After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

Jing Wanwan opened the file and read all ten lines at a glance.

The content of the document transfers [-]% of Yan's Group's shares to her name, and Mr. Yan's signature and seal are all missing.

Owning [-]% of the shares of Yan's Group can be worth hundreds of millions, what is the value of [-]%?

"Grandpa, I can't have this." She put the file on the coffee table.

She raised her eyes and smiled brightly at the old man Yan.

"Thank you for trusting me so much, but I can't ask for it."

Grandpa Yan looked at the well-behaved and sensible little girl, feeling bored in his heart.

"Wanwan, you are really the only girl I have my eyes on. Grandpa wants you to be the future hostess of our Yan family, so he will let you sleep with the young jue. He has always been a filial child, but he did not expect to be here That's what it did to you in this marriage."

"Grandpa, you have to know that even if he marries me, he won't accept me. Would you still arrange it like this?"

Old Man Yan sighed, "I know you're blaming Grandpa. Grandpa doesn't justify anything, but there is one thing I want to make clear to you."

"You and Xiao Jue were drugged in the wine, and grandpa let someone take the drug, so in the end you just fell asleep drunk, and nothing happened to the last step."

Jing Wan Wan was slightly taken aback, "Did you take any medicine?"

Yes, if there is love medicine in the body, can it still be perfect?
"I am an old antique. I am afraid that the medicine in your body will be bad for your body and fetus, so I dare not let you conceive a child." Mr. Yan's ears turned red, "I have been thinking about this all these years. If I hadn't Find an antidote for you, maybe you have children. If you have a child, you..."

"Impossible, Yan Tingjue doesn't like me, no matter how many children I have, it's useless." Jing Wanwan felt as if she had heard a plot in a movie, "Fortunately, there are no children."

If she had children, she might not be able to decide to divorce so decisively.

"Xiaowan, this share transfer document will take effect after you sign it." Mr. Yan took down the pen pinned to his shirt pocket, "Xiaowan, sign it."

Jing Wanwan shook her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"Grandpa, thank you for treating me as your granddaughter-in-law all these years, but I absolutely can't take your shares. I don't want to have anything to do with the Yan family."

The old man Yan said helplessly: "You spent all your time trying to get the shares of Jing Zhenbo's broken company, why can't you ask grandpa to give it to you? Also, I found out who gave you and Xiaojue the medicine back then. It was your stepmother. Girls."

Jing Wanwan smiled wryly, "I guessed it."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Treat others with their own ways."

"Do you need Grandpa's help?"

Jing Wanwan shook her head, "I will handle it myself."

The old man Yan's old face was full of disappointment, "Yes, now that you have parents and elder brothers who love you, why do you need grandpa."

"I just want you to take care of yourself."

"Forget it, as long as you're happy. Remember that you can't support yourself in everything. You have a whole family to support you, you know?"

Jing Wanwan nodded, "Grandpa, then I'll go first and see you next time."

"it is good."

When Jing Wanwan came out of the Yan family's old house, she saw Yan Tingjue leaning against his car, it wasn't the one with the paint peeling off yesterday, it was another luxury car.

He likes cars. There are several limited edition luxury cars parked in the garage of the villa, and he will drive them alternately. She knows each one and remembers each license plate number.

The memory that people were once proud of, this will be too piercing.

"Jing Wanwan, what did you say to my grandfather when you came here?"

Jing Wanwan turned her eyes away and walked out, not wanting to talk to him.

He blocked her way, "Grandpa went to the company's legal counsel last night and wanted to give you [-]% of the shares, you..."

"I can't afford anything from the banquet." Jing Wanwan said coldly, "If you don't believe me, go in and ask grandpa."

Yan Tingjue frowned, "I'm that bad in your eyes?"

"Oh, it's more than bad." Jing Wanwan sneered, walked away from her and walked outside.

There was no taxi here, so she planned to leave the Yanjia area and call a taxi.

"Look, Jing Wanwan has come out of the banquet!"

A group of reporters with long guns and short cannons swarmed up, making Jing Wan Wan dumbfounded.

If I knew it earlier, I would have called Feng Liexing to come and pick her up.

"May I ask what is the relationship between you and Young Master Yan?"

"Did you and Yan Shao agree to get married? What agreement do you have?"

"Three years ago, did you catch Young Master Yan and use this to force him to marry you?"

"You have been married for many years and have no children. Is it because Young Master Yan doesn't want your child, or you can't have one?"

"Miss Jing Wanwan, I heard that you had an affair with Mr. Qin before Young Master Yan. Is this true?"

In the hot weather, Jing Wan Wan was dizzy from being asked one by one by everyone around her.

"Who is Mr. Qin?" She was at a loss.

"Qin Lang, the second in command of the shopping mall in Kyoto, Mr. Qin, can you still not know him?"

"Why do I need to know him?" Jing Wanwan showed an impatient face, her gaze coldly glanced at the people around her, "How did you know that I knew him and that I still have an unclear relationship with him?"

A reporter took out a photo and stretched it out in front of Jing Wanwan.

"It's a human being, isn't it you?"

Jing Wanwan narrowed her eyes. The red-faced and dazed girl in the photo seemed to be in a bar, wasn't it the night she slept with Yan Tingjue three years ago?
She has been to a bar once since she was a child, so she naturally remembers it.

But it is strange that in the photo there is a mature and steady man hugging him, handsome and well-maintained, his visual age should be 40 years old.

"Sorry everyone, I don't know this person."

"People are hugging you, you still don't know?"

Jing Wanwan frowned and thought, she really didn't remember such a person.

"Maybe I drank too much at the bar, and the waiter in the store just helped me."

"Miss Jing is really not blushing when she lies. This person is the famous Mr. Qin, and you call him a waiter!"

"How did a woman like you get involved with the Yan Family!"

"No wonder I haven't given birth to a child for Yan's family for so many years. Young Master Yan must know what kind of woman you are, and I don't want to have a bastard with you!"

The words became more and more ugly, and Jing Wanwan was surrounded by indifference and hostility.

The elf was already furious: "Master, kill chickens and monkeys, let them see how good you are!"

Jing Wanwan raised her hand and snatched the camera that was about to touch her face, threw it on the ground forcefully, stepped on it and crushed it.

"Get out of the way, or you don't even want this news."

Her stern look made the reporters back away, not wanting to be smashed by her snatching the camera.

Jing Wanwan walked out of the crowd and called Feng Liexing. The reporter who had smashed the camera pushed her, and her phone fell to the ground, and the screen shattered into pieces with a bang.

"Does it have to be like this?" She said coldly: "All those present belong to that media company. I remember your faces and badges. You are waiting to receive the letter of indictment tomorrow morning."

It is said that many reporters are already taking off the company labels on their badges and microphones.