CHAPTER 512: CHAPTER 512: THE CONSIDERATE LITTLE COTTON-PADDED JACKET

Seeing Yan Hong hesitate, Yan Ruyi continued to charm him, "Indeed, doing this will cause Yan’s to suffer a small loss, but Dad, if you don’t let Yan’s endure this small loss, then your loss will be even greater."

"You have already been marginalized by Yan Qianyi. Do you really want to sit idle at home at such a young age?"

"Moreover, we are now preparing to set up a new company. When it merges with the other side, we can support each other. The benefits you’ll gain will far outweigh those losses."

"If we wait until Yan Qianyi has time to manage Yan’s, we won’t have any opportunity. This chance might be our only one to turn things around."

"Dad, what do you think?"

Yan Hong gritted his teeth and nodded, "Alright! Let’s do it that way, but we still need Qu Yang’s agreement, since it will also involve the Qu Family’s pharmaceutical factory."

"Don’t worry, Yangyang is very good to me now, he listens to everything I say."

"That’s good." Yan Hong asked, "It’s New Year, do you still have money to spend?"

"Yes, I haven’t even finished spending what you gave me last time. Yangyang also gives me money, so don’t worry about me." Yan Ruyi had an obedient and sensible look, "It’s cold outside. You should go back. I’ve used the money Qu Yang gave me to buy you a New Year’s gift. I think you’re going to like it."

"What about the bruises on your body..."

"Don’t worry, Grandma is old and doesn’t have much strength. The bruises will fade in a few days."

Yan Ruyi’s sensible and considerate demeanor made Yan Hong like her more and more.

Although he was extremely disappointed by what Han Yarong had done.

But Yan Ruyi was after all his biological daughter, and she was so supportive of him, always considering his interests.

Yan Hong said, "Ruyi, bear with it for a little longer. Once I take back control of Yan’s, you can move back in."

"Fine, as long as I’m in your heart, Dad, I won’t feel wronged."

"You really are a good child. If Qianyi were half as obedient as you, half as considerate of my needs, things between her and me wouldn’t have become so distant."

"It’s because I’m not as useful as she is," Yan Ruyi said, ashamed. "If my fertility were as good as hers, I would have married in her place. I know that when Dad arranged her marriage alliance, it was all for Yan’s, all for this family’s sake. She just couldn’t understand."

Thinking of Yan Qianyi, Yan Hong frowned deeply.

He had raised Yan Qianyi like a princess, loving and protecting her.

But when it came to crucial moments, she was utterly unwilling to make any contribution to the family.

What a total disappointment!

"Dad, don’t be unhappy, especially during the New Year festivities. Even without her, you still have me."

Yan Hong nodded with relief, "Okay, then you should go back. I’m going inside."

After he went inside, Yan Hong saw the gift on the table and immediately sat down to open it.

Inside the exquisite box was a limited-edition watch.

He was absolutely delighted, holding it under the light to admire.

The diamonds set into the watch sparkled brightly, clearly worth a fortune.

Old Lady Yan came over and, seeing Yan Hong like this, asked, "You like it?"

Yan Hong nodded, "I love it! A daughter is indeed a father’s intimate little cotton jacket, knowing my tastes. The quality of this watch is superb, and wearing it will give me great face!"

"Tsk, look at that opportunistic face of yours," Old Lady Yan sat down on the single sofa next to her, "Give you something nice, and all you know is to sing praises."

Yan Hong turned the watch over in his hands, "Mom, don’t be prejudiced against Ruyi. All those things before, it was that malicious woman Han Yarong who instructed her to do them. She was so young, unable to distinguish right from wrong, merely listening to her mother’s words. Now she knows she was wrong. Anyway, in the future, I can only count on her to take care of me in old age, not Yan Qianyi."

Old Lady Yan’s expression darkened, "If you can’t count on Qianyi, then why are you holding onto the gift she gave you? You seem to like it quite a bit."

Yan Hong paused, glancing at the watch, then at Old Lady Yan.

"What are you saying? Is this watch a New Year’s gift from Qianyi?"

"Otherwise?"

"Didn’t Ruyi give me a gift?"

Old Lady Yan let out a derisive laugh, "Her? Where would she get the money to buy such an expensive gift for you? She wouldn’t have the taste to pick out a watch that suits you so well."

"Then what about Ruyi’s gift to me?"

Old Lady Yan tilted her chin toward the garbage can, "I threw it in the trash."

"Mom!" Yan Hong frowned, "How could you do that?!"

He put down the watch and hurriedly picked up the gift from the trash can behind him.

Brushing off the dust, he began to unwrap it while saying, "Mom, let me tell you, my father-daughter bond with Yan Qianyi is already done. Ruyi is the one who’s my little padded jacket, always close to my heart. The things she gives me align with my tastes. Even if you don’t forgive her, she’s my daughter, and sooner or later I’ll bring her back..."

His words trailed off when he saw the gift in the packaging bag, his expression suddenly falling into disappointment.

Old Lady Yan raised her head to look inside, and when she saw the beautifully wrapped tea leaves, she laughed out loud, taunting, "It seems your little padded jacket doesn’t even know what you like."

Yan Hong’s face turned somewhat ugly, his hands releasing Yan Ruyi’s gift and leaning back.

"Won’t you taste and see how it is?" Old Lady Yan asked, "This brand of tea is quite expensive."

Yan Hong didn’t speak.

He really liked that watch, initially thinking it was from Yan Ruyi.

Even after hearing Old Lady Yan say it was from Yan Qianyi, he still held high hopes for Yan Ruyi’s gift.

But now, with something to compare it to, the tea leaves couldn’t hold a candle to the watch in terms of value or personal taste.

Old Lady Yan said, "Now you know which daughter understands you better. You’re not the kind who appreciates tea like a literary gentleman. Only Qianyi gets you, knowing your vanity and how you like to decorate your worth with external things."

Seeing Old Lady Yan’s schadenfreude, Yan Hong retorted, "Ruyi doesn’t have much money now, this tea is already quite expensive for her!"

"Then keep it and enjoy it slowly, I’ll return the watch to Qianyi for you."

With that, Old Lady Yan reached out toward the watch on the coffee table to take it.

Yan Hong was quicker, snatching the watch and swiftly putting it on his wrist.

"It’s already been given; there’s no reason to return a gift. I raised her in the palm of my hand, it’s only right for her to give me a gift, she still has a bit of conscience."

Old Lady Yan smiled, knowing her son was never going to give the watch back.

"The wedding of Qianyi and Ah Lie is on the tenth day of the lunar year, you still have time to try your luck, who knows, maybe she’ll soften up and agree to let you attend the wedding."

Yan Hong dismissively said, "She didn’t invite me, why would I go? We have already cut ties, she’s not my daughter."

Old Lady Yan asked, "Are you sure you don’t want to go?"