"You can't do this, you need to think about the baby inside you. I'll steam some egg custard for you; it's simple, I know how to make it!" Lin Zehan rolled up his sleeves and prepared to get started.
"Thank you, brother," Ye Wan looked at the man in front of her gratefully. She could feel that he genuinely cared for and loved her.
Lin Zehan smiled, "What are you thanking me for? By the way, does Shen Ziche need anything else? If you need anything, just tell me, and I'll handle it for you. You're pregnant now, the most important thing is to rest well."
"I haven't contacted him. I'm just sponsoring his education; I don't want to get involved in other matters," Ye Wan shook her head.
"You're doing the right thing. But that child is indeed pitiful. His mother is sick, and there are terrible relatives at home. Last time we went back to get his household registration, someone tried to stop it, not wanting this child to be born. They probably wanted to leech off him," Lin Zehan said.
Ye Wan frowned upon hearing this. She had had enough of being harmed by her own family, so she became particularly angry hearing this.
Fortunately, everything had been taken care of. It was best if Shen Ziche never had to return to that place again.
After eating a bowl of egg custard, Ye Wan felt a bit sleepy, so Lin Zehan left.
When Elder Yan returned home, he made an international call to his son, ordering him to immediately cancel the marriage between Yan Jiayi and Gu Yunting.
Yan Haojue said, "Her marriage is not my responsibility. You can talk to her mother about canceling it."
"Isn't she the daughter you found? Why aren't you in charge? I'm talking to you today! If you don't cancel it, you're not my son! I'll disinherit you!" Elder Yan roared in anger.
"Hurry up and do it, don't just talk. Don't always talk." Yan Haojue didn't want to deal with his father and hung up the phone.
"Hello, hello? This brat is too much, he's trying to anger his old man to death! Call him immediately and tell this brat that his father is about to die and he should come for the funeral!" Elder Yan slapped the table in anger.
The driver...
The old man dared to say anything, already seeing himself buried.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Haojue frowned. He had no feelings for this daughter he had found later in life, and he had barely met her. She was always with his wife. He had heard about her marriage to Gu Yunting and hadn't paid much attention. There was only one thing he cared about now: the woman who had stolen his first time back then!
However, after that night, the woman seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.
He still remembered the fleeting glimpse in the bathroom, the woman was so beautiful she didn't seem human, as if she were glowing. And that night, she was always in control, while he felt like a servant.
Yan Haojue had never been able to forget that woman. He had been searching for over twenty years. It felt like he had lost his soul to that woman. If he couldn't find her, he would be like a walking corpse for the rest of his life.
Yan Haojue's phone rang again. He thought it was his father calling, but upon seeing it was his current wife, he answered, his voice indifferent.
"Something wrong?"
"Our daughter is getting married soon. Shouldn't you come to Beijing to meet our future son-in-law? Even if you're not close to Jiayi, you shouldn't be so cold," Jiang Ningya's voice was filled with dissatisfaction.
"Understood, I'll come when I have time." Yan Haojue agreed, surprising Jiang Ningya. He had actually agreed?