Chapter 872: Are Rich People So Obnoxious

“Only a wealthy man like Fu Borong has the best chance of getting close to Yan Jinyi. For the sake of Yuxi’s happiness, I am willing to personally drug Yan Jinyi.”

With a raised eyebrow, Leng Yuxi began to think seriously.

‘Yang Guifang is really scary. Yan Jinyi is also quite unlucky to have such a perverted grandmother.’

‘But that’s good, if it fails, I’ll let her be the scapegoat.’

“Yuxi I’ll take a call, you take a seat.”

It was a call from Chen Yulian. For fear that something would go wrong, Yang Guifang quickly answered.

Leng Yuxi glanced at Yang Guifang’s back and began to survey the whole house.

She had been here twice and the living room was very small. It was even smaller than her room.

There was a plate of fruit on the coffee table and a porcelain bowl filled with fruit peels next to it.

Suddenly, Leng Yuxi’s eyes were attracted by the photo album in the corner.

The album cover was already yellowed, and it was obvious that it was a bit old.

The first few pages were almost all photos of Chen Yulian’s family, and the rest were that of Yang Guifang. Flipping through them, Leng Yuxi’s eyes suddenly settled on one of the photos.

It was a little girl who was about four or five years old, wearing a shabby cotton jacket and sitting in front of a cement wall.

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This little girl looked surprisingly similar to her when she was a child.

Yang Guifang had just finished making a phone call and when she saw Leng Yuxi looking at the photo album she took the initiative to introduce her, “This is my daughter, the ingrate’s mother.”

‘Yan Jinyi’s mother?’

“It’s quite blurry.”

“It’s been decades, it’s definitely blurry.”

Unable to resist looking at it a few more times, suddenly, Leng Yuxi had a terrible thought.

She had seen the childhood photos of her parents, and even joked at the time that she looked nothing like them, so why did she…

When Yang Guifang wasn’t paying attention, Leng Yuxi secretly hid a photo of her with her children.

*

“Second Brother, save those poor coaches!”

Just after arriving at the Huo Family’s manor, Huo Xishen was stopped by Huo Qingyuan.

This private residential area was sparsely populated and was the perfect place to practice driving so Yan Jinyi had called driving coaches to come over to teach her recently.

They wanted to admire the best mansion in the city but it turned out to be their nightmare.

Huo Qingyuan really took pity on them.

“What’s going on?”

“Just now, another coach was scolded by the Second Sister-in-law and ended up crying. That coach was introduced to Second Sister-in-law by Shen Yan. Second Sister-in-law is so nice to Shen Yan that even the coach she introduced…” Huo Qingyuan wanted to speak but stopped.

She felt that Yan Jinyi should just give up on learning to drive. Since there were horses in the Huo Family’s manor, she thought that it would be better for her to learn to ride a horse.

Huo Xishen was silent for a few seconds and he soon glanced at Yan Jinyi who was leaning against the front of the car and talking on the phone not far away. “Go back and read a book.”

After giving those instructions, he walked over.

‘Huh?’

‘Now even Second Brother has started urging meto study, huh?’

‘Indeed, everyone has changed.’

Yan Jinyi saw Huo Xishen walking towards her as soon as she hung up. “Mr. Huo, do you miss me?”

“Yes, I miss you, Darling.” Huo Xishen replied calmly, “Darling, wait for me.”

Yan Jinyi watched as he drove a particularly stylish sports car over. It was red, flashy and beautiful, especially in line with her temperament.

“Get in.”

Looked at the time she said, “Mr. Huo, do you plan to take me on a date now?”

“Darling, don’t you need a driving coach?” Huo Xishen asked rhetorically.

Yan Jinyi suddenly realized that he wasn’t planning to personally teach her to drive!

“Do you like this car, Darling?”

“Not bad.”

She hadn’t seen this car before, so she reckoned that he should have just bought it.

“I wanted to give it to you as a gift, but it seems that you don’t need it.” Huo Xishen, who understood Yan Jinyi’s temperament, added slowly, “It cost only a few million yuan.”

‘Just a few million?’

‘What the h*ll, are all the rich people so obnoxious?’