Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare

Chapter 926 - 945: The Last Thing Before the New Year (Part 2)

Not only was Xi Xilan besieged, but An Yuya was also surrounded by numerous reporters, and the questions asked were similar.

"Miss An, as Mr. An’s only granddaughter who grew up by his side, and known for his favor towards you, why didn’t you fulfill your responsibilities as a granddaughter when Old Man was sick this time?"

"Miss An, what do you have to say about the things mentioned in the media?"

"Miss An..."

An Yuya, less worldly than her mother Xi Xilan, started to panic and was at a loss.

Xi Xilan’s warning gaze swept subtly across her face, then she calmly faced the reporters: "Dear journalist friends, I just want to say that I know nothing about the things you mentioned. Where does the talk of me not caring about my father come from? I’m busy at the company every day and visit my father-in-law whenever I have time."

The reporter continued to ask, "Then what do you have to say about Mr. An’s shares, Miss Xi?"

Xi Xilan’s mouth continued to curve into a contemptuous smile, filled with a slightly restrained anger: "This is simply a pack of lies. My father doted on me more than his own son, and that’s a well-known fact. Since he adored me so much? If I wanted the shares, why wouldn’t he give them to me? So today I want to tell certain people through your microphones, stop playing these dirty tricks. Furthermore, I reserve the right to pursue those spreading rumors, and I will definitely make them face legal consequences. I’m done here. Now, please make way, I need to visit my father-in-law."

With that, Xi Xilan haughtily pushed through the crowd and walked into the hospital, with countless camera flashes behind her, and this scene quickly became the headline news again.

In the Lin Family’s living room, An Nan was watching the news report on TV with great interest. This time, with her, wasn’t her husband Lin Mubai, but their son An Jiayou, home for the weekend.

Compared to An Nan’s indifferent demeanor, anger simmered on his face: "What’s so great about watching this kind of person’s news? It just taints our own image."

Hearing his comment, An Nan shook her head, unfazed: "Handsome son, why such a rage? Whatever she does or says, what does it have to do with us? We just need to keep a normal mindset, take this as a bit of fun to amuse ourselves."

"But Mom..."

Before he could finish, An Nan interrupted him with a laugh: "Alright, alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. Come, tell me about how things are going at school recently. Are there any girls chasing you?"

As An Nan spoke, her gentle gaze rested on his increasingly defined face, her eyes filled with an amused smile.

Though Jiayou was young, only a twelve-year-old child, he was very uncomfortable being asked about such early romance issues: "An Nan, that’s enough."

What kind of question was this, was it really appropriate for his age?

The other party seemed not to notice the displeasure in her eyes and continued to press on: "Good son, tell me, is there or isn’t there? Mom is just bored at home, so I’m curious!"