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Chapter 39 At worst, I'll just leave the Yan family.



Chapter 39 At worst, I'll just leave the Yan family.

"Master, Miss Yanting has just returned."

Yanshan, who was discussing with Yannan when to depart for Gangcheng, had a dark look in his eyes when he learned that Yanting had returned.

He said coldly, "Tell her to come directly to the study."

"Yes!" the man replied respectfully.

At that time, in the hall.

"You still have the nerve to come back?" Li Qian stared coldly at Yan Ting, who had just returned to the Yan family. She said sarcastically, "I heard from Rou Rou that you were having an affair with a strange man?"

Although most people didn't know the specifics of what happened on the cruise ship, they all clearly saw the ambiguous relationship between Yanting and the pink-haired man.

The only strange thing was that none of the things that happened on the cruise ship got out to the outside world; at most, some people caught a tiny bit of the news through inside information.

It's as if someone deliberately blocked this information.

There weren't many rumors about Yanting; instead, many people in the industry were speculating whether Qi Yang's injury was related to Lu Huai.

After Yan Nan returned, she did not mention the matter. Instead, Xu Rou took the opportunity to exaggerate and say a lot of things that were unfavorable to Yan Ting to Li Qian.

Although Yanting had anticipated Li Qian's attitude, her heart still ached slightly. She said in a lukewarm voice, "There's nothing I can do if Mother thinks that way." She didn't like to prove herself, especially in this kind of matter.

Moreover, self-proof is useless; they will only believe what they think in their own hearts.

Li Qian lowered her eyes, revealing a hint of gloom. Looking at her daughter, who was growing more and more beautiful, she changed the subject and said, "I remember your grandmother gave you several boxes of dowry before she passed away."

Yan Ting was suddenly taken aback.

Immediately, she noticed Li Qian gracefully picking up her teacup, lowering her eyes, and continuing, "Since you have no blood relation to our Yan family, then this dowry should rightfully belong to Rou Rou."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ting froze on the spot.

Although Li Qian's words were harsh, they were indeed undeniably reasonable.

Essentially, she no longer has any blood relation with the Yan family, which means that everything her grandmother gave her no longer belongs to her.

Xu Rou is the true daughter of the Yan family, and everything Yan Ting possesses should rightfully be returned to Xu Rou in Li Qian's eyes.

and.

Li Qian sneered inwardly.

That old hag was always going against her when she was alive; if it weren't for her, Yanting would have been sent away long ago.

The death of that old hag should have been a happy occasion, but on her deathbed, she was still thinking about leaving all her estate to Yanting.

Fortunately, Li Qian had a backup plan: she bribed a lawyer to directly alter the will.

Otherwise, she would vomit to death.

Yanting's throat was so dry that she couldn't speak for a moment. It wasn't that she coveted the dowry her grandmother left her, but rather that these things were the last little thing her grandmother left her before she passed away.

However, she indeed had no right to seize these dowries.

"What?" Li Qian asked sarcastically when Yan Ting remained silent. "You don't want to?"

"Don't worry." Yan Ting's voice was slightly hoarse: "I will return Grandma's things to their rightful owner."

Li Qian sneered, "I hope so."

"..."

"Miss Yanting." A sudden voice broke the eerie atmosphere in the hall.

"The head of the family and the young master are waiting for you in the study."

Yan Ting was taken aback, as if she had thought of something, and her eyes darkened slightly.

"I see."

Women were always forbidden from entering the Yan family's study.

Even Li Qian, Yan Shan's lawfully wedded wife, could not enter the study without her husband's permission. From childhood to adulthood, only Yan Nan had the freedom to enter and leave the study.

When Yanting was little, she accidentally wandered in, and the end result was that Yannan punished her by making her kneel in the courtyard.

It happened to be the dead of winter in Yancheng, and the weather was extremely cold.

Yan Ting knelt until midnight and almost froze to death in the snow.

Her body was already weak, and ever since that time she was forced to kneel as punishment, the cold seeped into her bones, causing her to develop chronic illnesses. Every winter, her knees would ache, and her hands and feet would be ice-cold, even with a hot water bottle.

After that punishment, she was traumatized and avoided places like the study, never daring to step inside again.

Yan Ting walked through the long corridor, past the pond, garden and pavilion outside the corridor, and arrived at the door of the Yan family's study at a leisurely pace.

Button button——

She knocked on the door three times gently.

Generally speaking, there are rules for knocking on a door: knock three times, using your fingers, with a slight pause in the rhythm.

Three seconds later.

Yanshan's voice came from inside the house: "Come in."

Although the overall style of this townhouse is more European and American, the study is uniquely decorated in a Chinese style.

Yanshan was sitting at his desk, looking at Yanting who was walking in, his eyes cold: "You still know how to come back."

Yan Ting's tone was extremely cold: "What do you want with me?"

She didn't even bother calling him "father" anymore.

Seeing this, Yanshan said aggressively, "I heard you're having an affair with some random man? Is that true? Do you know you have a fiancé? You'll go to the Lu family in a moment to apologize and beg for Master Lu's forgiveness."

Yan Nan, who was sitting to the side, remained silent throughout, and because of the glasses, it was not easy to see the emotions in his eyes.

Yan Ting refused without even thinking, saying, "I'm not going."

Even if she liked Lu Huai very much, she couldn't throw her self-respect to the ground and let others trample on it for Lu Huai's sake.

Yanshan said angrily, "If you don't go, I'll tie you up and take you there."

Yan Ting, with an inexplicable air of pride, stared intently at Yan Shan and said, word by word, "You can give it a try."

At worst, she'll just leave the Yan family.

But as soon as this thought crossed my mind, I felt a sudden, inexplicable sharp pain in my chest.

"Fine, very well." Yanshan laughed angrily, "You think you're all grown up now?" He never imagined that his daughter, who had always been submissive to him, would one day rebel against him.

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly tense, Yan Nan suddenly called out softly, "Stop at the pavilion."

Yan Ting was slightly taken aback, and she turned her gaze to Yan Nan, who was sitting on the sofa.

The next moment, she heard Yan Nan speak the most biting words in the gentlest tone: "Even if you are not related to the Yan family by blood, everything you have now is given to you by the Yan family. You should be grateful, instead of getting angry with your father here."

These words sounded so grand and dignified that they made one feel physically uncomfortable.

The already tense atmosphere grew even heavier.

Yan Ting took a deep breath, enduring the suffocating pain in her chest. Her amber eyes were devoid of any warmth: "If you think that my presence in the Yan family is an eyesore to Xu Rou, you can kick me out, or I can get out myself."

As for——

grateful?

Yan Ting really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

She really should be grateful.

But the person she should be most grateful to is her grandmother, and only her grandmother.

Without her grandmother, she might have become a wandering ghost in this world by the time she was five years old.


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