If she refuses to herself again, Jiang Jingtao gritted her teeth, I am afraid he will really make a move.
"Yinyin, I think, can you come back to America with me?"
Shang Yinran looked at him and really had nothing to say.
"Back to America with you?"
"Yeah!" Jiang Jingtao nodded, looking forward to himself: "There are many beautiful places in the United States. You can go wherever you want. Dad will accompany you. We live a happy life, you can still..."
"Wait." Interrupting his dreaming, Shang Yinran sneered, "What about my husband and children?"
Jiang Jingtao was stunned and was silent for a moment.
"You mean to let me leave my husband and my children and come back to America with you? Why should I listen to you?"
"You are my daughter!" Jiang Jingtao growled, panting, "You are my daughter! Yinyin, you are the daughter of me and Yingxue! I owed you before, and now I want to compensate you!"
"Compensation? What you call compensation is to separate me from my husband and children. What you call compensation is to monopolize me?"
In the same language.
Jiang Jingtao clenched his hands into fists, panting in angrily.
Shang Yinran picked up his shoulder bag and turned to leave, regardless of Jiang Jingtao's gift to the child.
After a while, the private room door was pushed open again, and Fu Jinchen walked in.
Jiang Jingtao's face was pale, and he leaned on the table with one hand.
"Mr. Jiang, are you okay?"
Is it selfish
He is selfish.
He can't live long, what's wrong with wanting his daughter to accompany him before death!
She should accompany him instead of her mother. This is his last wish.
"Mr. Jiang." Coming over, Fu Jinchen took out a white medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill and handed it over.
Jiang Jingtao reached out and took it, eating it, "Go get ready."
Fu Jinchen's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips straightened.
Out of the teahouse, Shang Yinran raised his hand and asked for a taxi.
When I got into the car, just about to close the door, a hand stretched out to stop her.
Shang Yinran said coldly, "Let go!"
Fu Jinchen looked at her with deep eyes and vigorously opened the car door.
"I'll take you back." He said, pulling Shang Yinran towards his car.
"Let go of me! Did you hear that! You are deaf! Don't let me go again! I called the police!"
After the last sentence, Fu Jinchen finally stopped.
Turning his head and staring at her, he said quietly: "Be quiet, I just want to send you back."
"I don't need it! Don't you understand!"
Speaking to him in a low voice, Shang Yinran rushed to the side of the street, stopped a taxi again, and got in the car and left.
Fu Jinchen stood there watching the car merge into the traffic flow, and quickly disappeared.
Laughing at himself, he closed his eyes and took the phone out of his pocket.
"It's time to start, do as planned at the beginning."
"Brother, do you really want this?" Fu Jinmian's uneasy voice came from the receiver, "I think we shouldn't..."
"Is it an abuse?" Fu Jinchen sneered coldly. "Jinmian, don't forget how we got here today. In the eyes of others, we are just pawns. If you want to change, just obedient, Jinmian, we no choice."
…
There are no more than three companies that Ancheng can cooperate with Yan's in this aspect of high-end homestays, among which Lian Yong International is considered the first in the order of consideration.
Their President Guo has a good reputation in the industry, and he can trust his reputation and credibility.
Yan Lihan had a relationship with him on several occasions, and both had good impressions of each other.
When they made an appointment to meet each other, the two of them were quick talkers and didn't like to be muddled.
After the cooperation is finalized, the follow-up work gradually follows the progress.
In order to celebrate the cooperation, Mr. Guo specially found the club to set a table for dinner.
If it was an ordinary dinner, severe cold would not go, but this time it was different.
The waiter led him to the door of the box and opened the door instead of him.
"President Yan is here."
Mr. Guo and several other accompanying guests got up one after another, and Mr. Guo greeted him personally.
Yan Lihan shook his hand, "Sorry, I'm late."
Please take a seat with severe cold, and the waiter will follow along with the food.
The atmosphere on the table was good, and everyone talked happily.
After the meal, everyone moved to the private compartment of the cubicle.
The public relations lady is indispensable, but Guo Jingtian, President Guo, sees that severe cold is not good, and only two familiar people are left to accompany them to speak.
Wen Jingjing squinted his eyes, and looked at the severe cold with Guo Jingtian at the bar without a trace, her beautiful eyes gleaming with blackness.
Wen Jingjing poured herself a glass of wine and walked towards the bar.
Guo Jingtian saw her over the severe cold shoulder, raised his lips and waved at her, "Come, Jingjing, come here."
Wen Jingjing walked over swaying the waist of the water snake, his eyes falling on Severe Cold's face.
Severe Cold has no expression on his face, not even a trace of attention.
Wen Jingjing's eyes flashed, and she turned to Guo Jingtian, "Look at Mr. Guo, Mr. Yan treats me like air."
Guo Jingtian smiled and clinked glasses with Wen Jingjing.
Turning the wrist to reveal the watch, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the evening.
He promised to go home early.
"Mr. Guo, I'm sorry, I have something else to do, so I will leave first.
Severe cold nodded and left the box.
Long corridor, the elevator is at the end of the corridor.
The floor is covered with expensive Persian carpets.
The elevator was in front, and someone suddenly jumped out from a corner passing by.
Holding her arm, Wen Jingjing cry for help: "Help me! Help me!"
Yan Lihan looked at her indifferently, and saw two men rushing out from behind. Their target was obviously Wen Jingjing.
Holding her finger, Severe Cold pushed her away in Wen Jingjing's surprised eyes.
Wen Jingjing was silly.
She never expected that Severe Cold would stand by.
The two men grabbed her and dragged her around the corner.
Severe Han strode forward and didn't look back.
Gritting her teeth, she winked at the two of them.
The two of them understood and tore her skirt apart.
"Help me! Help me!"
The soundproofing effect of the box here is very good, because it is a private club, in order to protect privacy, there is no monitoring.
A scene flashed through my mind.
Shang Yinran once looked desperate.
Stopping, he looked back at the corner that he wanted to ignore.
Wen Jingjing was held on the ground.
After being rescued by the severe cold, Wen Jingjing quickly inserted the needle into his neck...
I am sorry…
Feng eyes slowly closed, and he fell to the ground.
"Sister Wen."
"Take people away."
"Yes."