Chapter 271: Are You Trying to Sympathize with Me?

Yan Zhihong's voice was still very loud, if it wasn't for Huo Jingyan's confirmation of his condition, she might have suspected that this was just a bitter love scene he played with Yan Qing, the purpose was to lure her into the bait, and then obediently obey.

Look, such a person is like a person who has a heart attack.

Yan Xinling couldn't help but push the door in, and said in a calm voice: "Are you sure that you don't look like this now to get my sympathy?" ”

Yan Qing's eyes lit up with a gleam, and he looked at Yan Xinling in surprise, he knew that the girl he had seen since he was a child would not be so ruthless.

Yan Zhihong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned red angrily, and he pointed in the direction of the door: "Who let you come in without permission, didn't you say that you don't want Yan's, it's not rare, what are you doing now, you let me out." ”

"The anger is so heavy, no wonder I have a heart attack, it turned out to be made by myself." Yan Xinling said expressionlessly, with endless ridicule in her eyes.

"Yan Xinling, is this the way you talk to your father?" Yan Zhihong pointed at her tremblingly, his face flushed, as if he was on the verge of rage.

Yan Xinling didn't remember how long it had been since she had looked at the person in front of her seriously, but now after a closer look, she found that it was only a few weeks since the last time, and his whole person had lost a circle at the speed he saw, and his eyes were obviously sunken, and he had no energy.

Seeing that he is angry now, even his face has an abnormal redness. Yan Xinling's heart couldn't help but chuckle, he didn't expect his body to be so bad.

"As I said, I've paid it off since you slapped me. Now we don't have anything to do with each other, and how I want to talk is my own business, and you are not qualified to discipline me. Yan Xinling was not afraid of Mo Yan Zhihong at all, and directly confronted him, but her tone was a little better.

Yan Qing looked at them worriedly, and didn't know how to insert it for a while, so she had to cast a pleading look at Yan Xinling, signaling her not to stimulate the chairman anymore.

"Since you don't regard me as your father, what are you doing here, let me out." Yan Zhihong drove people away again.

"I'm not happy to come to your place at all, but don't put on such a pretense of dying or not, do you wish everyone knew you were going to die?" Yan Xinling originally wanted to talk to him well, but when she saw his toilet-like appearance, she became angry.

"I didn't." Yan Zhihong had a tough attitude, and his face was red and white.

He is tough and tough, and no one is willing to show weakness, "You know in your heart whether you are sick or not, and whether you give up treatment and toss yourself into this ghost to win the sympathy of others is only you know."

Do you want everyone to know you're sick now? If you are sick, you should treat it, not deliberately drag it out to upset others. If you have the ability to stand here and scold, don't let Secretary Yan worry, if he hadn't begged me at night, I would definitely not have come here today. She looked dismissive.

"You rebel girl, have you said enough? Say enough and get out of here. Yan Zhihong wanted to take something on the table and throw it at her, but he was afraid of hurting her when it was heavy, and he was afraid that there was no scare when he was light, but he just wanted to pick up the teacup but found that his hands were trembling so much that he couldn't pick it up at all.

Yan Xinling saw his movements, and her pupils contracted violently, but it was only for a while, and she soon calmed down, "I was told that I was angry?" ”

"You... You ......"

"Don't you, I'm not done yet. Don't think about unloading your burden to me, since you have held it for a lifetime, then continue to hold it in your hands, watch it yourself, and have the ability to take it directly to the coffin, if you force it to me, you give it to me today, I will sell it tomorrow, and then donate the money to Hope Primary School, don't expect me to help you guard this company. ”

"Yan! Heart! Ling, you go, let me go......" Yan Zhihong was so angry that he sat down on the chair, his chest rose and fell violently, suddenly like a deflated ball, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

Yan Qing saw that the situation was not right, and immediately stepped forward to give him relief: "Chairman, don't be angry with Miss, her temper has always been like this, she must not have any malicious intent." ”

Yan Zhihong closed his eyes in pain, and it took a long time to recover.

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