[MPREG] I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress's Ex-Boyfriend

Chapter 82: Propose

Yan Gan nodded: "I'm getting older, I might cry."

Jian Qiaoxin felt that if the person in front of him was crying now, he would be the one crying in bed at night, so he nodded: "I think you are more valuable than these cards, and I would like it more to have you as my bride price; however, I don't want to see Mr. Yan crying."

"In that case." Yan Gan straightened up and stretched out his hand to Jian Qiaoxin, like a polite knight sending out an invitation to his princess: "Do you want to go home with me?"

With a gentle smile on Jian Qiaoxin's beautiful face, he held the man's hand without hesitation, the six-pointed star on the cuff was shining in the light, and he said warmly: "Yes."

The two people got in the car together. The reporters behind were going nuts. They wanted to catch up to the two, but they were all stopped by the bodyguards and security guards. Even so, some people who didn't give up were still trying to take pictures of the nanny car.

Inside the nanny car.

Nong Bai was also in the car. He witnessed the scene just now and wiped the sweat from his head when he saw Jian Qiaoxin: "Are you okay?"

Jian Qiaoxin took a sip of the water that Nong Bai handed over and shook his head: "I'm okay."

"That's good, that's good." Nong Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "The host from this brand must have been bought over by someone. The other party has paid a lot to make you unhappy. If it weren't for Mr. Yan, I would not want to imagine the headlines on tomorrow's news."

Jian Qiaoxin was much calmer. He was arranging cards one by one, and then took Yan Gan's wallet and put them back in order: "There's nothing to be upset about, when you don't pay attention to it, it can't hurt you, I just didn't expect Mr. Yan to personally come."

At this point, Nong Bai admired Jian Qiaoxin very much. He always felt that since Mr. Yan and Xiao Xin are together, Xiao Xin seemed to have changed a bit. How to put it specifically, like the boy was more calm, relaxed, and more open.

Sitting on the side, Yan Gan took the water bottle that Jian Qiaoxin had just drunk: "Terminate your contract with that brand, I will ask the public relations department to formally sue the brand."

Nong Bai also nodded: "Yes, when the contract was signed, it is clearly stated that both parties are prohibited from asking questions or leaking information without letting the other know. The behavior of their host just now is an act of breaching the contract. We can formally sue them to terminate the contract and demand compensation from the other party."

"Compensation for termination of contract?" Yan Gan sneered, "How can they walk away on such an easy term?"

Nong Bai had never seen such dangerous sneer on anyone. He looked at Yan Gan, who was full of hostility. How did he feel that Mr. Yan does not want to terminate the contract, but to kill the other party?

Forget it, he didn't dare to ask.

Yan Gan frowned and looked at his wallet: "I said those are for you, why are you putting them back into my wallet?"

"I don't need them. I have my own card." Jian Qiaoxin was at a loss when looking at these various cards. He calmly said to Yan Gan: "Anyway, you are mine, it doesn't matter who holds onto these cards, it's the same either way."

Nong Bai next to him felt that he should not be in the car but in the trunk.

The car drove smoothly all the way, and quickly returned to Yan's house. Jian Qiaoxin got out of the car and said goodbye to the agent. His studio was going to have a busy night tonight. Yan Gan suddenly proposed to him and openly gave his warning to the media; Weibo was now in a state of turbulence if he was to turn it on.

Nong Bai waved his hand: "Sure, sure."

Jian Qiaoxin laughed out loud, thinking of a public service advertisement that he had seen on TV before.

Entering the entrance to the house, the house was brightly lit, summer nights were hot, and the air conditioner inside the house was at a moderate temperature. As Yan Gan told him earlier today, Aunt Zhang was indeed back, the house seemed to have been tidy up nicely, and the aroma of the food coming out from the kitchen.

Aunt Zhang was taking a break on the sofa. Hearing movement at the door, she hurriedly came out and said, "Welcome home."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "I'm home, it's nine o'clock, you should go rest as soon as possible."

"I'm fine." Aunt Zhang pointed to the table: "The meal is still warm, you and A Gan remember to eat it."

Yan Gan nodded, said a few words to her, and asked the old woman to go upstairs to rest. Aunt Zhang also stayed next to Ran Ran's room these days, and she would help take care of Ran Ran from time to time.

Jian Qiaoxin was sitting at the table eating porridge. He asked Yan Gan, "Is Xing Rou behind the shenanigans tonight?"

Yan Gan nodded and didn't seem to care much about her: "She will not be able to do anything for a few days. Today, my father urgently called a shareholder meeting and took back her and Yan Fang's shares."

Jian Qiaoxin was surprised: "Then they are?"

"Xing Rou, Elder Yan will handle her personally. As for Yan Fang, I did a DNA test on Yan Fang. He is indeed Elder Yan's son. However, this matter, coupled with the company's ghost accounts, can no longer keep him. He has made quite a lot of enemies in the company. Without the blessing of the Yan family and without Xing Rou, there are so many people who want to kill him, so there is no need for me to do it."

Jian Qiaoxin finally let go of his heart.

Yan Gan put down the spoon in his hand and gave him a mysterious smile: "The shares in their hands account for 30% of the company, which is the same as that of mine. Now that they are gone, these shares are in my hands."

Jian Qiaoxin remembered that today Yan Gan said that he would give the company to him, and quickly said: "Don't give them to me, I don't know how to manage the company."

Yan Gan said slowly and logically: "Just take it, the betrothal gift."

Jian Qiaoxin had wanted to say something, but Yan Gan said: "Anyway, you are mine. In your possession or my possession, it's the same either way."

"..."

I can't refute it.

It was very peaceful at the Yan's house, but Weibo was not the case. There was no other reason. Many people were surprised at Mr. Yan's proposal without a ring. They were also stunned by Mr. Yan's generous bride price, which shocked the majority of netizens, but many people still had doubts in their minds.

"Really hand the company to Jian Qiaoxin, I don't believe it, it's fake."

"If you dare to give your shares away, we all will see to it."

"Xiao Xin, if he doesn't give you the company shares, don't get married; We mothers don't agree with this marriage!"

There were a lot of rumors on Weibo, and those who worked within the industry actually looked up Yan Group for confirmation, and then found a shocking fact: it's true!

Among the Yan Group's shares, Yan Gan has 30%. Among the original shareholders, there were no Jian Qiaoxin, but in just one day, Jian Qiaoxin's name appeared next to Yan Gan, with 30% shares. The two of them together owned 60% of the Yan Group's shares!

For a company like the Yan Group that is worth 100 million yuan, the 30% of the shares is not a small number; that's a lot of money!

Netizens: "..."

Mr. Yan, do you still need a wife, what do you think of me?

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