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Chapter 990 - 987: Want to Sever Father-Son Ties with Me?

Chapter 990: Chapter 987: Want to Sever Father-Son Ties with Me?

Back at the Tong Family home, Tong Xiaohua’s father didn’t give Yan Bo a cold reception. Instead, he and Uncle Zheng led the two of them into the study.

After closing the door, the first thing Tong Xiaohua’s father said to the two young men was, "I’ve kept today’s events from your mother, so be careful how you speak."

Tong Xiaohua and Yan Bo both nodded and then heard Tong Xiaohua’s father say, "You two don’t need to worry about this matter. I’ve already sent someone to find out what happened. All the necessary connections and arrangements have been made by our people."

Tong Xiaohua fell silent for a moment before asking, "Dad, is everything that Police Officer Luolian said today true?"

Tong Xiaohua’s father glanced at Tong Xiaohua, "Fool, if we were really behind it, they would have used it to come after us long ago. Why would they wait until now to dredge up old matters?"

"Then why are they..." Tong Xiaohua didn’t quite understand.

Tong Xiaohua’s father turned his gaze to Yan Bo, "Xiao Yan, why do you think they are doing this?"

Yan Bo reached out and held Tong Xiaohua’s hand, "They are just seizing the opportunity to make a fuss..."

Tong Xiaohua grew anxious, "But if Uncle Ming confesses to everything, won’t he be falling into their trap?"

"Don’t worry, your Uncle Zheng will have a plan."

Uncle Zheng acknowledged and then asked Yan Bo, "Third Young Master, which lawyer are you thinking of recommending?"

Yan Bo mentioned a name, and Uncle Zheng’s eyes lit up, "Do you mean An Zijun, the one who doesn’t play by the rules?"

Yan Bo nodded, "Exactly, it’s him."

"It’s said that he’s hard to hire and mostly takes on only national-level major cases. Do you have a relationship with him?"

Yan Bo nodded again, "Somewhat. He owes me a favor, so asking for his help shouldn’t be difficult."

Uncle Zheng looked at Yan Bo and seemed like he still had something to say.

But on second thought, considering Yan Bo’s identity, which was extraordinary, what would be impossible for others might just be a simple effort for him.

"Since it’s him, I wouldn’t mind collaborating with him."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bo took the phone and stepped out; in a few minutes, he returned to the study and informed Tong Xiaohua’s father and Uncle Zheng, "Zijun said he’ll rush over before noon tomorrow. I’ve told him the basic situation, and he wants to come discuss the details with Uncle Tong and Uncle Zheng before deciding the next steps."

Although Tong Xiaohua’s father had not heard of An Zijun before, seeing Uncle Zheng’s high regard for this person, he didn’t interfere any further. The four of them went over the entire situation from start to finish in the study and came up with several contingency plans.

As time neared midnight, after having spent most of the evening discussing, everyone went back to their respective rooms to rest.

Saying goodnight at the study door, Yan Bo stood in front of Tong Xiaohua’s father and apologized, "Uncle Tong, I’m sorry!"

Tong Xiaohua’s father patted his shoulder, offering comfort, "We’re family, what’s there to be sorry about! Don’t worry, what kind of storm haven’t I, Ah Ming, and others weathered? There won’t be a problem. Go rest, we still need to get up early tomorrow."

After Yan Bo returned to the bedroom, he sat on the sofa and pondered for a moment before finally making a call to Yan Zhong.

"What’s the matter at this late hour?" the phone connected, and Yan Zhong’s tone was extremely impatient.

"Dad, if you have an issue, take it out on me, why make things difficult for the Tong Family?" Yan Bo’s tone was also not very friendly.

"Xiao Bo, what kind of tone is that? You’re speaking to me like this for an outsider? Is it really worth it to you!"

Yan Bo thought back to what Elder Tong had just said and retorted with some anger.

"Dad, Xiao Hua and Uncle Tong aren’t outsiders to me."

On the other end of the phone, Yan Zhong took a deep breath, "Xiao Bo, you’re still young, I don’t blame you for being deceived by them. While you still can turn back, hurry and do so!"

Yan Bo frowned, "Dad, are you insulting my intelligence or your own genes? I’m twenty years old, I can make clear distinctions about right and wrong, and who is good or not good to me!"

"Yan Bo, don’t think you’re all that great. Can you dare say that your company’s success has nothing to do with your status as the third young master of the Yan Family?"

Yan Zhong also seemed to lose his temper, and his words became increasingly hurtful.

Yan Bo had a good temper, but that didn’t mean he was without one.

"Dad, I won’t deny that part of Yanhuang’s success today is because I am your son. But eighty percent of it is still due to my own efforts and opportunities. You know better than I do that whether it was the Viaduct Project or the land currently being bid on, all the procedures were followed. Have I taken the slightest advantage?"

Yan Bo was a filial person, but he was not foolishly so, and he was also very aware of how much his father valued the Yan Family’s reputation.

That was why he had chosen to leave the Capital City and start a business in L City—it was to spare his father from criticism.

After arriving in L City, everything from the company’s establishment to the management of funds and the competition for projects followed normal procedures without a hint of speculation or trickery.

Yan Zhong deep down understood this, which was why he was left speechless after Yan Bo’s confrontation.

"Dad, if you think I, as your son, would use your name for personal gain, you can issue a statement clarifying that my affairs have nothing to do with you. That way, you can stay completely clear of any suspicion or involvement, and at the same time, continue to maintain your lofty and grand image!"

The more Yan Bo spoke, the angrier he became, knowing he shouldn’t say some things, yet he still said them.

He knew his words would hurt his father’s heart, but he couldn’t help it.

If his father’s suppression was only directed at him or Yanhuang, he would never utter a sound, nor would he ever bow his head to his father.

"Yan Bo, what you’re saying, you want to sever our father-son relationship?"

Yan Zhong seemed to be angered by Yan Bo, breathing heavily.

"Dad, if that’s how you want to interpret it, so be it!" As their conversation went on, Yan Bo became significantly calmer.

"Yan Bo, you’re choosing an impostor as a father! Just for that Tong Family girl, you’re willing to disown your own parents who gave birth to and raised you? I know the Tong Family is wealthy, but are you aware of how filthy their money is?"

Yan Bo stood up and walked over to the window, pulling back the curtains to look outside.

For some reason, a light drizzle had started, and the pitter-patter of rain seeped into his ears, the bone-chilling cold bit by bit penetrating his skin.

"Dad, I love you, but at the same time, I also love Xiao Hua, and her parents, I treat them as my own. Now you want to use such despicable methods against them; what do you expect me to do?"

Yan Bo spoke very calmly, but inside, he was very sad.

The weather forecast said there would be heavy snow in the Capital City today. My father once suffered a gunshot wound, and his entire body felt uncomfortable when the weather was damp and cold.

But Yan Bo knew that physical discomfort was far less painful than a wounded heart.

Yet he was powerless. Whether it was his parents or Tong Xiaohua and her parents, to him, both were the flesh of his palms and the backs of his hands; hurting either side would cause him pain.

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