Chapter 437 (1/2)

Aurora glanced at Cangling and saw that she didn't show any sign. She had to harden her head and take eleven to the next private room.

”What do you want to say?” When the door of the private room was closed, Aurora's face sank instantly, her hands were tightly squeezed, and countless thoughts flashed in her mind.

”Who is your partner?” Eleven eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark eyes burst out cold light.

Aurora was pressed back by the cold and low air field around him. She avoided his eyes. ”I don't understand what you're talking about?”

”Oh! Next time you dare to attack her, I promise you won't live for three days.” Eleven shook hands at Aurora and turned away with a calm face.

”You dare.” Aurora stared at his back and said angrily.

Eleven heads didn't turn back and left quickly. He pushed open Cangling's private room door and said impatiently, ”let's go.”

When she was suddenly pulled out of the laboratory, she had to wait until Cangling was safe and secure to continue to return to the laboratory. Eleven was already very unhappy. Today, she was in a particularly bad mood to see aurora. He had planned to play the game all the way, but he couldn't help pointing it out with her in the end.

The three sat on the bus back to the apartment. Eleven's face was always gloomy. Cangling asked curiously, ”what did you say to her?”

It's obviously eleven to threaten aurora. Why is his mood worse? He's curious.

”Don't worry, mind your own business.” Eleven gave her a cold look and turned her head out of the window, a high cold appearance of refusing to communicate.

She didn't want to be boring, so she shut up and didn't ask any more questions.

••••••

Half a month passed in the twinkling of an eye. The night before the official successor press conference, Yan Zhengyang personally came to Cangling's apartment. She needs to live in the old house tonight, and the invited guests will arrive one after another early tomorrow morning.

On the bus to the old house, Yan Zhengyang patted Cangling's hand and comforted, ”don't be nervous, I've arranged all over the old house, and no one can hurt you.”

”Are you sure?” Cangling turned her head and looked at him seriously with black and white eyes.

Banquet in Zhengyang as like as two peas in the eyes of the Cang Ling and his former lover, there is a sudden moment of absolute stupor. He nodded firmly. ”From the day your mother told me to take you, I decided that the heir of the future can only be you.”

Her inexplicable eyes were sour and she was silent and didn't know what to say.

What is this, a late confession?

But mother couldn't hear it anymore.

To say that Yan Zhengyang's affection for her mother is false, she can't speak. Through the past six months, Cangling has more or less understood the man in front of him, and he has some true feelings for his mother after all.

However, in his eyes, his deep love for his mother can't compare with his career after all.

Yes, in order to keep his absolute control of the Yan Family from being threatened, he even gave up Yan Xi, his own son who had been raised around for more than 20 years, just as he ignored their mother and daughter in those years.

”Ling'er, don't you believe me?” Yan Zhengyang's eyes darkened, with some vicissitudes and helplessness in his tone.

”No.” Cangling pursed her lips and turned her head to look out of the window.

Neither of them spoke again, and the atmosphere in the car was a little solidified.