Chapter 8 Call Him Ayan
Yang Suhua hardly dared to breathe, fearful that Fu Shiyan would become displeased and throw a wrench into the marriage alliance between the two families.
Fu Shiyan looked at An Yan, "Let's go."
An Yan nodded and followed the man's steps.
Han Yang followed behind the two, feeling very shocked; after all, Fu Shiyan rarely became angry over irrelevant people and matters.
It seemed An Yan held a special place for Fu Shiyan.
Once in the car, Fu Shiyan loosened his tie, looking at An Yan, "I'll take you to dinner, then send you back to the An Family."
"Younger Uncle, that home doesn't belong to me, nor does it welcome me." An Yan lowered her eyes, her black hair cascading down and covering her pale little face.
Fu Shiyan had seen everything that happened, and he knew An Yan's circumstances within the An Family were difficult.
Everyone in the An Family knew that Fu Chenyu was with An Yirou, and not only did they not scold them, but they even encouraged them more.
After all, as far as the An Family was concerned, as long as a daughter could marry into the Fu Family, it was enough.
Arranged marriages between powerful families were indeed normal, but the An Family's greed and strong display of it were not common.