Yan Lin regarded Yan Gu as his own son and had long left the company to him, while he was behind the scenes in the pillow garden.

Su Xiang's appearance made Yan Lin embarrassed. In addition to recognizing his relatives, he also had to face family business problems. This is something that he had to consider after Joy.

It’s not that the money and power will be put out in a relationship, but this is a real problem, which is better than the mess in the future.

Yan Lin knew that he had a biological daughter, which was left by Chen Yan for his child. He wanted to compensate him, so how could he compensate him? He wanted to pick the stars in the sky for her, but in his hands, the best one now is Nanxing Company.

As parents, I always want to leave the best for my children.

But Yan Lin did not expect that Su Xiang would not publicly recognize her relatives.

If she refused to admit it, with a word from a godfather, how could he put the company in her hands?

Yan Lin nodded and said, "Su Xiang, to be honest, you are right. If you don't show up, everything in the Yan family will be Yan Gu." There is no doubt about this.

"But I don't want you to feel wronged. I owe your mother, I owe you too much..." His tone subsided. Besides, he obviously has a biological daughter, pure Ye family blood, and of course everything from the Yan family is to be handed over to her.

As long as she promised to recognize her relatives publicly, he would not care about Ye Cheng's resurrection from the dead, and could let go of the shame of that year. As for Chen Yan... Chen Yan should also hope that Su Xiang can recognize her ancestors and return to her hometown.

Yan Lin also wanted to persuade Su Xiang, and Su Xiang smiled slightly and said, "A few days, I have insisted on finding the answer, wanting to know why I am a mute, wanting to know why Su Mingdong treats me so much, and why Su Run treats me like an enemy. After searching for clues one by one, I found this place."

"I insist on searching because I want to know who I am and where my roots are, not for the family business and property, or for the false name of a young lady."

Speaking of this, Su Xiang paused, a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said, "If I suddenly became the eldest lady of the Yan family, I might not have a comfortable life."

The power of Beicheng is complicated. When she was the mute daughter of the Su family, everyone disliked her, but she became the eldest lady of the Yan family, and there were more "friends" to come to make friends.

"Besides, I know where my abilities are. I can run my studio well, but as a company as a large Nanxing Company, I know that I have limited abilities, so that's too tiring."

Like Fu Hanchuan and Qi Lingyang, they read reports, hold meetings, and meet customers every day. They look relaxed and have a style of guiding the country. But behind this style is the job of tens of thousands of people. A mistake in decision-making may lead to billions of losses.

Su Xiang thought that her back was thin and could not bear such a lot of pressure. At the end of last year, the crisis that occurred in her studio was caused by Su Liyi's trouble, which made her so worried that she could not sleep or eat. If it were a big company like Nanxing Company, she would have to keep her sleep for twenty-four hours a day without sleeping.

This is just a matter of making money. Internally, the shareholders and senior leaders within the company are planning for their own acre of land. She must be able to suppress these people, but she can't suppress them.

Besides, let alone those shareholders and senior executives, Yan Gu has worked hard in the company and made great contributions. He is the second second person after the founder in Nanxing Company. She can't beat him when she goes to Nanxing Company, right?

She has never put in any effort, so she is worried when she stays.

Su Xiang smiled and said, "I have never put in any effort or invested a penny in Nanxing Company. How can I convince people to sit in that position?"

Seeing that her attitude was firm, Yan Lin had to let go and stop talking. Thinking about it carefully, he just recognized her daughter and asked her to work hard at the company, and he couldn't bear to see her hard work. After thinking about it this way, he completely stopped thinking about it.

She refused to accept the position of the heir, so he could leave the company shares to her, and every young and relaxed, giving her dividends to the company, so that she could do whatever she wanted. Anyway, the Yan family would support her in the future, so who would dare to bully her again?

Thinking of this, Yan Lin thought of something, looked at Su Xiang deeply and said, "Okay, since you don't agree, then according to your wishes, let's accept your family outside."

His eyes were filled with hope: "Then, then now you can... be..."

Yan Lin stretched his neck, hoping that he could hear her call him "father". She was about to go back. Although he would also go back to Beicheng, he would be satisfied if he could hear her call him now.

Seeing the desire in his eyes, Su Xiang bit her lower lip. The word "father" was extremely heavy to her and she couldn't say it for a while. She stammered and shouted: "Father, father."

This is the first thing she could say when she spoke, her father, this is her real father, and she has a blood-thicker relationship with him. When Su Xiang shouted that, she felt that her eyes became brighter.

She had relatives again, and she laughed, and he laughed too.

Outside the study corridor, Fu Hanchuan held the railings with his hands and looked at the hall on the first floor. The flowers on the coffee table in the living room downstairs had been replaced with lilies. The rich fragrance filled the air, and the flowers were fresh and pleasant, but he didn't like it. He thought that roses were still beautiful. But this place was not his decision, so he could only look at it like this.

He had been waiting here for a while, and the sky outside had dimmed. Fu Hanchuan looked at his wrist watch, turned his head to look at the door panel that was still closed. The separation was imminent, and the father and daughter who had just met wanted to talk for a while, but he couldn't say anything. He was a little panicked and annoyed, and he had the urge to smoke a cigarette. But this place was not his territory, nor a public place, so he could only endure it.

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs. Fu Hanchuan looked over there and saw Yan Gu walking slowly up.

He is tall, 1.9 meters tall, several centimeters taller than Fu Hanchuan. He has a cold and arrogant temperament and a kingly demeanor. Every steady step is on the stairs, as if he is tying a watch, and the sounds of dong dong are the same.

Fu Hanchuan turned his body sideways, and Yan Gu walked towards him. The two of them just crossed the corridor. He did not stop, and Fu Hanchuan did not come forward to say hello.

Fu Hanchuan turned his head slightly and looked at the man passing by him. He had already walked to another study room and pushed the door open and went in.

The study room of the father and son of the Yan family is designed adjacent to each other, which is convenient for communication and is also open independently. Yan Gu never came out after entering.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes turned slightly and he looked at Yan Lin's study door again. He had been talking to Su Xiang for so long, so he probably talked about something, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door opened and Su Xiang walked out, behind him was Yan Lin. Su Xiang was slightly stunned when she saw him, what was he waiting for here?

Fu Hanchuan's eyes passed by Su Xiang, and looked straight at Yan Lin and said, "Boss Yan, I want to talk to you."

Su Xiang looked at him, looked back at Yan Lin, frowned, what are they going to talk about?

I heard Yan Lin say, "It just so happens that I have something to talk to you, come in." He turned around and went in.

Su Xiang went out and Fu Hanchuan entered. When the two of them broke through, Fu Hanchuan held her hand and whispered in her ear: "Go downstairs and wait for me."

His breathing was blowing hotly on Su Xiang's ears. She shrank her neck and glared at him on the side of her cheek. She didn't look at this place, but she was touching her feet. Why did she act so intimately? She pulled out her hand and walked out, stepping onto the stairs.

When she arrived at the stairs, she put her hand on the handrail and turned to look at the study. Fu Hanchuan asked her to wait downstairs. Are you still afraid that she would be able to eavesdrop outside?

Ridiculous.

Su Xiang curled her lips and walked downstairs. She wanted to find Mrs. Shen again.

In the study, Yan Lin sat on Huang Huali's chair, put his arms on the arc-shaped armrest, and saw Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang's intimacy, his face became darker again, and his fingers holding the armrest tightened.

Fu Hanchuan closed the door and turned to meet Yan Lin's long face.

He wanted Yan Lin to see his intimacy with Su Xiang, so he walked to the chair opposite Yan Lin with a calm look on his face, looking very natural.

In the middle is a tea table carved from huge tree roots, with a complete set of Chinese tea sets, purple clay teapots from Yixing, and Taiping Houkui from Anhui. In addition to the fragrance of ink treasures, the fragrance of tea in the study room is the fragrance of tea.

After Fu Hanchuan came in, he did not look around. The sunset from the stained glass hit him slanted. He was cold and imposing, sitting upright, and did not appear cowardly because the person in front of him was the president of Nanxing Company. Instead, because he was Su Xiang's father, he restrained his edge.

The two men looked at each other without speaking. In the air, the sound of the pendulum swinging was slow and powerful, with only a single rhythm, and Fu Hanchuan's breathing was always stable.

Water was boiled in the kettle, and when it boiled, it made a gurgling sound, and white smoke rose.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and looked forward, leaned forward, reached out to pick up the kettle and poured water into the purple clay pot. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yan Lin: "Uncle Yan."

Yan Lin glanced at the teacup in his hand, but did not answer, and said indifferently: "It would be better for you to call me Boss Yan."

There is a rule in China. If the elders bring the tea to each other, they will agree with them. Yan Lin has lived in Malay for decades, but if he wants to talk about the old rules, he knows much more than Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Hanchuan's hand paused in the air. He was rejected, but he did not show a look of shame and embarrassment. The corners of his lips curled slightly, his arms sank down, and the tea was placed on the tea table in front of Yan Lin. The tea only swayed gently, and after a few rounds of ripples, it calmed down.

This shows that the person who puts the teacup has a good grasp of his strength, neither humble nor arrogant, confident and calm, and is determined to win.

Fu Hanchuan withdrew his hands and placed his hands on both knees.

Yan Lin looked at him and said, "Su Xiang has changed his words and called me father just now."

Fu Hanchuan smiled and said, "Then congratulations."

Yan Lin said again: "She did not accept the Nanxing Company I want to give to her."

Fu Hanchuan's expression did not change and he said, "It was expected."

Yan Lin's body moved, leaned against the arc of the chair, rubbing his fingers on the smooth armrest. He looked at Fu Hanchuan and said lightly: "Fu Hanchuan, although I have friendship with your father and have cooperated, one code will be the same."

He raised his hand, pointed at Fu Hanchuan, stared at him firmly, and his face became extremely majestic. He said, "You, leave Su Xiang, don't get close to her again!"

Yan Lin's speech was sonorous and powerful, with an irresistible meaning. As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to solidify.

Fu Hanchuan's breathing finally sank. He took a deep breath, looked straight at Yan Lin, and said, "Uncle Yan, I call you uncle again because I don't regard your daughter as anyone else now. She is my child's mother. Logically speaking, if she has changed her words, I should change my words, and call you father-in-law. But I respect you and think that calling you uncle will slowly accept it, just like letting her slowly accept me."

Yan Lin's breathing was suffocated and almost broke his breath. He suddenly straightened his back and patted the armrest and said, "You--"

He let out a heavy sigh, waved his hand, and refused firmly: "Impossible!"

Su Xiang married into their Fu family and saw what life they lived. The wind and rain in the north city were all created by their family. But at that time he just watched the fun and felt heartbroken now.

How could he know that it was his daughter? He was cut off from his heart by the grievance!

Without his father as his support, now they will never have this opportunity again!

Yan Lin suddenly stood up, walked to his desk, took out a thick stack of materials from the drawer, walked over and threw them hard on the coffee table.

The information was all about Su Xiang's life after she went to the Fu family and all her affairs.

Iron evidence!

From the first day of his recognition with Su Xiang, Yan Lin asked someone to check everything about Su Xiang again, as detailed as possible. Who knows that when he looked at these things, every word was like a needle.

Su Mingdong was dead, and he just wanted to make Su Run so viciously. It was such a cheap price for him!

And the Fu family, they treated him and Shen Yan’s precious daughter like that, and he had no friendship with the Fu family!

Excluding her and ignoring her, thinking that she is a humiliation and a burden, and thinking that she has made their Fu family lose face?

Haha, now you want her with a shameless face?

Yan Lin sat down and said nothing more, his eyes were full of anger and contempt. These information were enough to make Fu Hanchuan get out, and what face would he have to talk to him?

Now, he used these iron evidence to humiliate Fu Hanchuan.

When you are in trouble, do you think of Su Xiang?

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the thing in front of him, picked it up and flipped it over. His face was not very good-looking, but his expression was still calm.

Yan Lin said sarcastically: "Is there a sentence written on it that is a lie?"

Fu Hanchuan put down the stack of things, and every description above was no clearer than the person involved. He straightened his face and said sincerely: "No."

"Do you feel ashamed?"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips and tightened his fist on his knees. In his life, he felt humiliated when he refused to propose to him by 6 Vicky, and when he was designed by the Su family, he felt humiliated. He felt even more unwilling and ashamed to marry Su Xiang, but he has never been ashamed and guilty as he is now.
To be continued...