Chapter 8482 He is an outsider after all (7)

This old man, when he was young, looked like an overlord, with a fiery temper and extreme personality, and would take action whenever he disagreed. Now, he didn't even say a word in front of him.

The old man has also turned gray. In fact, he is not too old, only more than ten years old.

At this age, your hair is far from gray.

Yan Songyuan's hands were trembling, but he didn't say a word, he just looked at the little son in front of him quietly.

Father and son have been fighting for their entire lives.

Yan Songyuan knew that Yan Jia hated him.

"Old man, you'd better stay quiet in the nursing home, otherwise it will be bad for Yan. Also, everyone is very busy, don't cause trouble to others, people must be measured..."

For the first time in history, Yan Songyuan remained silent.

Yan Jia was extremely uncomfortable with it.

In the past, whenever they quarreled, the quarrel would turn upside down and no one would submit to the other.

When he was in primary school, it was common for the old man to hit him. Later, as he grew taller and stronger, the old man no longer hit him, but he liked to say bad words to him.

In the blink of an eye, the all-powerful man who had everything to do with everything turned into a wizened little old man, standing in an empty living room, looking lonely.

Yan Songyuan didn't speak, and Yan Jia had nothing to say.

He said calmly: "Old man, you'd better not cause any trouble to me. I can't bear your troubles, but Yan's family can't. Whenever there is any news that is not good for Yan's family, the stock price will fall. I had an accident last year, and Chen Kang spent a lot of money on it.

It took me a lot of energy to hide this news. Now, I don’t want to get into trouble because of you.”

"Why didn't you come to see me until today after you woke up?" Yan Songyuan suddenly spoke, his voice was thick, and his eyes never left the face of his youngest son.

"Look at you? It also depends on whether you are worthy." Yan Jia's words were like blades, just like what Yan Songyuan once said to him, "Yan Songyuan, don't take yourself seriously. Remember, Yan Feng buys you.

No, I won’t buy it.”

Hearing him mention Yan Feng, Yan Songyuan's eyes welled up.

When thinking about Yan Feng, one naturally thinks of Lin Zhi and Zhou Zhou.

That little grandson is still very young.

In the past, although the Yan family was not perfect, there was no shortage of laughter and laughter.

Now, only this empty sanatorium and a group of unfamiliar people accompany him.

Yan Songyuan was speechless and could not refute Yan Jia's words.

"Yan Songyuan, if you don't stop, I will make people stop serving you. I think you don't want to go any further, right?"

"Yan Jia." Yan Songyuan called his name, "Just wake up."

Yan Songyuan saw a wound on his temple, and Yan Jia's head had not grown yet.

Yan Jia looks more like his late wife, especially his eyes, which are very similar and bright.

It's just that his arrogant temper is more like him.

Yan Feng is different. Yan Feng has a gentle personality and treats others politely. He is more like his wife.

Today, they are the only two people left in the Yan family.

But it’s better than last year.

Yan Songyuan suddenly turned around, sat on the sand, and remained silent.

His back hurt, and it hurt even more when it rained. He couldn't help but stand for a long time.

He didn't put down the crutch in his hand. He held it up with his hands and listened quietly to the sound of rain outside the window.

The autumn rain is long and short, lonely and empty.

It's autumn again.

He almost calls the nursing home his home.

Yan Jia stood in front of him, his brows furrowed and he could no longer speak.

At this time, a nurse came over with a tray: "Excuse me, Mr. Yan, it's time for you to take your medicine."
Chapter completed!