Chapter 86: The Su Family's Daughter, Su Yimeng

Seeing Yan Huaian's expression, Yan Moci already had a plan in mind.

He coldly curled the corner of his mouth, no longer pursuing the question.

But Yan Huaian suddenly raised his voice, "Yan Moci! What are you saying?"

Yan Moci shook his head, he said calmly, "Grandfather, I have a meeting later; since you have nothing else, please leave the hospital early."

I'll go first; as for the Su Family, I have no interest in seeing them.

The esteemed Tieshan Su Clan, even the daughter can get it wrong—all these years of management have really gone to the dogs.

Thinking this, Yan Moci turned without hesitation and was about to leave.

But behind him, Yan Huaian's raised voice suddenly came, "Yan Moci! Do you always think that what happened to your mother years ago was my doing?"

Even your marriage, you think I meddled in it?"

Yan Moci narrowed his eyes dangerously; the old gentleman is old, he originally didn't want to investigate further, but since he's asking now, don't blame me for being unfilial!

Yan Moci abruptly turned to look at Yan Huaian, "Isn't it so? When my mother had her accident, you suppressed everything!"

Yan Huaian gasped sharply; Liu Guanjia, seeing the grandfather and grandson arguing, couldn't help stepping forward to advise, but Yan Huaian stopped him.

"Yan Moci, regarding the past, haven't you considered a possibility?"

Seeing Yan Huaian so stern and solemn, Yan Moci's heart suddenly jumped; he seemed to have grasped the possibility Yan Huaian mentioned, but instinctively he didn't want to think about it, nor would he believe it.

Yan Moci sneered, "Are you still trying to smear her now that she's dead?"

Yan Huaian let out a heavy sigh, "Yan Moci, you just woke up, I'm still in the hospital—I really don't want to start another conflict over your mother's affairs."

Yan Moci silently curled the corner of his mouth, "Grandfather, I'll return those words to you exactly as you said them."

Yan Moci turned to leave, but he didn't expect the person at the doorway to suddenly make him stop.

Looking at the person who had appeared at the doorway, Yan Moci's ferocity gathered; the chill and killing intent he released in an instant forced the person to step back, their palm-sized little face full of fright, evoking pity.

After furrowing his brows fiercely, Yan Moci paced away.

Just as he was about to brush past that strange woman, she suddenly stammered like a frightened fawn:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to overhear. I am Su Yimeng, daughter of the Su Family."

This is the woman who stole Su Xiyan's identity.

Yan Moci gave the woman a sinister glance; someone who could pass both a paternity test and token matching must have used some underhanded means.

She certainly isn't as harmless as she appears.

"Hah, a despicable trick."

After a contemptuous snort, ignoring Su Yimeng's face turning utterly embarrassed, Yan Moci coldly turned and left.

After Yan Moci left, Su Yimeng kept gritting her teeth as she watched his retreating back, her lower lip bitten until it turned white.

Since she impersonated Su Xiyan and became the Tieshan Su Clan's only daughter, no one has dared to give her such a look.

Su Yimeng's mind churned instantly; a man like Yan Moci would never suddenly say such things to a strange woman.

He likely discovered something in his interactions with Su Xiyan; if so, to secure her position and identity, she must completely erase Su Xiyan and make Yan Moci her devoted follower!

Only then will she forever remain the Su Family's sole eldest daughter, Su Yimeng!

Thoughts churned in her eyes, but when she turned her head to look at Yan Laotaiye, Su Yimeng already showed a weak yet sweet smile.

"Hello, Yan Laotaiye. I am Su Yimeng; my mother Luo Yin and father Su Muye are downstairs, they've been detained by an acquaintance, worried you'd grow impatient, so I came to visit you first."

Seeing Su Yimeng being blamed by Yan Moci, Yan Huaian felt a bit guilty, and his attitude toward her improved considerably.

He smiled and asked, "Did Yan Moci scare you? Don't take it to heart—he's just venting at me, not at you.

Su Yimeng sneered inwardly; Yan Laotaiye indeed protected his sole eldest grandson as rumored.

Su Yimeng's face, however, was timid like a startled fawn, eye sockets red, tears welling, she firmly shook her head,

She said in a broken voice: "It's fine, Yan Laotaiye; Mengmeng has been used to this since childhood."

Seeing this made Yan Laotaiye feel even more guilty; before he could speak, a tense female voice suddenly came from behind Su Yimeng:

"What's going on! Mengmeng! What are you saying? Is someone bullying you?"

Faced with Luo Yin and Su Muye appearing just in time, Su Yimeng tried to hold back her tears, but a few clear drops still fell,

She bit her lower lip and whispered:

"It's fine, Mom; I just ran into Older Brother Yan Moci.

He seems not to like me; it's fine, Mengmeng has always been like this since childhood—no one likes me."

Su Muye's expression changed instantly; the ferocity on his face couldn't be contained—if it weren't for facing Yan Laotaiye, his elder by a generation, he might have gone mad right then.

He lowered his face deeply, "Yan Laotaiye! Doesn't Yan Moci know about Mengmeng's situation?"

Yan Laotaiye's face flickered with embarrassment; he eased his tone:

"Su Muye, you also know that Mengmeng had been missing all this time; I found a bride to ward off bad luck for Yan Moci.

He is still married, so naturally he doesn't know how to handle this matter either.

Su Muye frowned, "Even if that's the case, she's just a bought woman; now that Mengmeng has returned.

Yan Moci should immediately cut ties with that woman and be with our Mengmeng sooner.

Seeing Yan Laotaiye's face gradually darken, Luo Yin immediately spoke up to smooth things over:

"Su Muye, this is ultimately Yan Laotaiye's family affair; moreover, the Yan-Su marriage from years ago has long passed.

Let the young people handle their own affairs."

Su Muye fumed, "How can this be! In all of Jingdu, aside from Yan Moci, there's no man worthy of my daughter!

Yan Moci must divorce at once and marry Mengmeng!

Hearing Su Muye's words, Yan Huaian furrowed his brows deeply.