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"Daddy, I just got the Best Rookie award. If it was just a normal exhibition, how would others think of me?!" Yan MengRou was crying her heart out.

She passed the interview, but was third from the bottom, showing that the car was just an ordinary luxury car.

As she consoled her in a low voice, Yan Gaoqing began to coax her by calling her "darling daughter".

This kind of scene was a common sight at night. The treasure in the hands of the Yan Clan had always been Yan Mengrou alone. She was numb to the sight.

"Yan Chen Rui, you have to give up this position to Meng Rou. Otherwise, we won't be funding your treatment anymore!" Yan Gaoqing was extremely patient and used his trump card.

"Father, you said that as long as I marry Fu Sihan, all of you wouldn't think of doing anything to little Rui!"

"That was in the past when you were a signed celebrity. Now that you aren't, is that the case?" Yan Gaoqing laughed coldly, "If Third Young Master Fu really dotes on you, ask Third Young Master to pay for Yan ChenRui's medical expenses if you have the ability. If you can't, then listen to your family!"

A person's heart is not satisfied with swallowing an elephant. After this compromise, there would be countless more. Therefore, she absolutely could not compromise!

"Dad, if you really want to do this, I can only tell the third young master that his wife was originally the young mistress of the Yan family, Yan MengRou, and that I was just a substitute that you prepared ten years ago," the night didn't matter, "In any case, when the time comes, we will all die together!"

"You heard it?! You actually dare to threaten me! "

Yan Gaoqing stood up angrily and threw a slap at Yan Wan.

"Pah!"

A loud, crisp sound echoed in the courtyard.

She felt her mind go blank for a moment, her left cheek went numb, and there was the taste of blood in her mouth.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Tonight. Let me tell you, if you don't agree today, don't even think of walking out of this door!" Yan Gaoqing loathed being disobeyed, "Complaint? "I want to see how you're going to sue."

Yan MengRou wiped her tears away with a tissue as she sent a provocative look to Yanyan, "I already said, regardless of whether it is the first round of the first round or the tournament champion, you are just acting as a springboard for me!"

She wondered what era it was, why would they need to report it in person? The phone was invented as a decoration?

Unfortunately, it was impossible for her to complain to Fu Sihan.

No identity, no position, and most importantly, without the love of Fu Sihan, the act of denouncing him was just a joke.

She did not have the habit of humiliating herself.

At this moment, a servant hastily walked over.

"Mister, Madam, Miss, the Fu Family's Third Young Master is here!"

"What?!"

Yan Gaoqing fart. Just as Qian was about to sit back down on the sofa, she instantly jumped up and her gaze fell on Yan Wan's swollen face. That old face could not conceal the guilt and panic in her heart.

Even if she wasn't highly regarded by Fu Sihan at night, she was still Fu Sihan's wife. They had promised to humiliate Fu Sihan at night, not to mention that Fu Sihan had actually come looking for her personally!

Even Wen Xue could not sit still. She looked left and right, trying to guess that Yan Wan's face would not be handled well at the moment. She glared at him and warned him, "Stay in your room, you are not allowed to come out. Do you hear me?"

He said to the servant, "Bring the second lady upstairs!"

"Second Miss, this way please." The servant was sympathetic, but she was an unfavoured illegitimate daughter.