Ling Yun sighed. He didn't feel it was his place to say anything about his younger brother's choices; early was early, but it was only an engagement after all.
And as for him!
He had a little one now, so it was about time to propose to the An Family.
Amidst these thoughts!
Ling Yun dialed An Guomin's number. An Guomin was in the middle of a meeting on the other end, and when an unfamiliar number called in, he initially didn't want to answer.
He was just about to pick up when several company veterans rolled their eyes at him, so he hung up.
Ling Yun...
Having called three times in a row only to be hung up on, Ling Yun also had his pride, and he declared to himself that he wouldn't call again.
In the afternoon!
He had assumed that the Han Family from Korea wouldn't make any moves, but Ling Yun had underestimated them after all.
The target of the Korean Han Family wasn't him, but rather the second largest shareholder of the Ling Group, Qin Lan.
When Qin Lan went out for lunch at noon, she was struck by a large truck. The driver died on the spot, and Qin Lan was rushed into the intensive care unit.
Ling Yun knew nothing of all this!
Inside the villa!
The little one had slipped right back in after waking up from the airplane, doing so right in front of An Qing and the others.
She had tricked An Qing again, and the latter had spent ages explaining things to Han Xiaoai and the others, even dragging spatial mages into the mix.
Beibei bounced up and cried in pleasant surprise, "Haha, handsome uncle didn't lie to me after all, little sister is back!"
Long Yanran scolded her,