Destiny of Rebirth

Yang Xin unlocked it, took the dinner plate from Mama Zhang, and walked into the bedroom with it.

Yan Huan continued to scribble and draw on the paper just like the previous few days.

Yang Xin has seen some interior design drawings and furniture patterns.Yang Xin sighed, she was really not a competent mother.She didn't know when her son liked designing or when she learned about the company.

"Xiao Huan, let's eat first."

"Okay, Mom."

Yan Huan smiled at his mother, and obediently ate at the table.For the past two weeks, he has been locked in the room by his parents, eating, drinking, and messing up all in the room.My mother stayed at home to watch her, and she delivered the three meals in person.

Watching Yan Huan eat all the food, Yang Xin looked a little better.She took out the document bag next to the dinner plate and handed it to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan took it and opened it, inside there was a school introduction, admission notice, identity certificate, student ID card and deposit card.

Yan Huan took out the school introduction, "Frankfurt Boarding International High School?"

He expected that his father would not leave by himself.Yan Zhenan was angry at the time, Yan Huan naturally followed his words and wanted to run away from home.

It can be said that Yan Huan knows her father well, so she is cautious and will not let Yan Huan out of his control.Yan Zhenan also knew his son, he was very stubborn, and could no longer stay in City A for the time being.

Yan Huan thought his father would send him to City S, but Yan Zhenan was so cruel that he sent him abroad directly.

Yang Xin was reluctant to part with her son, but she couldn't resist her husband's decision, "Your father has already completed the admission procedures for you, and the flight will be early tomorrow morning."

Yan Huan met her mother's worried eyes and comforted her with a smile, "Understood, I will go. I can take care of myself, so don't worry."

"Xiao Huan, study well and stop thinking about the company. When you grow up, you will be able to understand your parents. I will pick you up as soon as your father calms down."

Yan Huan nodded in response, and did not argue with her mother any more.

Yang Xin felt sorry for her son, and explained many matters in a rambling manner, helping Yan Huan to go to bed early by helping him pack his luggage.

Yan Huan couldn't sleep.He flipped through the school introduction, thinking about his future plans.

In fact, when Yan Huan pointed out in front of his parents that they brought down the Cen Wan Group, he didn't really want to quarrel with Yan's parents, let alone expect them to turn themselves in.

At first, Yan Huan wanted to shock his father and mother, hoping that they would restrain themselves in the future, and even change a little.

Secondly, Yan Huan needs an opportunity, an opportunity to leave Yan's family.

Yan Huan is only a 15-year-old high school student. Even if he has evidence, Yan Zhenan's status in City A today will not be investigated by the procuratorate.

Yan Huan had to wait until he was able to find evidence that would save his parents' lives, and even save Yan Shi before he could report his parents.

Yan Huan was even faster, he couldn't be slower than Lin Xiaoran, and he couldn't wait for the man to do it himself.But at the Yan family, he couldn't do that.

Yan Huan needs to have his own influence, strength, and money, all of which belong to him alone.In this way, he will be able to help Yan's crisis in the future, instead of being involved together.

Yan Huan put away the school things and sat back at the desk to continue drawing.

This time, Yan Huan doesn't want to be a rich president or a celebrity superstar, but only wants to work in the design industry he loves.When the dust settles in the future, there are also careers that can be commemorated and devoted to.

Yan Huan majored in design in her previous university, but it is a pity that she will learn to manage a company with Yan Zhenan immediately after graduation.Later, because Lin Xiaoran liked his singing voice, he entered the industry and became a singer.In the end, I didn't touch the paintbrush again for several years.

Yan Huan painted all night until his mother came to call him and sent him to the plane with tears in his eyes.Yan's father never showed up.

Yan Huan looked at the white clouds outside the window and closed his eyes, maybe Germany is a good start.

Three years later, Frankfurt, Germany

Clara jumped onto the desk and sat down, pulled out the touchpad, and looked at the person who was working hard on the drawing with hatred.I asked him to come to the dormitory to play, but this man brought the drawing board.

Yan Huan sighed, raised his head helplessly, and motioned for the other party to return the things.

Clara curled her lips, and put the touchpad back into Yan Huan's hand, "Jesse, starting tomorrow is the Christmas holiday, you shouldn't be drawing design drawings now."

Yan Huan had long been used to this friend he had known for three years, and without looking up, he answered her in fluent German, "My luggage has already been packed."

Clara rolled her eyes, struggling to choose the clothes to wear for the holiday, "I mean you should be more excited, the holiday is coming soon, it's Christmas!"

"I told you before that the Chinese don't celebrate Christmas."

"Yeah, yeah, I remember, Christmas in China is Spring Festival."

Clara picked out a coat and nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Yan Huan incomprehensibly, "I just don't understand why you have to keep yourself so busy? At first it was to make money to support yourself, even though your parents A lot of money is given to you, but you don’t take a dime.”

Yan Huan put down her pen, turned to Clara and shrugged innocently.

"Later, it was to prove myself, participate in competitions, and accumulate experience."

Yan Huan laughed, noncommittal.

"This semester is for submitting works and applying for universities. But now you have been confirmed to be admitted to the University of Munich. I really don't understand why you can't relax and enjoy the vacation."

"Because I like it." Yan Huan pointed to the red Chanel sweater, "That one matches your coat very well."

Clara immediately put the sweater in the trunk.Although Yan Huan doesn't like wearing famous brands, she has a good eye for learning design and can always match them perfectly.

Clara didn't let him deviate from the topic, "That's not a very good answer."

Yan Huan smiled meaninglessly and didn't answer Clara again.

He is really drawing pictures now because he likes it, so he doesn't feel tired.

In the first year of his career, Yan Huan made money from designing.The ordinary interior design is not good, and the money is too slow.

He designed a set of indoor plumbing circulation system and a set of human environment interaction system based on the concept of the next seven or eight years, and sold it at a high price after applying for a patent.Use that money as principal and put it into the stock market.

Yan Huan previously minored in financial management in college, so he knows the market trends in these years very well.He does not make short-term profits, but only catches long-term big fish. After three years, his savings have reached nine figures.In addition to the stocks he holds, Yan Huan no longer takes money from Yan's father.Even from the second academic year, the tuition fees are paid by themselves.

Yan Huan concentrates on studying interior design and furniture design, maybe he really has a bit of talent, coupled with the experience he has accumulated before, he is able to spy on opportunities.Participated in many competitions exhibition results are very good.

Yan Huan became more and more fascinated, and usually took some cases online.If nothing else, I just like designing.

Clara finally stuffed two suitcases, and sat down on the desk again, with a gossip smile on her face, "Then you still want to invite that man to dinner this Christmas?"

Yan Huan nodded, "If we can meet."

"Hey, you should be chasing him. Running into the same guy on the same day every year is the stuff of a romantic movie."

Yan Huan really can't stand Clara's pink feelings, she likes to pair him with handsome guys after she knows her sexuality.

"It's absolutely impossible for me and him to be a romantic movie." A dog-blood revenge drama is almost the same.

Clara obviously didn't buy it, "If you don't like him, why invite him to dinner every year."

"Because...it's a coincidence."

Seeing Clara's suspicious expression, Yan Huan laughed out loud.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, Yan Huan wouldn't believe it would be such a coincidence.

Yan Huan only returns to China for two weeks every year during the Christmas holiday.Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoran's birthday was during the period.

On the Christmas day that was only half a year after his rebirth, Yan Zhenan gave his son a hard reprimand.Yan Huan didn't show any weakness, but in the end he got tired of seeing each other, he put on a coat and went out.

When I went out, I realized that I had nowhere to go.Yan Huan was wandering on the street, suddenly remembered that it was Lin Xiaoran's birthday, and felt a little sad for some reason.Lin Xiaoran doesn't have a luxurious birthday party now, does anyone celebrate his birthday?

Unknowingly went to West Street, but standing at the door of the bar, Yan Huan felt that he was ridiculous.Not to mention that Lin Xiaoran is no longer only in charge of West Street, even if he is in charge of affairs, he will not be there every day.

Yan Huan didn't look for one room this time, and went directly to the bar last time, but Lin Xiaoran was really not there.

Yan Huan ordered a cocktail, and was about to leave after drinking, but ran into Lin Xiaoran who had just walked in.

Yan Huan was taken aback for a moment, and his heart, which had been calm for a long time, became confused again.But this time he was much calmer than half a year ago, took a deep breath, and tried his best to smile.

Lin Xiaoran was a little surprised when he saw him, he obviously recognized Yan Huan, and in a blink of an eye he walked in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"Dinner? I invite you." Yan Huan looked at the man, the words came out of his brain, and he bit his lower lip annoyed after finishing speaking.

Lin Xiaoran was probably used to Yan Huan's abruptness, so he nodded, turned around, said a few words to the people following him, and walked out of the bar.Yan Huan followed closely behind him.

They still went to the restaurant half a year ago.Lin Xiaoran ordered food, Yan Huan paid the bill, the two finished their meal in silence, and then Yan Huan took a taxi home.

If it wasn't for the uncomfortable stomach, Yan Huan even suspected that the meal just now was just a dream.

Mingming decided not to get involved with Lin Xiaoran any more, but in the second year, Christmas Yanhuan still went to West Street uncontrollably.

I met Lin Xiaoran in that bar again, except that there were more younger brothers around him, things were no different from the previous two times.

Same problem, same restaurant, Lin Xiaoran orders, Yan Huan pays, silent table.

Yan Huan didn't like to invite Lin Xiaoran to dinner, but he couldn't control it.

In the past three years, Yan Huan has been very busy and tired, and he rarely thinks about the past, but he still can't get rid of Lin Xiaoran's influence on him.

Yan Huan thought that he didn't love Lin Xiaoran, so he could face it calmly.But the moment he sees a man, the emotions buried in the deepest part of his heart will still surge up.

Yan Huan let out a long sigh.Forget it, it will be indifferent in a few years.

"Hey! You're back to your senses!" Clara yelled in Yan Huan's ear, pulling him back from his memories.

"You also said that you didn't like him, and you were so dazed thinking about men." Clara smiled lewdly.

Yan Huan pushed away the approaching face, "Really not", paused, "This year is probably the last time."

"Oh, No! Why?" Clara was still looking forward to the follow-up story of Romantic.

Yan Huan smiled, but no matter how much Clara pestered her, she didn't give an answer.