Tycoon's Eye Candy Is Actually a Bigshot-Chapter 29 - Life will not last long

Lin Yue smiled gently, a motherly expression on her face as she spoke: “Susu, your father and I wanted to ask how you’ve been recently.

Where are you living now?

It was quite sudden yesterday, and Aunt Yue didn’t get the chance to ask you, I’m sorry.

It was my negligence.”

Su He heard the insincere words and raised her eyebrows slightly.

She looked at An Chengyuan and found it quite laughable.

They are now concerned about whether she’s been well, which is utterly ridiculous.

She scoffed: “No need to play nice with me here.

Ever since I left the An Family at the age of seven, how I’ve been is none of your business.”

Suddenly, her gaze turned icy, “Also, Ms.

Lin, you might be mistaken, I don’t have a father.” She said laughingly: “In the year I turned seven, he already died in my heart.”

Lin Yue was at a loss for words: “…”

She turned her head to glance at An Chengyuan beside her; he remained calm, showing no change in expression.

But in truth, hearing Su He say “I don’t have a father” felt like a knife to An Chengyuan’s heart.

“Susu, how can you say that?

Your father is still standing before you,” Lin Yue now spoke in a stricter maternal tone.

Su He: “He is merely your husband, as well as the father of your children.

What does that have to do with me?”

Just as Lin Yue was about to say something, An Chengyuan, who had been silent, chided, “Enough, shut up!”

Then he said sternly to Su He: “Whether you acknowledge it or not, you still carry my blood.

Besides, you don’t have to continue being the Old Madam’s attending physician.

I will have the hospital assign someone else.”

Finally, his expression severe and his face unusually cold, the words he uttered were ruthless: “Also, without my permission, you are not to see the Old Madam privately.

After all, you are no longer a part of the An Family.”

Su He just slightly furrowed her brows, unwavering.

Lin Yue was taken aback.

An Chengyuan’s attitude towards Su He was different today compared to yesterday.

She immediately feigned admonishment at his side: “Chengyuan, after all, Susu also carries your blood, and no matter where she is, she’s still a child of the An Family.

Your words are too harsh, they could hurt her feelings.”

In fact, she was thrilled inside.

It seemed that his sudden defense of Su He yesterday was to have her perform the surgery on the Old Madam.

She had someone covertly look into Su He’s background at the hospital yesterday and found out her medical skills were indeed excellent.

She worried that if An Chengyuan changed his mind and asked Su He to return to the An Family, all her previous efforts would go to waste.

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An Rui and An Mi were still young, completely unable to tap into the An Group’s affairs.

Right now, her only reliance was Xueyin to keep things stable.

Not in the mood to deal with these two, Su He turned and left.

Such an annoying event early in the morning; she was truly unlucky.

Just yesterday, she had finally escaped from that man, Jiang Yan, and was troubled by how she would live through the coming days.

…

At this moment, elsewhere.

Jiang Group.

Early in the morning, the entire meeting hall was as terrifying as the Asura Hell.

For everyone present, it was as if they were walking on the thin ice of an abyss, all of them excessively cautious and walking on eggshells.

Jiang Yan sat in the main seat, like an emperor high above, cold and frosty.

His complexion was pale, almost bloodless, which gave him a somewhat sickly air.

Even though he did not say a word, the kingly aura he exuded was enough to make those present feel a chill down their spines and as if there were thorns on their back.

Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi stood to the left and right behind the man, while Wan Muqi seemed somewhat carefree as he took his seat to the right side of Jiang Yan.

The first seat on the left was occupied by Jiang Zhongzhen, Jiang Yan’s uncle.

With a square face and thick eyebrows, his skin was tanned, and wrinkles were evident at the corners of his eyes and forehead.

Grey hairs were noticeable at his temples, presenting the image of righteousness and exuding vigor and sharpness.

He looked at Jiang Yan with a kindly expression which, however, was not all that profound.

He spoke, “Ah Yan, when did you return?

Why didn’t you tell your uncle in advance?”

Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi cast a glance at him without showing any emotion.

Wan Muqi was relatively more direct, with a natural laugh, he said, “Chairman Jiang, when did Ah Yan return that you wouldn’t know about it?

I’m afraid you’ve been informed since the moment he boarded the plane, weren’t you?”

The underlying meaning was: You’ve been surveilling him, how could you not know?

Jiang Zhongzhen’s face stiffened, and his expression sagged, he said sternly, “Mr.

Wan, some things should not be said recklessly.”

With an innocent shrug, Wan Muqi replied, “I didn’t say anything, Chairman Jiang.

What are you afraid of?”

Jiang Zhongzhen was momentarily left speechless: “…”

Jiang Yan ignored him, casting a cold gaze over those seated.

The man’s thin lips parted slightly, his voice dark and chilling, speaking without a smile, “I heard that all of you have convened a board meeting today, yet somehow, I, the chairman, have been left out.

May I know what this means?”

His tone was steady with no emotional fluctuation.

However, to the listeners, it was enough to send a shiver down their spines, silencing the entire room.

Rumors outside claimed that he wouldn’t live past thirty, that he was weak, but none of that affected the fearful aura he carried with him.

Even Jiang Zhongzhen felt intimidated by that presence for a moment.

In truth, he intended to keep it from him and replace the chairman, but since he had arrived, there was no longer a need to conceal it.

The majority of the shareholders in the room were his people, and he held the highest number of votes, so he was not fearful.

“Ah Yan, since you’re back, you should join us,” said Jiang Zhongzhen, his tone still seeming considerate as if thinking of Jiang Yan’s welfare: “We kept it from you because we didn’t want to hurt you.

The purpose of calling this board meeting is to replace the chairman.”

Only then did Jiang Yan turn to look at him, his demeanor composed, as he asked coolly, “Is that so?

Should I thank my uncle for his thoughtful consideration then?

Hmm?”

Jiang Zhongzhen had always been dissatisfied that the Old Madam had handed over the Jiang Family to Jiang Yan.

“Ah Yan, your uncle is concerned about you.

With your current health condition, how can you manage the entire Jiang Group?

Why don’t you just peacefully manage the overseas companies, without overworking yourself?

Live out your life comfortably and consider having an heir earlier.”

His words seemed reasonable, but they also served as a reminder to everyone not to forget that Jiang Yan’s days were numbered.

He was now twenty-nine, not far from thirty.

Jiang Yan kept his composure and said methodically, “Then my uncle can wait for my death before considering replacing the chairman.”

‘Pfft!’