ld be emotionally excited or out of control or something. Seeing him seem so happy, she felt relieved at once. 。"I told you so, that rabbit definitely gave birth to a son." 。“Oh, our little Annian is...Lily knocked on the door and then walked into the conversation room.
"Close the door," An Yisheng said coldly, sitting on the sofa.
Liu Huawen glanced at An Yisheng, who exuded mature and dignified charm with his cold and handsome appearance. Time seemed to treat him well; even though he was over fifty, his face showed little sign of aging, looking more like he was in his thirties.
Have An Yixing let her close the door.
Some ideas flashed through Liu Huawen's mind, and she closed the door impulsively, locking it.
"Professor An, are you looking for me"
Four sofas were placed on all sides of the tea table. Liu Huawen walked to the neighboring sofa closest to An Yisheng and sat down.
"Sit on the couch across from me." An Yisheng frowned, his voice cold.
Liu Huawu's body stiffened, she slowly stood up and walked to the sofa opposite An Yisheng; she pretended to sit gracefully, her hands resting on her lap, her arms straight, squeezing her chest with her inner arm, her expression revealing a hint of shyness.
"Do you know why I'm looking for you" An Yisheng asked expressionlessly.
"No... I don't know." Liu Huawu shook her head lightly, in a feigned, coquettish voice.
An Yisheng's legs were elegantly crossed, her body leaning back on the sofa.
He coldly asked, "Ms. Liu Huawen, has my little daughter offended you"
Liu Huali's heart sank, as if she had guessed the purpose of An Yisheng looking for her.
But soon, she denied it.
She told others that Tang An Ge was getting married through a matchmaking process, claiming she had overheard it from her sworn enemy. If An Yi Sheng was looking for information about this, he should go to her sworn enemy instead.
"It was not Tang An Ge's fault."
"So, why are you spreading rumors about her marrying into a wealthy family" An Yisheng's voice suddenly dropped.
"She really…" got married. Liu Huawen's voice faltered, she lowered her head and corrected herself: "I, I didn't spread rumors that Tang Ange classmate got married, Professor An, are you mistaken"
Everything hinges on evidence.
As long as the evidence isn't placed before her, she'll deny it outright.
An Yisheng curled her lips coldly: "Liu Huawen, spreading rumors is illegal. I called you here because you're a student; if you insist on being stubborn and unrepentant, then fine. I'll report this to the police and let them investigate who is spreading the rumors about Xiaoger. Then, legal procedures will be followed."
Although the Tang family has immense power, they will not abuse it for personal gain. However, you should know that the Tang family's legal team is the strongest in R country.
The Tang family's legal team has represented R Country and other countries in court cases, and they have won.
Upon hearing this, Liu Huawen's face turned pale, and her expression was full of fear and anxiety.
An Yisheng asked again: "Not saying"
and took out his phone from his pants pocket.
"I didn't spread rumors!" Liu Huawen argued. "The last time I saw that man come to school to pick up Tang Angelica, I had dinner with Tang Angelica yesterday and asked her if that man was her husband by marriage, and she didn't deny it."
"Her silence was tantamount to an admission, wasn't it" An Yisheng asked with a chilling voice.
"If it wasn't...why wouldn't she deny it."
Liu Huawen pretended to be wronged and innocent.
"Who do you think you are Are you close to Xiao Ge'er Why would she tell you her private affairs She doesn't defend herself, she's just too lazy to talk to you."
Liu Huawu's face flushed back and forth between pale and red, biting her lip, her hands clenched tightly into fists.
She especially dislikes Tang An'ge's air of superiority and her dismissive attitude.
Having been away from home for nearly twenty years, before returning to the Tang family, she, Tang An Ge, lived a life worse than even her own. Now, as the second Miss Tang, she flaunts her favored status and often puts on an airs of superiority, making it clear that others are beneath her.
Nauseated!...Second Floor Banquet HallMany guests saw An Pingting's pale face, disheveled clothes stained with blood, running down from the resting area on the third floor, muttering something incoherently, as...