It was not Mei Songran who came in, but a strange middle-aged man.
Wearing a suit with smooth tailoring, high-grade fabrics, and expensive at first glance, her hair is combed meticulously, her eyes are sharp like eagles, and her jaw line is a bit harsh.
The eyebrows are somewhat similar to Mei Songran.
Could it be that my heart skipped a beat.
The middle-aged man was followed by two bodyguards, who moved a chair respectfully, put it in front of and behind Jiang Yan's hospital bed, and stood aside expressionlessly.
Looking at Jiang Yan from left to right made him feel like he was being interrogated.
After the middle-aged man sat down on the chair, he raised his chin high and looked at Jiang Yan with an extremely contemptuous look—
Jiang Yan was even more upset.
But out of politeness, he still greeted politely.
"Hello. Excuse me, who are you? What can I do for you?"
The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Yan coldly, and snorted, as if he spoke disdainfully.
After a while, he said stiffly: "I am Du Kang, Songran's father."
Jiang Yan lost his mind for some reason, and blurted out the words on such an obviously serious occasion.
"How can you relieve your worries? Du Kang is the only one? Your old father must have loved drinking, so that's why he gave you such a name?"
He swore he was just joking.
But Du Kang obviously didn't like this kind of joke, and his face became even colder at the moment.
He gave Jiang Yan a hard look, as if he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and said straight to the point: "I know, you are with Songran now. But Songran is the heir of the Du family, and you..."
As he spoke, he showed a disdainful expression again.
"Not only a man, but also a nameless starlet in the entertainment circle. You are not even worthy to lift Songran's shoes."
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Jiang Yan was stunned.
According to Mei Songran, except for his biological mother, no one in the Du family was really kind to him. His so-called father has always been indifferent and has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.
Why, this suddenly became the heir again
"Anyway, leave Songran. Tell me how much it will cost."
In the original world, Jiang Yan was just a hard-working little white-collar worker.
Like most ordinary college students who have just graduated, they are paid thousands of dollars a month. After paying the rent, there is not much left.
Every time he was so poor that he ate instant noodles, he fantasized that he would be spotted by Bai Fumei, and then stage a bloody romantic drama like today.
If it was him, he would definitely leave with a huge sum of money without hesitation.
But now, to him, the plane world is just a tool to complete the task. He will leave sooner or later, what's the use of asking for so much money
Oh, ignorant mortals.
With a cold snort in his heart, Jiang Yan smiled on his face.
"OK-"
As he spoke, he stretched out five fingers.
The disdainful expression on Du Kang's face became stronger, as if he knew Jiang Yan would do this for a long time. He took out a blank check and wrote it quickly.
"I'll give you five hundred thousand, and don't appear in front of Song Ran again."
Looking at the check thrown in front of him, Jiang Yan didn't reach out to pick it up, but let out a "tsk" impatiently.
"Only half a million? Are you sending off beggars? Song Ran is a popular actor, and his net worth is unknown. Am I out of my mind to give up being a popular actor for a mere five hundred thousand?"
Du Kang narrowed his eyes: "You want five million?"
Jiang Yan still shook his head.
Du Kang's complexion sank, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Is it possible that you still want fifty million?"
Under his gaze, Jiang Yan smiled and shook his finger.
Looking at Du Kang, he said word by word: "Uncle, it's not 50 million. I said 500 million!"