Because the person in the ward was a big shot in the business world, the nurse didn't dare to be careless and turned to ask, "Mr. An, what is your relationship with this lady?"
Old Master An was half leaning and half lying on the hospital bed, with an IV in his hand. His face was pale and showed a hint of fatigue and illness.
"She's my granddaughter, all of you get out," he ordered weakly.
When the nurse heard that it was her granddaughter, she looked at Tang Xili strangely. It is said that rich families have many disputes, and it seems to be true.
After all, who would give white chrysanthemums to their living grandfather?
The nurse respected the patient's wishes and asked the other two nurses to leave together.
When passing by the door, he saw the patient An Qian eavesdropping outside the door, so he quickly asked her to go back.
The ward suddenly became quiet, with only the soft sound of the instrument monitoring Mrs. An's vital signs.
Tang Xili signaled the bodyguards to go out and placed the two bouquets of flowers in her hands on the table between the two beds.
After all, he was a man who had experienced many ups and downs. When he saw the white chrysanthemums and the elegiac couplets on the flowers, Mr. An remained calm.
He even dared to beat someone up at the An family last night, so what's so strange about sending him white chrysanthemums?
He wasn't even surprised by the wreath.
In fact, Tang Xili did want to send a wreath, but she didn't order it in advance and couldn't make it at the moment, so she bought a bouquet.
"Yangyang... No, Xiaoli, you're our family member. You've beaten her and vented your anger. Stop it..." Grandpa An advised sincerely.
Until now, he still felt that as a seasoned businessman, he was more than capable of dealing with a young girl.
Seeing that he wasn't panicking at all and looked like he had everything planned out, Tang Xili smiled silently. She closed her folding fan, pointed to the window filled with morning light, and said casually, "Okay, jump from there and I'll stop."
Glancing in the direction she pointed, Mr. An's face darkened, his brows and eyes becoming more majestic and cold, but his tone remained calm, "I can give you all the shares under my name."
"All the shares under your name..." Tang Xili blinked her deer-like eyes and twirled the five fingers of her left hand boredly, as if considering, "It sounds quite tempting. As far as I know, you now own 30% of the shares of An Group, with a market value of 700 billion. It is indeed a considerable amount of money, but what should I do..."
She stretched out the last syllable of her voice with melancholy, as if she had some concerns.
But the next second, he suddenly became schizophrenic and smiled mischievously, "Even if you hand over the entire An Group to me, I won't change my mind. Old An, just give up on this idea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed across Old Man An's eyes. He closed his old eyes and ordered him to leave. "You are still young, and your mind is overwhelmed by hatred. You don't understand the meaning of money at all. Let's talk next time. Goodbye!"
Seeing that he was angry and embarrassed, Tang Xili made a "tsk" sound, twirled her folding fan in a fancy way, and walked to the bedside of Madam An.
Not knowing what she was thinking, she was silent for several seconds.
When she looked back at Old Man An, her eyes, hidden from the light, became dark and full of hostility. She said quietly, "An Baoshan, what were you doing on your eldest son's wedding night twenty-four years ago?"
This light sentence was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Mr. An's mind.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Tang Xili in extreme shock, "You..."
"Shh?——" Tang Xili raised her right hand fingers and made a gesture of silence. The smile on her lips was like a poisonous poppy, beautiful and dangerous.
She said, "Don't be so surprised. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."
In an instant, Mr. An felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. He was no longer as calm as before, and his lips trembled, "You know, you actually know..."
"Yes, I know." Tang Xili stared at him and spoke slowly, "I know the sins of all of you."
"I know that An Minghe and Gu Yuqing were lovers back then, and they had a child, An Youxuan. But in order to seize my grandparents' research results, you had An Minghe deceive my mother's feelings and marry her to steal the research results."
"Of course, there's more to it than that. Your two sons and daughters-in-law cheated on each other, the eldest brother and his younger sister-in-law, and the eldest sister-in-law and the younger brother-in-law."
Afraid of not being able to piss him off to death, she raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, your second daughter-in-law's two children, neither of them is your second son An Minghui's biological child. The son is your eldest uncle's, and the daughter is her outsider's wild man's."
"And your son-in-law Wang Fan has a mistress outside and has a son."
"And your youngest daughter, An Xianyue... do you know why she hasn't gotten married? Do you know why An Youxuan hasn't returned to China?"
"Because An Xianyue is madly infatuated with her nephew... Hahahaha... It's so confusing, even more exciting than a TV show."
At the end she couldn't help laughing.
The brighter the smile, the colder the eyes.
With every word she spoke, Mr. An's face turned paler.
It was as if I had been struck by lightning. By the end of the story, my soul had been sucked out of me and I suddenly looked ten years older.
He shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible! You're just talking nonsense!"
"I'm lying?" Tang Xili's chest shook with laughter. "You can check it out. Oh, by the way..."
She seemed to have thought of something, and her smile suddenly faded, "And me."
She tilted her head, staring blankly into Mr. An's eyes, like a soulless puppet, and said in a light voice, "Guess, whose child am I?"
This sentence made Mr. An's scalp explode.
His eyes kept flickering, "How is it possible?"
Tang Xili would not allow him to deny it, "How is it impossible? Have you thought about it? Yes, it is what you think, hahahaha..."
The cold laughter echoed in the ward, gradually getting louder, tinged with distortion and madness, making people's hair stand on end.
The energy and spirit in Mr. An disappeared in an instant, and he appeared in a state of decadence and decline.
He kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible..."
Tang Xili ignored him and looked at Mrs. An who was sleeping like a dead pig. She stopped laughing and frowned unhappily.
"How could you miss such an important thing?"
“Pa pa—” She reached out and slapped Madam An twice, “Hey, wake up!”
Mrs. An was sleeping soundly, but was suddenly awakened by the blow.
He looked at the ceiling weakly for two seconds, then his gaze shifted to Tang Xili lying beside the bed.
The pupils suddenly shrank.
The immense humiliation of being pushed into the toilet before she fainted surged through her mind. She instantly flew into a rage, raised her finger tremblingly, and cursed weakly, "You beast, you beast!"
Tang Xili lazily lifted her hair and said, "Don't get excited yet, just enjoy this wonderful moment, because later..." She smiled, "There will be something for you to get excited about..."
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