There were not many changes to the furnishings, but there were four huge photos on the wall of the hall. They were framed, noble and elegant. These photos were taken by her sister…Yan Yue during her performance.
Yan Huan looked at it carefully and moved his gaze to the last one.
She froze. In the picture, the person and Yan Yue were playing the same piano together. The two hands from different people were playing the same song. If it wasn't for the extreme tacit understanding, how could it be achieved?
Yan Huan's attention habitually stayed on his right hand, and his slender and beautiful fingers curved in a normal arc.
His hand…was fine? He could actually play the zither!
Just as Yan Huan was still in a daze, a servant was about to take the fruit to the living room when he saw a person standing alone. He tried to identify it for a while before he realized it was Yan Huan, so he came over and asked,"Young miss, you're back. Master is in the room, and Madam is preparing dinner in the living room. Do you want to go over directly?”
"No need. I'll go upstairs and take a look first." Yan Huan came back to his senses and smiled faintly.
Before Auntie Zhang could answer, he slowly walked upstairs and arrived at his old room. He felt a sense of nostalgia.
As soon as her hand touched the door lock, she heard steady footsteps.
Yan Huan's heart trembled, but she still put on a bright smile. She turned around elegantly, lowered her head slightly, and said softly,"Dad, long time no see!"
Yan Jinhuan, who was three steps away from her, had an obvious look of disgust on his face. His pair of malicious eyes stared straight at Yan Huan, and his emotions could not be seen.
The Yan family was extremely good-looking, and Yan Jinhuan was even more so. Even though he was already middle-aged, his face did not have the relaxed and calm look of a middle-aged man. Instead, he looked like a man in his thirties with a successful career and a charming aura. He also had a rare charm and femininity of the Yan family that bewitched countless women.
His eyes slid across Yan Huan's body like a poisonous snake, and finally stopped on her face. He was dissatisfied with Yan Huan's docile, low eyebrows and faint smile.
"After leaving the Yan family, you should go to the slums!”Yan Jinhuan said in a slippery tone, his eyes as cold as a blade. Instead of wearing Gucci to show off in front of him!
"This is all thanks to your experience back then, Father. I can't do anything to help you reach this step!”A bright smile hung on Yan Huan's face, and the smile in her dark eyes seeped into her smile. Only she knew the fleeting sadness.
Yan Huan's expression was filled with extreme sarcasm in Yan Jinhuan's eyes! He lazily fiddled with his fingertips and said,"I'm waiting to send you to prison at any time, or hear the news of you going to prison! I hope you won't disappoint me again!"
When Yan Jinhuan said this, the light of the setting sun and the deep darkness alternated behind him. Half of it was pure black, and the other half was bright and beautiful, like a spider lily from hell.
And Yan Jinhuan was indeed like the Resurrection Lily, representing death…he only wanted her to die alone. He would not give her a quick death, but slowly torture her until she was exhausted and lost all hope.
Yan Huan had long understood the person in front of her, but seven years of peace made her unable to adapt to such a situation. Yan Luo's concern and thoughtfulness made her forget to guard against him. The smile on her face stiffened a little as she asked,"Didn't you ask me to come back?”
Yan Jinhuan didn't bother to answer this question. He had an appreciative look on his face as a hint of obvious pleasure flashed across his eyes." You're just a dog that the Yan Family can summon and leave at their beck and call. Do you think you have the right to say no?”
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