Han Qingshen, was actually raised by Director Yan.

He also knew that Director Yan had such an outrageous relationship with the founder of Empire Entertainment, Han Chenyi.

Yan Jiang knew a lot about the Empire Entertainment’s Director Yan, but he didn’t know that Director Yan was called Yan Rufeng!

Han Qingshen noticed Yan Rufeng’s abnormality and asked in surprise, “Uncle Yan, what’s the matter? Is there anyone you know here?” Han Qingshen turned around and looked at Han Zhan and the rest.

Upon seeing Yan Jiang, Han Qingshen thought of something and her expression changed slightly.

Yan Rufeng, Yan Jiang...

Han Qingshen was stunned by her own guess.

Yan Rufeng walked up to Han Qing’s side and looked at Yan Jiang calmly. After a long while, Yan Rufeng said, “You’ve grown up, Jiang Jiang.”

Han Qingshen widened her eyes slightly.

Is Yan Jiang really that child?

Hearing Yan Rufeng’s words, Yan Jiang shot him an unfamiliar and disdainful look. Yan Jiang said coldly, “Who are you? Do we know each other?”

Yan Rufeng could hear the hatred and deep resentment in the young man’s words. Yan Rufeng frowned slightly and asked Yan Jiang, “Do you hate Father?”

Father!

Everyone except Yan Jiang changed their expressions.

Song Fei sized up Yan Rufeng’s face. It was very difficult to associate him with that uncle in casual clothes who always had a gloomy look on his face. Song Ci no longer remembered Yan Jiang’s father’s face, so hearing Yan Rufeng’s words, she only felt that it was absurd and ridiculous.

Are you kidding me?

Yan Rufeng is actually Ah Jiang’s father?

Didn’t they say that after Yan Rufeng eloped with that person, he left Wangdong City and disappeared without a trace?

“Father...” Yan Jiang wasn’t calling Yan Rufeng. Instead, he was playing with the word” father “.

In other people’s eyes, a father and a child should be one of the most intimate relationships in this world. But in Yan Jiang’s eyes, a father was a disgusting term.

“Sir, are you mistaken? My father has been dead for 14 years and the grass on his grave is already 30 feet tall.” Yan Jiang pursed his lips indifferently and asked Yan Rufeng, “How can you be my father?”

Yan Rufeng was speechless.

He was not angry. Instead, he sighed. “Jiang Jiang, your character is completely different from when you were young. I remember that you were very sensible and obedient when you were young.” Unlike now, you’re rebellious and speak aggressively.

It was fine if Yan Rufeng didn’t mention his childhood, but Yan Jiang felt it was ironic when he did.

“Are you even worthy of mentioning my childhood?” Yan Jiang’s eyes instantly reddened.

Yan Jiang clenched his fists and really wanted to punch Yan Rufeng’s face. But he saw the innocent little girl in Han Qingshen’s arms and suppressed his urge.

He couldn’t beat up her grandfather in front of the little girl.

Yan Jiang stiffened his neck and took a few deep breaths. When he calmed down, Yan Jiang carefully looked at Yan Rufeng and sized him up. Yan Jiang suddenly realized that the tall and strong man in his memory was actually two centimeters shorter than him.

Yan Jiang sneered and said mockingly, “Yan Rufeng, you did such a despicable thing. Shouldn’t I hate you?”

Yan Rufeng didn’t retort. He just frowned and explained softly, “It’s not what you think.”

“Why not?” Yan Jiang smiled. As he felt that it was ridiculous, tears welled up in his eyes.

Holding back the tears that were about to fall at any moment, Yan Jiang said in a low voice, “Everyone in that community knows that Old Madam Yan’s son abandoned his filial wife, his elementary school son, and his elderly mother for a pervert!”

Yan Rufeng’s eyes quivered but he remained silent.

Yan Jiang suddenly strode towards Yan Rufeng and pretended to hit him.

Han Zhan suddenly reached out his left hand and accurately grabbed Yan Jiang’s wrist. His deep voice was filled with oppression as he whispered into Yan Jiang’s ear. “Yan Jiang, there are reporters nearby and children here. Don’t be rash.”

At Han Zhan’s reminder, Yan Jiang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He panted heavily. His chest heaved up and down due to his anger.

From a distance, Yan Jiang stared fixedly at Yan Rufeng and scolded. “The one with the surname Han is a pervert, and you are also a pervert! Meanwhile, I have been called ‘the son of a pervert’ for many years!”

“Because of you, I was beaten up and bullied. I was bullied all over campus!”

“Because of you, I didn’t have a father or mother to dote on me. I became an orphan and could only depend on my grandmother!”

“Because of you, Grandma couldn’t stand the gossip and ended up hanging herself by the door frame of the room with a rope! As for me, I didn’t dare to sleep day and night and was haunted by my grandmother’s nightmare for more than 10 years!”

The veins on Yan Jiang’s neck started popping. His face was red and his eyes were bloodshot as he questioned Yan Rufeng angrily. “Yan Rufeng, shouldn’t I hate you? Am I not the person in this world who is most qualified to hate you?”

— In this world, am I not the most qualified person to hate you?

Yan Rufeng’s expression changed slightly.

He looked at his son and felt bitter, aggrieved, and guilty.

“You can hate me.” Yan Rufeng’s attitude was cold. He turned to look at the neon lights in the distance and murmured. “You are innocent. You can hate me.” But who should I hate?

Yan Jiang smiled disdainfully at Yan Rufeng. He said, “Yan Rufeng, you abandoned your own child and went to raise another person’s child. You are really noble.”

an Rufeng remained silent.

Yan Jiang glanced at Han Qingshen, who remained silent and didn’t look too good. He was so jealous that he spoke in a sarcastic manner. “CEO Han, you are so lucky.”

Han Qing frowned deeply. “Yan Jiang...”

Yan Jiang grabbed Song Fei’s hand and said, “Ah Fei, let’s go.” Song Fei grabbed Yan Jiang’s hand and called Song Ci along.

After Yan Jiang and the rest left, Yan Rufeng’s tall back suddenly bent.

Han Qingshen carried Little Treasure and walked up to Yan Rufeng. She looked at Yan Rufeng’s lonely and confused face and said softly, “Uncle Yan, don’t be angry. That child doesn’t know the truth. It’s not wrong for him to hate you.”

Yan Jiang’s words tonight were indeed vicious. Every word was meant to kill Yan Rufeng’s heart. But Yan Jiang was right. After all, he was the most pitiful victim.

Yan Rufeng slowly straightened up. He turned and looked at Yan Jiang, who had already walked to the side of the car. His eyes were slightly moist. Yan Rufeng said guiltily, “I didn’t know that his grandmother’s death had cast such a deep shadow on him.”

Day and night, he was haunted by nightmares and didn’t dare to sleep. Yan Jiang had been in such agony for more than 10 years. Yan Rufeng didn’t dare to think too deeply about how cruel that was.

He suddenly felt sorry for Yan Jiang and also slightly regretful.

“I owe this child too much.” All these years, Yan Rufeng had also been keeping an eye on Yan Jiang’s life. He knew that after Yan Jiang became an actor, he became very popular. He also knew that he retired from the entertainment circles and became a forensic doctor.

Yan Jiang led a carefree and unrestrained life, doing whatever he wanted. He was completely different from the young Yan Rufeng.

It was obviously his own child, but Yan Jiang’s character was very similar to Han Chenyi’s.