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Yan Sui looked like he was drunk, and Yan Zhenhua didn't doubt the authenticity of his words at all. He sat on the sofa and covered his chest, panting heavily with his mouth open.

Yan Sui's words were like sharp knives piercing directly into Yan Zhenhua's chest. At this time, besides anger, he was more regretful.

He knew that Yan Sui was notoriously unreliable, so why did he boldly entrust Yan to his hands?Now that the Yan family has become like this, Yan Sui has put in a lot of effort.

Looking at the drunk Yan Sui on the sofa, Yan Zhenhua clenched and loosened his fist several times, he clenched his teeth, and asked the last doubt in his heart again.

"Yan Sui, let me ask you again, since you have no way to help Yan Shi get SUI, why did you take on this burden in the first place?"

He held his breath and listened intently, waiting for Yan Sui's answer, only to see Yan Sui on the sofa smacked his lips and laughed again.

"Of course it's to show off to my group of friends!"

Regardless of Yan Zhenhua's blackened face, Yan Sui started talking to himself again with his big tongue out.

"I know they're laughing at me behind my back, saying I'm an idiot, but I'm not! I...I just want to prove to them that I, Yan Sui, can control a company! Hehe..."

Every time he uttered a word, the smell of alcohol in the air became stronger. Looking at his appearance, the anger in Yan Zhenhua's heart rose more and more. He gave Yan Sui a hard look, and staggered to his feet Turning around, he turned around and was about to walk towards the family law stick placed in the center of the hall.

"You rebellious son, I must beat you to death today!"

Gritting his teeth and muttering, he walked towards that house step by step, and when he was about to arrive, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Yan Zhenhua's footsteps stopped involuntarily. He stood on the spot with his hands on his chest, dense sweat protruding from his forehead, and his lips became paler. He stared and struggled for a while, then suddenly rolled his eyes, unexpectedly Go straight back and there is no more movement.

Yan Sui, who was pretending to be drunk, heard that there was no sound behind him, he frowned quietly, waited for a while before slowly opening his eyes, got up and looked back, only to find Yan Zhenhua who was lying on the ground not far away.

He quickly got up and walked over, his first reaction was to squat down and reach out to check Yan Zhenhua's breath.

Fortunately, he was still panting, but his breath was relatively weak.

After confirming that Yan Zhenhua was still alive, Yan Sui stood up. He looked down at the man on the ground with a sneer on his lips.

Yan Zhenhua can't stand the stimulation so much, but such a little thing can make him faint, it's really boring.

He pouted, stretched out his hand to pat the dust off his body, and then walked towards the upstairs room with vigorous steps.

After acting for a whole day, he should take a good rest. As for Yan Zhenhua...

Just let him lie down in the hall for a while, as long as he can breathe.

After all, the best part is yet to come.

Yan Sui began to look forward to what happened next.

When Yan Zhenhua woke up again, it was already noon on the second day, and he had been lying on the cold floor all night. He couldn't help sneezing, and his whole body was shaking from the cold.

Clutching his chest, he got up and looked around. Yan Sui was no longer in the hall, his brows were slightly frowned, and he went upstairs to check Yan Sui's room, but there was still no one there.

But from the messy quilt in the room, it can still be seen that this room was occupied last night.

It seemed that after he fainted, he went back to the room alone, didn't care about him at all when he was unconscious, and left Yan's house directly when he woke up.

This brat is really outrageous!
Yan Zhenhua stomped his feet angrily at being so indifferent to his biological father.

There was still some slight pain in his chest, he frowned and looked at the empty room in front of him, gritted his teeth and finally calmed down and made a decision.

He must do whatever it takes to get Yan Cheng out of the police station!

This idea became more and more clear in Yan Zhenhua's mind, he didn't stop doing anything, he simply went downstairs again, clutched the study room and began to fiddle with the antiques he had collected.

Only a few of his favorite and most expensive things were left behind. After Yan Zhenhua packed the rest, he contacted the buyer. In the Yan family's villa, the two parties quickly reached a deal.

Yan Zhenhua cruelly sold five antiques this time, in exchange for a total of more than three million yuan. This is also the last possession of the Yan family.

With the huge sum of money he had reluctantly collected, Yan Zhenhua found an unfamiliar number and dialed it cautiously.

In the high-level conference room of SUI, a group of people were sitting in a meeting. Yan Sui was listening to Su Ran's report carefully, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

The meeting was interrupted directly. Everyone looked back and saw Han Kong holding the phone and pushing the door and walking in. After receiving Yan Sui's instruction, he continued to walk in.

Leaning close to Yan Sui's ear, Han Kong lowered his voice and whispered to him for a long time. The meeting room was extremely quiet, and no one made any noise.

After listening to Han Kong's words, Yan Sui raised his eyebrows, and he seemed obviously interested.

He reached out and rubbed his chin lightly for a while, then raised his head and nodded at Han Kong, "Order to fulfill his wish."

"Understood." Han Kong nodded, then turned around and quickly left the meeting room.

Looking at each other tacitly with Su Ran, Yan Sui smiled, "The meeting continues, Su Ran, you continue."

Su Ran nodded, picked up the report she made and started to give a speech again.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Zhenhua arrived at a relatively remote coffee shop on time, and found a familiar figure in the corner of the coffee shop. His eyes lit up and he hurried over.

"Minister Tan is really sorry to keep you waiting." He nodded his head in a hurry, with a flattering smile on his face.

The man named Minister Tan nodded with a smile, and casually pointed to the seat in front of him, "Boss Yan is here, please sit down first."

"Okay, okay." Yan Zhenhua sat down timidly. He still had a smile on his face, and looked at Minister Tan with a little more caution in his eyes.

He swallowed, looked around, and then lowered his voice to ingratiate himself with a smile: "Mr. Tan, the matter we talked about... I don't know if you still count?"

"Yan always talks about your son Yancheng, right?" Minister Tan raised his eyebrows, and Yan Zhenhua quickly nodded in response.

"It's about my son Yancheng. I talked to you before. Minister Tan, do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember." The man hooked his eyes for a moment, and his deep eyes wandered back and forth on Yan Zhenhua's body for a few times. The inexplicable stare in his eyes made Yan Zhenhua's heart pound.