Chapter 1200: Chapter 1200

Behind them, Liu Han Yan heard Xiao Zheng’s words and disdainfully curled her lips. In her view, Xiao Zheng just didn’t want to tell her, and she didn’t mind at all. Since Xiao Zheng was unwilling to tell her, she didn’t press on, quickly catching up with Xiao Zheng’s pace.

At that moment, a black business car suddenly came to a screeching halt beside them.

Both Xiao Zheng and Liu Han Yan turned their heads, surprised. Find the newest release on novel-fire.ɴet

Although Xiao Zheng wasn’t particularly knowledgeable about cars, he knew that the seemingly ordinary business car before them was actually a Dodge Tomahawk, not something just anyone could afford to drive.

After the car stopped, there was a brief pause of a few seconds, then the door opened, and two men in black tight-fitting suits and sunglasses got out.

They approached Liu Han Yan, and one of them bowed respectfully before speaking, "Miss Liu, our boss wants to see you."

"Who is your boss?" Liu Han Yan asked puzzledly.

"You’ll know once you meet him," the man in black said plainly.

Liu Han Yan chuckled softly and replied, "If you don’t want to say, then forget it. As for your boss wanting to see me, he should come and see me himself."

With that, Liu Han Yan was ready to turn and leave, but just then, the door of the black business car was fully opened by another man in black, and out stepped a man and a woman.

The man was tall, dressed in a suit that looked extremely expensive, with meticulously combed, shiny hair.

He appeared to be in his twenties, but his attire was very old-fashioned, with a perpetually confident smile on his face that made Xiao Zheng feel like slapping him twice.

Because that look was just too arrogant.

But then again, since he could afford such a nice car, being a bit arrogant wasn’t an issue, was it?

As for the woman beside him, she seemed to be in her forties. Though she looked okay, age had caught up with her, showing fine crow’s feet. To conceal her aging, she had applied heavy foundation.

Her face was so starkly white that Xiao Zheng feared a chunk of her makeup might fall off if she smiled slightly.

When Liu Han Yan saw the two, her expression instantly darkened.

Their names immediately came to mind.

The man’s name was Fan Longzhou, and the woman’s name was Yang Qinghua.

Yang Qinghua was Fan Longzhou’s mother; they were mother and son.

They were also part of the Fan Family.

"What do you want with me?" Liu Han Yan asked coldly.

This Yang Qinghua was Fan Qingsheng’s wife, and naturally, Fan Longzhou was his son.

Liu Han Yan had never expected these two to come looking for her.

"There’s something I want to discuss with you. Do you have a moment?" Yang Qinghua sized up Liu Han Yan before speaking.

"Sorry, I don’t have the time," Liu Han Yan casually replied, turning to leave. She truly felt there was no need to waste words with these two and doubted anything good would come from them looking for her.

"This concerns your future marriage. Aren’t you interested in talking about it?" Yang Qinghua called out from a distance.

Liu Han Yan’s steps halted; she stopped abruptly, turned to look at Yang Qinghua, and after a moment of thought, said, "Okay, what do you want to discuss?"

When it came to her future marriage, Liu Han Yan was sensitive. There were certain matters she needed to clarify with them; she didn’t want any misunderstandings.

"This is the street, crowded. Let’s go somewhere quiet to talk." Yang Qinghua glanced at Xiao Zheng standing beside Liu Han Yan and said.

Liu Han Yan hesitated but eventually got into the black business car as they instructed, with Xiao Zheng following her in.

Xiao Zheng’s action made Yang Qinghua and her son frown, but after looking at Liu Han Yan, they said nothing.

The car took them to a luxurious nearby café.

At this time, the café wasn’t very crowded, but Yang Qinghua still chose an expensive private room.

Once the four were seated, Yang Qinghua spoke directly, "I don’t need to say much for you to guess why we’re here, right?"

"I’m not quite sure. I hope you can tell me straightforwardly," Liu Han Yan said calmly, maintaining a cool demeanor from start to finish.

"Alright, since you’re unsure, I’ll explain in detail," Yang Qinghua nodded and said.

Throughout this, her son Fan Longzhou remained silent, not saying a word.

"Alright," Liu Han Yan nodded.

"I’m sure you’re aware, Elder Fan is already over seventy, and he has shown kindness towards you, even wanting to marry you," Lin Qinghua said after organizing her thoughts.

"Go on," Liu Han Yan’s expression remained unchanged.

"Although Elder Fan is over seventy, he’s still made the mistake common to all men—being attracted to a young, beautiful woman, and that woman is you," Yang Qinghua frankly stated.

After speaking, Yang Qinghua observed Liu Han Yan closely, finding that her expression remained unchanged, which slightly furrowed her brow.

Liu Han Yan was silent for a few seconds, then looked at Yang Qinghua and suddenly chuckled lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" You often frowned, displeased with Liu Han Yan’s reaction.

"You know, you don’t need to beat around the bush with me. Just say why you came to me today. I like straightforwardness," Liu Han Yan shrugged and said.

Yang Qinghua’s lips curled into a cold sneer, and she said, "Do you not understand what I’m saying? You know Elder Fan is in his seventies, and he won’t live much longer. If you agree to marry him, you’ll inherit a large fortune upon his death, right?"

On hearing this, Liu Han Yan’s face immediately darkened. She stood up abruptly, with a bang, slapped her hands on the table in front, and glared at Yang Qinghua, saying, "So you think the purpose of this marriage is for me to inherit Elder Fan’s fortune?"