Yan Sijue’s steps, just as he was about to leave, paused slightly.
He glanced at Xiaoze, whose face was full of anger and sadness, his eyes dark and unclear.
Xiaoze stubbornly stared back at him, seemingly having made up his mind, determined not to yield!
After a long ti, Yan Sijue chuckled lowly.
"Then, how could you be foolish enough to reason with the devil?" His voice was cold and mocking.
Xiaoze was stunned all of a sudden.
The man walked up to him, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and headed upstairs.
Xiaoze struggled violently!
But being so young, he was no match for the man, and soon Yan Sijue tossed him into a room.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, Xiaoze excitedly tried to rush out, only to be stopped by Yan Sijue.
"My patience is limited." He said with a blank expression, "If you keep causing trouble, I’ll have to punish you."
Xiaoze was stunned, suddenly realizing that since this man wasn’t his Daddy, why would he care about his tantrums?
He felt cold all over, chilled to the bone!
The fear in Xiaoze’s eyes was so obvious, Yan Sijue saw it clearly, his gaze growing even more profound.
He turned indifferently and slamd the door shut!
In the room, Xiaoze was in a daze for a long ti. Slowly, he crawled onto the bed, thinking that just last night, Daddy was still fine, and the three of them were happily sleeping together... But in just a few hours, everything had changed.
He couldn’t help but sob.
...
In the study, Yang Ru was quietly reporting on the wedding situation.
"...Two hundred and three guests have all left. Two-thirds of the security personnel have been withdrawn, and the remaining staff is enough to ensure the safety of you, the young lady, and the young master." Yang Ru glanced at him as he spoke and seeing Yan Sijue’s calm expression, he continued, "The dia is extensively covering your and the young lady’s grand wedding, causing the company’s stock price to rise steadily."
Yan Sijue lightly tapped his fingers on the table, looking up at Yang Ru after a long pause: "You should leave as well."
Yang Ru was startled: "But..."
"I have half a month’s marriage leave, and I don’t want to be disturbed by anyone." Yan Sijue glanced at him, chuckling lightly, "Do you understand?"
Yang Ru took a deep breath, nodding, "I understand. I’ll handle the company’s affairs as much as possible."
Yan Sijue gently waved his hand, and Yang Ru imdiately left the study.
Just now, he heard the servants saying that the president didn’t show any warmth towards the young master, a coldness settled in Yang Ru’s heart.
The current president seed to have lost all his humanity. If he didn’t care about Lady Mu and the young master, then what did he care about?
What was he thinking?
Even soone as calm and composed as Yang Ru was bewildered at this mont.
...
In the bridal room, Mu Yiliang looked at the table full of exquisite dishes but had no appetite whatsoever.
The servant had no choice but to leave, presumably to tell Yan Sijue, and soon, the sound of his footsteps echoed in the room.
He walked step by step to her side, then gently clasped her chin, lifting it up.
"Why aren’t you eating?"
Mu Yiliang lowered her lashes: "I can’t eat."
"Looks like I’ve fed you well." He smiled faintly, "If you don’t want to eat, then take it away."
He turned and instructed the servant, and quickly the table full of food was cleared away.
Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but clench her hands tightly.
Previously, if she said she had no appetite, the man would try everything to cheer her up just to make sure she ate sothing.
But now, he didn’t care about her well-being at all.
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