yan Tingnan looked down at him, her gaze calm as water, yet chillingly cold.
Yan Yunye dug his fingers into the carpet, his knuckles turning white from the tension.
Struggling, but ultimately defeated by that gaze, he staggered to his feet.
"Dad, is your relationship with Su Ruan real?"
Despite Su Ruan's piercing words and irrefutable evidence, a sliver of absurd hope still lingered in his heart.
I expect to hear a negative answer.
He hoped that all of this was just a lie told by Su Ruan in a fit of anger, a nightmare for him.
Yan Tingnan looked at him silently.
Looking at the son she had raised for twelve years, now disheveled, broken, and utterly vulnerable.
Yan Tingnan raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"So what if it is?"
"What? You want to take it from me?"
Yan Yunye's pupils shrank suddenly, his blood rushed backward, and his whole body went cold.
It turns out it was true.
Rob?
How could he steal it?
What does he have to offer to compete with Yan Tingnan?
This man was someone he had looked up to and feared since childhood; he was the undisputed ruler of the Beijing social circle.
His adoptive father was his absolute authority.
How ironic, and how desperate.
"Why her of all people?"
His voice trembled, tinged with sobs.
"What kind of woman don't you want? Why do you have to mess with her?"
Yan Tingnan scoffed.
Why can't it be her?
"Do I need your permission to marry whomever I want?"
Yan Yunye roared uncontrollably.
"We've been together for six years! You know perfectly well..."
"Know what?"
Yan Tingnan interrupted him, her voice steady.
"Do you know how you humiliated her?"
His gaze swept across Yan Yunye's pale face, piercing into Yan Yunye's dissipated eyes.
"If you don't want it, don't keep it."
"If I set my sights on something and take it over, it's mine."
Yan Yunye was speechless, his heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, and he bent over in pain, breathing heavily.
"So you just took her away?"
His voice trembled, his reason crushed by resentment and humiliation.
"Rob?"
Yan Tingnan raised an eyebrow.
“What I, Yan Tingnan, want, I always take openly and honestly.”
"It was a mutual choice between us to walk towards each other."
"Yan Yunye, you've been calling her Su Ruan for six years."
Yan Tingnan approached, his tone casual, as if discussing the weather.
"Now, it's time to call her Mom."
Yan Yunye suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot and bulging with veins.
"I can't bring myself to say it!"
He practically screamed it out, filled with a desperate urge to break down.
Yan Tingnan's gaze turned cold, and she took a step forward.
"Can't bring yourself to say it?"
"Then our father-son relationship ends here."
"Get out of Beijing after tonight."
His voice was cold and deep, striking the silence and sending a chill through the air.
Yan Yunye's pupils suddenly contracted, revealing a menacing bloodshot look.
"You're going to kick me out for her sake?"
"You chose to be eliminated yourself."
Yan Tingnan looked down at him, her gaze unmoved.
"I gave you a chance."
"I'll give you Qingyan's marketing department to practice with, and I'll provide you with resources and connections."
"I thought that maybe you could amount to something and be able to take on some responsibilities."
"And then what happened?"
"You're short-sighted, narrow-minded, can't handle things, and can't protect people."
"Later, I gave you another chance."
"Suspension, reflection, time, freedom—and you used it to pester her?"
He suddenly chuckled softly, a chilling sound.
"Yan Yunye, you have disappointed me greatly."
Yan Yunye's heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly.
disappointment.
It's more biting than angry words.
He would rather his father take action than be subjected to this calm scrutiny.
Like looking at a useless piece of chess.
"Just for this?"
"So you suspended me from my job, cut off my funding, and warned me time and time again."
"Just because I got close to her?"
At this moment, all the previous incomprehensible suppression and punishment had an answer.
No wonder Song Shengsheng was so cryptic that day.
Why does her father always protect her like that? Every time he goes to see Su Ruan, his eyes are chillingly cold.
He was suspended from his post, his power was taken away, and he was repeatedly warned to correct his position.
But I never thought that it stemmed from a man's most primal possessiveness.
It wasn't that he made a mistake at work, nor was it that his behavior was particularly outrageous.
Simply because he touched someone he shouldn't have.
The person his father had his eye on.
Every time he approached, his father saw it as an offense against the territory.
From beginning to end, he was the only one who acted like a clown, jumping around repeatedly.
One of them had already awakened and withdrawn, while the other remained calm and watched him fall into ruin.
Even while he was struggling in pain, they had already secretly conspired, obtained a marriage certificate, and established a formal relationship.
Yan Tingnan stared at him quietly for two seconds, the last trace of emotion in her eyes fading into silence.
"otherwise?"
His voice was steady, yet every word was sharp and penetrating.
"Giving you power is a test of your capabilities."
"Taking back your power is to teach you how to use it appropriately."
"It seems that being suspended from duty for self-reflection has not taught you to assess the situation."
He continued, his tone indifferent.
"I gave you choices, but you made the wrong choices time and time again."
Yan Yunye suddenly looked up, bursting into a wild, hoarse laugh, but tears streamed down his face.
"Wrong choice? Did I even have a choice?"
"Dad! You know absolutely nothing!"
"The world is a book, and we are all two-dimensional characters!"
"Su Ruan isn't truly with you. She's doing this to change her fate and avoid her tragic death!"
"She knew the plot all along; she was using you!"
Yan Tingnan stood still.
He listened to Yan Yunye's frenzied roars, but his face remained completely expressionless.
Novel? Plot?
absurd.
"Book?"
His tone was flat, with a hint of mockery, as if he were merely commenting on a clumsy excuse.
"So, all your recent foolishness, lapses in judgment, and incessant nagging are for nothing."
"Can all of this be attributed to a completely fabricated book?"
Yan Yunye seemed to be stung by this dismissive attitude, and suddenly looked up and roared.
"It's true, you have to believe me!"
"You are the male lead, and Su Ruan is just an NPC used to stimulate the plot in the early stages."
"You will meet your heroine, Mu Chuji, next year. You will fall in love with her irresistibly and completely turn against the old man for her."
“At that time, you will be controlled just like me.”
"Otherwise, why do you think I've been circling around Wen Wanwan like I'm possessed?"
"This wasn't my choice; it was the setting, the plot."
"Shut up."
Yan Tingnan interrupted him, her voice not loud, but it made Yan Yunye's throat tighten.
Yan Yunye was slightly taken aback.
You don't believe me?
Yan Yunye's throat was dry, and he was panting heavily.
"Go investigate. Mu Chuji definitely exists; she just hasn't shown up yet!"
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