Raised by bigots, I ran away

On Saturday, Yan Han rose up early.

After breakfast, Su Nanchuan sat in the yard listening to English, Yan Yangyang changed his clothes and came out, lightly took off the earphones in Su Nanchuan's ears, and said, "Nanchuan, I'm at home today."

"Brother is going out again today?"

Su Nanchuan looked up at him.

In fact, Su Nanchuan was used to Yan Tanyang's busy weekends, especially after knowing that Yan Tanyang would not ask Lin Yuemei for his living expenses.

On the one hand, he feels sorry for Yan Yang, but on the other hand, he can only watch him busy around, and he can't help much.

Yan Yang: "Well, stay at home obediently. If I come back early at night, I will buy you milk tea."

Su Nanchuan: "Okay."

Yan Qinyang pinched his ear: "There is money on the table, if you don't want to cook at noon, go out and eat something good."

Su Nanchuan smiled: "Okay, brother should also eat well..."

Yan Yangyang patted his head: "Well, then I'm leaving."

Su Nanchuan waved at him: "Bye, brother."

Yan Wenyang came out from home and took a taxi directly to Kenton. Before Zhao Yuan came, Yan Wenyang walked around Kenton and found the back door of Kenton Hotel in the northwest corner.

There are very few people at the back door, and most of the staff pass by here.

Yan Kangyang pretended to pass by with difficulty, just at this time an old man came over carrying several heavy boxes, those boxes were stacked one on top of the other, the top box was getting bigger and bigger with the walking of the old man. Crooked, it looks like it's about to fall.

Yan Qinyang hurriedly reached out to help, and the two of them moved the big boxes to a truck parked outside together.

The uncle wiped his sweat and said gratefully: "Young man, thank you!"

Yan Yang: "You're welcome."

The uncle took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and took out one for Yan Yang: "Young man, smoke one?"

Yan Yangyang refused: "Master, I don't smoke."

The uncle patted Yan Yang in approval: "It's good not to smoke, like me, I learned to smoke with my brother when I was a teenager, and now I can't quit even if I want to."

The uncle said so, but he lit a cigarette and took a puff happily.

The uncle is a chatterbox, so he took a break from his busy schedule and started chatting with Yan Yangyang.

"My brother just passed away from lung cancer last year, and my old lady is going to die to make me quit smoking. Young man, it's good if you don't smoke! If you don't smoke, you don't have to quit!"

Yan Qingyang: "As long as you persist, you can quit."

The uncle shook his head: "If you don't smoke, you don't know the taste of this cigarette. You can't quit after one puff."

Yan Qinyang smiled and said, "Master, do you work in this hotel?"

The uncle nodded: "Deliver goods, deliver things, do a part-time job, it's not a regular job."

Yan Yang: "That's it."

The uncle glanced at him and said, "Are you looking for someone?"

Yan Yangyang thought for a while, then nodded: "I want to find someone."

Uncle: "If you want to find someone, you can't go to the back door. You have to go to the lobby to find Manager Xiao Wang."

After the uncle finished speaking, he immediately waved his hand: "No, you can't find Manager Xiao Wang. This is a five-star hotel. You can't get in without checking in. The staff will not disclose the information of the guests to you."

Yan Yang: "Well, I know, that's why I came here to try my luck."

The uncle waved his hand: "It won't work here."

Yan Yang: "Okay, then I understand, thank you, sir."

Yan Yangyang probably understood the situation around Kenton, so he thought about leaving.

At this time, the old man suddenly said: "Young man, wait a minute. Well, for the sake of helping me just now, let me help you too. My niece works here. I can help you with whoever you want. You inquire about it."

Yan Tanyang's steps stopped for an instant: "Thank you, the person I'm looking for is Yan Yue. I just need to know when he will go downstairs."

The uncle immediately took out his cell phone and made a call.

After 3 minutes, the uncle hung up the phone and said: "My niece said that the person you are looking for lives in the best presidential suite here, and ordinary people can't find it easily."

Yan Hanyang is also aware of this point.

The uncle said again: "That person moved in two days ago, and he also lived here for a week a month ago. He will go out every day, but the time is not fixed."

Uncle, there is no difference between asking about it and not asking about it, it is all information that Yan Canyang can guess.

Yan Yang was about to say thank you, but the uncle said again: "However, my niece said that Mr. Yan took his secretary out early this morning, and they will definitely come back today if they haven't checked out. By the way, tell me again Just a message from you, my niece said that Mr. Yan's car is easy to recognize, and the Lincoln is longer, his car will usually stop at the gate, and when Mr. Yan gets off the car, you can see it."

This information is very useful.

Yan Yang: "Master, thank you!"

The uncle waved his hand: "You're welcome, come on, young man!"

Yan Wenyang bid farewell to the uncle, and walked all the way to Kenton's main entrance.At the entrance of the main entrance, there are two doormen standing there to welcome the guests who come to live in the hotel.

Yan Qingyang stood in an unobtrusive corner, carefully observed the passing vehicles, and called Zhao Yuan by the way to tell him about the situation.

Zhao Yuan: "Brother Yan, you have worked hard, stay there first, my dad will make a video call to me later, and I will go over when it is over."

Yan Yang: "Yes, fine."

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the other side.

In a Mercedes-Benz extended Lincoln on the main road of Changshen Avenue, Yan Yue, the CEO of Yueying Group, was listening to Secretary Liu's report on his work with his eyes closed.

There is a soothing piano sound in the car, with a touch of sandalwood.

Secretary Liu's voice was straight and full of hypnosis, but the few things he said were quite important. Although Yan Yue closed his eyes, he listened carefully.

Secretary Liu quickly finished his report.

Yan Yue slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at Secretary Liu and said, "Secretary Liu, you can be the host of the broadcast."

Secretary Liu chuckled, and said a little embarrassedly: "To tell you the truth, I actually came from a major in broadcasting and hosting."

Yan Yue: "Oh? Really? There are such talents in our company? Then this year's annual meeting can be hosted by you."

Secretary Liu quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I can't take Secretary Wang's job."

Yan Yue laughed haha.

At this time, Secretary Liu suddenly said: "By the way, Mr. Yan, there is one more thing. You asked me to check on that boy last time."

Yan Yue immediately stopped laughing, no one noticed, he even sat up a little more, and looked at Secretary Liu expectantly: "Have you found it?"

Secretary Liu: "Found it."

Secretary Liu took out a stack of thin A4 papers from his briefcase, and handed it to Yan Yue: "The fax from over there last night."

Yan Yue took it and saw the first line. He was slightly startled, and read: "Yan Yang..."

"His surname is Yan too."

His surname is also Yan.

This sentence seemed to be surprised, sighed, and expected.

Secretary Liu actually saw that Yan Yue's eyes were slightly moist, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

Yan Yue: "Born on September 9th, I just turned 10... Counting the days, it should be..."

Yan Yue kept staring at those few A4 papers, reading them over and over again.

Yan Yue didn't stop until the car finally stopped at a certain golf course.

"Secretary Liu."

Yan Yue got out of the car.

Secretary Liu: "Boss Yan, please tell me."

Yan Yue: "Go and find that boy."

Secretary Liu: "Yes."

However, Yan Yue took a few steps forward, and suddenly said: "No, don't look for him yet."

Secretary Liu was taken aback for a moment.

Yan Yue said again: "Is he in the No. [-] Middle School of Shenqing City? Next week, I will go there in person."

Secretary Liu: "Yes."

-

On the other side, Yan Canyang didn't know that the person he was looking for was planning to find him.

Yan Yangyang had been waiting from morning to noon.

At noon, the sun above his head was a little big, so Yan Kangyang went to a nearby small supermarket to buy a bottle of water and a sandwich, hid in a shaded place, and finished his lunch in a few mouthfuls.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Yan Tanyang thought it was Su Nanchuan, so he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, but the caller was not Su Nanchuan, but Lin Yuemei.

Yan Yangyang's complexion suddenly darkened, he reached out and hung up the phone.

But after a while, the phone rang again.

Yan Yangyang hung up again.

After a while, Yan Yang received a text message from Lin Yuemei: [Pick up the phone, I have something to say! 】

Lin Yuemei's phone rang again.

Yan Qinyang stared at the phone's screen with deep eyes, but in the end he still picked it up.

As soon as the phone was connected, Lin Yuemei came up and asked, "Has anyone come to see you recently?"

Yan Tanyang didn't understand why Lin Yuemei asked him such a question. Lin Yuemei never cared about who came to him, so it was a bit inexplicable to ask this question on the phone.

Yan Yangyang answered her impatiently, and said in a bad tone: "What's the matter?"

Lin Yuemei: "Tell me first, is there anyone coming to see you? A stranger."

Yan Yang: "No."

Lin Yuemei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yan Yang: "It's okay, I'm dead."

Lin Yuemei: "Wait, listen, didn't you always want to know who your real father is?"

Yan Qinyang's hand holding the phone tightened for an instant. He used to really want to know who his biological father was, but Lin Yuemei never wanted to tell him. Moreover, once he asked, Lin Yuemei would be furious, saying that your father was dead. up.

Little Yan Yang naturally believed it, and never asked again since then.

But why did Lin Yuemei suddenly want to tell him who his biological father was?

Lin Yuemei: "Your father's name is Yan Dongshan. He was my first love. He died in a car accident as early as the second year of your birth. Do you remember?"

Yan Qinyang's brows frowned slightly. He felt that something was wrong with Lin Yuemei telling him now. Lin Yuemei's voice sounded very nervous, as if her whole body was trembling. Based on Yan Hanyang's understanding of her, this was A harbinger of madness.

Yan Yangyang didn't want to mess with her anymore, and was about to hang up the phone, but Lin Yuemei said again: "Yan Dongshan has enemies, so if someone comes to you recently, don't listen to anything he says, don't believe it, let alone Don't go with him."

Yan Yang: "Why should I trust you?"

Lin Yuemei roared instantly: "Yan Yang, who else can you trust if you don't believe me! Only I know who your father is! I'm not joking with you, remember what I said, and don't believe anything other people say , don't believe anything!"

Yan Tanyang felt that Lin Yuemei was crazy, and he still had business to do, and he really didn't want to argue with her on the phone, so he said coldly, "I see."

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Yuemei sat on the sofa with a pale face.

She looked at a point in front of her, smiled wryly, and then said to herself: "I knew you would suspect, I knew you would investigate, you are so smart... Yan Yue, after all these years, you still..."

She pressed her lips tightly and swallowed the last words into her stomach.

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