The car that went away from the dust galloped towards Yan Yongyi to buy a new house, but it was empty, and the woman couldn't be contacted. At this time, he really had a sense of crisis.

No matter how the Xiangjiang Morning News has to splash dirty water on her daughter to tarnish her reputation. For an artist, it is equivalent to a dead end.

His eyes darkened, and once he did something wrong, he couldn't turn back. If it really happened, even if he tried every means to obstruct it, it would be useless, and his daughter now has stiff wings and can fly to the sky.

signed a contract with a fifth-tier TV station, and I don't know how much liquidated money I have to compensate. Yan Jingquan looked like he had lost his soul, and the doting in his eyes was very obvious.

Yan Songjie returned to the dormitory first, flashed into the fairy world, first understood the situation, and solved the problem according to the actual situation.

"Wenhao, bring Yan Yongyi to see me. Yan Songjie called his eldest son.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Yan Wenhao led Yan Yongyi to hurry up.

"Read the newspaper by yourself, don't let your mother know, otherwise it will be a big noise. Yan Songjie sighed invisibly with a resentment in his words. Don't dare to touch the moldy head, 108,000 miles away from the lost Lin Nian.

The so-called is that some things are getting blacker and blacker, so it is better not to say anything.

"Bah, bah!" Yan Yongyi scolded in her heart, biting her mouth anxiously. Li Qiankun's behavior was very disgusting, and his head was a little dizzy: "Framed! 100 percent framed." ”

Yan Wenhao's face darkened: "I really haven't done anything unseemly! It's unbelievable!" The sudden thing happened, he was not mentally prepared at all, and his heart was in a mess.

"I don't need to say that, I know that. It's just that some things aren't as easy to deal with as you and I think. Yan Songjie rubbed his temples, and his gaze instantly became colder.

"Inexplicable! Yan Yuyi and I went to buy a house, and Liangkun asked Lin Lihui to go into battle to extort five million... The newspaper became cohabitation with my father. Yan Wenhao saw that it was his own photo, and the name was wrong.

At that time, the photos of the blackmailing writer were confiscated, and Li Qiankun made another appointment to race a car, but the writer did not go. Yan Yongyi also recalled the scene at that time.

Yan Wenhao didn't seem to know about this, and forgot all about it.

But who can say bad things about Yan Yongyi. "Li Qiankun!" Yan Wenhao suddenly felt even more heartache, and he was also angry, panting for breath for a while.

"Yan Yongyi must go back to Xiangjiang to clarify the facts, and the family also needs to communicate. Yan Songjie counted the time and said.

"Four minutes in Xiangjiang, one day in the fairy world, give you ten days to pack up your belongings, and I will send you back to Xiangjiang." ”

Let Yan Yongyi go home first and explain to her relatives at home. If you go outside, you must first settle inside, otherwise it will be useless.

"After returning to Xiangjiang, I will make you a billionaire first, so that the 44 million house is just a rumor. "Yan Songjie kept in mind Fan Ye's words, I am a wealthy family myself.

There is nothing warmer in the world than when you are wronged, someone stands up for you.

Yan Yongyi knew that all her previous guesses were right, Li Qiankun and Yan Songjie had hatred, and took revenge on herself.

"Thank you, Dad!" Yan Yongyi is considered a blessing in disguise, and she will receive 100 billion Hong Kong dollars after returning to Xiangjiang.

Xiangjiang has only been three days, three years in the fairy world. Yan Yongyi is now like an arrow, wiped the sweat on her head, and returned home in a good mood.

Get used to the nature and tranquility in the fairy world. The Xiangjiang River is noisy and chaotic, and the air is dirty. When I came home, I was stunned and couldn't get used to it.

"Liangliang, are you living together?" Yan Jingquan saw his daughter, his voice trembled, and he asked a painful question in his heart.

"Sort of!" Yan Yongyi's smile was undisguised, and she said very seriously.

She has been in this small world for three years, her sons are both two years old, and there is no difference between double cultivation and cohabitation.

"Sell yourself for 44 million!" Yan Jingquan was furious in his heart, hating that iron could not become steel.

"Forty-four million! Yan Yongyi was strange, her father said the word betrayal, which made her heart very uncomfortable.

"The headlines in the Xiangjiang Morning News. Yan Jingquan looked at his daughter who seemed to have lost herself, and his heart was full of anger: "Is Yan Songjie going to marry you?"

"What? Daddy, don't scare me to death, you can't make this kind of joke. My object is Yan Wenhao, and Yan Songjie is his father. Yan Yongyi was frightened to death, her face was pale and she clenched her teeth, eager to eat the person who was going to write the newspaper headlines.

Saying this pulled Yan Jingquan's reason out of anger.

Looking at his daughter seriously, there is a complicated feeling in his heart,

"Crazy boy's son!" Yan Jingquan skillfully held a cigarette with his fingertips and swallowed the clouds, his eyes were hazy, and he raised his chin slightly, only thinking that his daughter was funny.

"Don't be tough, I advise you to tell the truth. The corners of Yan Jingquan's mouth twitched, he looked up at Yan Yongyi, and sighed a little in his heart: "There is still a long road in life, and I also hope that you can have a good future." ”

"Haha!" Yan Yongyi sneered, bent down and laughed: "The big guy of Hongxing Society, Liang Zainan, is one of Yan Wenhao's father's younger brothers. ”

"Ye Chaoren, Yang Qianqian, and Shao Daheng are all mixed up with Yan Wenhao's father. ”

"Ye Chaoren is going to Yan Wenhao's house to sweep the floor!"

Ye Chaoren, the richest man in Xiangjiang, Yan Songjie and Hongxing Society, are the same year as you, and his birthday is two months younger than you. If he is more powerful than the richest man, does the Xiangjiang Morning Post dare to provoke him? Does the editor-in-chief want to be fired!" Yan Jingquan exposed the lies one after another, glanced at Yan Yongyi, and only felt that what she had just said was even more ridiculous.

It's like looking at a neuropath, and I look at the daughter in front of me.

"I can't explain it! It's just a matter of worrying about it so much!" Yan Yongyi was dumbfounded, speechless to refute her father, and shook her head helplessly.

"We all live together! Yan Jingquan is still chattering.

"Yan Wenhao is indeed Yan Songjie's eldest son, he has a total of ten brothers. Yan Yongyi mentioned that the writer tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Yan Wenhao is three years old, and he is registered under the name of Yan Songjie. It is not written that the mother is unmarried. Yan Jingquan's voice was solemn, and he understood the meaning of his words as soon as he heard it.

Yan Yongyi nodded solemnly: "Yan Wenhao has five mothers, and it is not wrong that Xiangjiang is three years old. ”

I couldn't explain it in words, and my father talked about the topic again.

"Meet! You meet and let Shao Tycoon and Ye Chaoren be witnesses. Yan Yongyi was helpless, took a deep breath, and remembered two important witnesses.

Seeing that her daughter's eyebrows had been wrinkled, but not telling the truth, Yan Jingquan felt a sense of distress in her heart, and her heart was really sour at that moment.

"A girl, her private life is so chaotic, will the fifth line terminate the contract? Yan Jingquan's eyes narrowed, and he had some doubts about how much he cared about.

"Shao Tycoon said that marriage will give me one billion Hong Kong dollars! Yan Wenhao was introduced by Shao Tycoon. Writer's dad will make me a billionaire in these two days. Yan Yongyi remembered what Shao Tycoon said three days ago and promised Yan Songjie today.

The ensuing answer was her head, and she was beaten by Yan Jingquan.

"Billionaire, you are daydreaming!" Yan Jingquan didn't mind venting the evil anger in his heart.