Not Going Home

Jiang Xinlan looked at An Zhiyan with reddened eyes. "Little Yan, he is indeed your biological father." 

"I've made you suffer all these years," Wen Tingsheng said sincerely. "Now that I've finally found you, I hope that you can come back to the Wen family with me and let me make it up to you and your mother." 

Jiang Xinlan's expression was a little unsightly. In the end, she said, "I won't go back with you. But Little Yan has indeed suffered with me. If you're willing... She can..." 

"I'm not willing to go," An Zhiyan directly interrupted Jiang Xinlan's words.

Jiang Xinlan was also somewhat surprised. Wen Tingsheng stared at her in astonishment.

"I think life is pretty good now." Although there was a smile at the corner of An Zhiyan's mouth, her gaze was extremely indifferent.

Wen Tingsheng had suffered several setbacks in front of An Zhiyan. He was also somewhat dissatisfied.

"Little Yan, as long as you come back to the Wen family with me, you can go to a better school and receive an elite education. You will return to the upper class as the heir of Xing Hai Group. The An family that you used to live in is not even worth mentioning in front of the Wen family." 

Wen Tingsheng used extremely attractive conditions to tempt her. His gaze followed her closely.

Jiang Xinlan's gaze followed An Zhiyan closely. In her heart, she hoped for a better life for her daughter, but she couldn't bear to part with her daughter.

Wen Tingsheng had come with confidence. However, when he saw the distant indifference between An Zhiyan's brows once again, his confidence gradually crumbled.

"Mr. Wen." An Zhiyan's voice rang. "I don't like to repeat the same words twice." 

An Zhiyan stood up. "Mr. Wen, it's getting late. Let me send you out." 

She was chasing Wen Tingsheng away.

Wen Tingsheng fell silent. He was surprised by his daughter's behavior.

His daughter was still willing to stay at home to accompany her mother. Jiang Xinlan felt like she was being hugged, but at the same time, she couldn't help but advise, "Little Yan, think about it carefully. You must not feel forced to accompany me through hardships." 

"Mom, you won't suffer. I'll earn money to support you until you're old," An Zhiyan comforted Jiang Xinlan.

She was only stating a fact. As the world's number one assassin, she wouldn't be unable to support her mother.

When she said this, Jiang Xinlan was so moved that she cried.

Wen Tingsheng really couldn't understand how things had developed to this point. Looking at the mother and daughter, his heart ached.

"Mr. Wen." An Zhiyan urged him to leave quickly.

Wen Tingsheng could only helplessly stand up and follow An Zhiyan out the door.

Before getting into the car, Wen Tingsheng finally said gently, "No matter what, you're still my daughter. The Wen family's door is always open for you." 

An Zhiyan snorted coldly and turned to leave. Her retreating figure was cold and resolute.

Wen Tingsheng's heart instantly chilled.

"President Wen, is it over?" The secretary standing beside him only dared open her mouth after a long time. "Aren't you going to bring her back?" 

Wen Tingsheng gently shook his head. "I can't bring her back. Forget it." He suddenly changed the topic and said, "However, Little Yan has a lot of backbone. As expected of my daughter!" These words were more or less filled with admiration and affection.

The secretary really wanted to remind him that Miss An might not acknowledge him as her father.

At the An family's residence, An Yimo noticed her parents' solemn expressions the moment she entered the house. She went forward and asked what was wrong with concern. Chen Fang looked worried. "The accounts from the group headquarters today show that the An family's stocks have shrunk by tens of millions in the past few days." 

Tens of millions! This number had already exceeded An Yimo's understanding.

An Xiangnan also sighed. "I'm afraid we've offended some big shot!" 

"Hubby, do you think it's the Huo family? Maybe they found out that we asked Zhiyan to marry in Yimo's place, so they're angry and taking revenge," Chen Fang guessed.

An Xiangnan thought for a while and said with certainty, "It shouldn't be the case. If Elder Huo knew about this, he would definitely come to me first to question me. He wouldn't directly take action." 

Seeing that An Yimo was worried, Chen fang comforted her, "Yimo, don't worry. Our family business is very big. We won't lose too much." 

An Xiangnan frowned. He knew that the company's economic crisis would not be easily overcome.