Su Yiwan's heart was sinking. It turns out that she went to the fashion mansion to find someone to break the engagement last night. Did she find the wrong one?

But the man obviously said his surname was Yan, and the address was given by Su Yi.

Has the address been tampered with? Otherwise, how could Su Wanjing suddenly appear last night? But Su Yi wanted to marry so much, the problem would never have happened to him.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on Su Yiwan, and seeing her eyes cold and calm, her whole body exuding a cold aura, like an iceberg beauty.

"Young Master Yan." Su Wanjing's heart suddenly pounded.

Subconsciously approached Yan Feng, stretched out his hand and said, "I am Su Wanjing."

Yan Feng did not look at her, but said to Su Yiwan: "Have we seen it?"

"No." Su Yiwan said.

She was a little absent-minded, and her cold aura instantly became a little amused and confused. She thought that she had found the wrong person to break the engagement last night?

That man's surname is Yan?

No wonder he asked in confusion: "You and I have a engagement?" At that time, she thought he was teasing her. Now it seems that he may indeed have no engagement, and it is even more impossible for him to do so.

"Feng'er." Leng Ling grabbed Yan Feng's arm, dragged him back to him, and said sternly to him: "I won't admit this marriage, don't forget what we said before."

Hearing her words, Yan Feng looked at Su Yiwan and said, "If Miss Su is here to discuss the marriage tonight, I'm afraid you will be useless to meet anyone. You can play with me, but getting married is not possible."

Su Yiwan laughed in a low voice, and she said indifferently: "You two seem to be wrong."

"I was invited by Mr. Yan tonight, and I have never mentioned the marriage from beginning to end. You have been taking the initiative to mention it. Those who don't know about it thought you were anxious." Su Yiwan said.

Leng Ling's face changed as she heard that everyone looked at her. Only then did she realize that she was anxious, giving people a powerful and greedy face.

She looked at Su Yiwan's eyes even more unfriendly.

"Young Master Yan, my sister doesn't mean that." Su Wanjing immediately stepped forward to scan her face.

Chen Wenhui also hurriedly walked forward, trying to squeeze Su Yiwan away, Leng Lie and Yan Feng were caught by the two of them, and Su Yiwan said to Uncle Li: "Please lead the way."

Su Yiwan didn't want to get entangled with them. She simply wanted to meet the old man, especially when she dreamed of her grandfather the night before, she came back from abroad.

She has no friends in China, and her relatives are not worth mentioning. She is even less interested in such banquets and engagements, but she is a little interested in the old man's illness.

"Please, Miss Su." Uncle Li saw Su Yiwan's elegant manners, generous words but not timid at all, and he looked at her with some appreciation.

Judging from the posture of Su Wanjing and Chen Wenhui hugging their thighs, it further highlights Su Yiwan's uniqueness.

"Yeah." Su Yiwan responded and raised her heels.

Leng Ling was anxious when she saw this. Once she saw the old man, the matter would be settled! Once it was settled, there would be no possibility of reverse. The Yan family was rich, but they actually had no control.

Mr. Yan has two sons, and Leng Ling married the eldest son. Although they were outside, they were actually not in their hands, and they could even leave the house at any time.
Chapter completed!