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The old man was very happy.

Tang Chenxin opened her mouth slightly, but it was difficult to speak when the words came to her lips.

She knew that the young girl was forced to marry her father because of life.

But facing the majestic father, she still found it difficult to persuade him.

At this time, a secretary in a black suit and sharp eyes walked in.

He bowed his head and whispered in Tang Long's ear.

"Mr. Jiang came here alone to ask for a visit. Do you want to see him or not?"

"Which Mr. Jiang?"

"It's Jiang Yuan from last time!"

"Jiang Yuan! He dares to come!"

Tang Long narrowed his eyes slightly, unconsciously revealing a sharp edge.

Last time, Jiang Yuan reached some cooperation with me in private by relying on the authority of several bigwigs. To put it bluntly, he went back on his word under coercion and inducement.

He dared to come this time? And he came alone?

"Let him in, I just want to meet Mr. Jiang." Tang Long's face was indifferent.

Hearing that someone was coming to visit, Yang Yanfei took the initiative to say: "Since there are distinguished guests, I will go and make a pot of the best Dahongpao, which is the famous tea of ​​my hometown."

Tang Long nodded silently, but there was an inexplicable chill in his eyes.

Tang Chenxin was shocked. Seeing her father's eyes, she easily thought of Mr. Jiang's true identity.

It must be Jiang Yuan!

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Jiang Yuan walked in openly.

He strode freely, as if he had returned home, without a trace of strangeness. It really had a bit of familiarity.

When Tang Chenxin saw Jiang Yuan, she immediately felt a surge of heat in her chest and wanted to go forward. After not seeing each other for many days, she wanted to get into Jiang Yuan's arms and talk to him.

However, she glanced at her father and finally stopped her boiling thoughts.

Tang Long had a blank expression and said indifferently: "Mr. Jiang, I am sorry for not welcoming you. I wonder what you are doing from afar?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, and when he was about to speak, a familiar figure appeared in his pupils.

"The tea is ready."

Yang Yanfei walked in with a steaming teapot. She also saw Jiang Yuan and was stunned.

"It's you?"

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised. Yang Yanfei had also participated in the ancestral worship meeting in Qinghe County, but she had not returned to Qinghe County for many years. She had met Jiang Yuan several times before.

Tang Long's eyes exuded majesty, and he said coldly: "What a coincidence, you know each other?"

Jiang Yuan smiled: "We have met a few times."

Tang Long said: "That's really a coincidence, she is my fiancée."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan's face changed, and he thought to himself that this old man was really shameless. Yang Yanfei is so young, you can be her father, and you still have the nerve to marry her.

Yang Yanfei's face was gloomy, and it was obviously difficult to speak.

Tang Chenxin couldn't help but say: "It's obvious that you relied on the financial assistance you provided to her and forced her to marry her!"

She had been patient for a long time, and at this moment, with Jiang Yuan's presence as a confidence, she couldn't help but reveal the truth.

Tang Long's face sank, and he said coldly: "Say it again?"

"I..." Tang Chenxin's breath was choked.

Jiang Yuan walked forward, stood in front of her, and protected her firmly.