"Because your mother had a bad background, she was not worthy of the second young master of Yan's family, so she was strongly opposed by your grandfather. In order to be with his beloved, your father eloped with your mother."

Yang Muya recalled the past, and when he mentioned the brother who had always treated her well in the memory, the expression in Yan Chengchi's eyes became slightly trance.

When she first saw Yan Chengchi, she was nostalgic in her heart.

The so-called son of a deceased, in Yang Muya's eyes, only Yan Chengchi's father, Yan Mo, is the young master of the Yan family that she truly respects.

If not, she knew that Xia Changyue was here to help Yan Chengchi intercede, and when she wanted her to attend the shareholders' meeting, she would not let her follow her.

She didn't want to help Yan Sheng, but she didn't want to watch Yan Mo's son get into trouble.

She was struggling inside, only she knew.

"After your parents left the Yan family, your grandfather fell ill. Without the Yan family's pursuit, they should be able to live their own lives. Presumably when you were just born, your parents must be very happy." Yang Mu Ya Qingqian's voice is full of yearning.

"..." Yan Chengchi's eyes flashed slightly.

At that time, he should have been very young and had no impression of many things. He only knew that his father was like a mountain, protecting him and his mother.

What he liked most when he was a child was sitting on his father's shoulders, watching him hold him with one hand and his mother with the other, walking in the streets after dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on them, casting happy silhouettes on the ground...

That picture has always stayed in the depths of his memory.

"What happened later? What happened to the Yan family?" Yan Chengchi asked suddenly, recalling what happened back then.

They are all juniors, and they have very little impression of what happened when they were young, but Yang Muya was still in the Yang family at that time, she should have known it.

"Your grandfather is a smart man. Knowing that your father's ambitions are not here, he gave up chasing him back. Instead, he handed over all of the Yan family's business to Yan Sheng to manage. Suddenly, the consortium had a problem and lost more than one billion yuan. No one knew where the money went. As the president of the group, Yan Sheng could not come up with a reasonable explanation. He was strongly protested by the group shareholders at that time. At one point, the Yan group was almost destroyed. In order to calm the anger, your grandfather had to send someone to find your father, wanting him to think about the relationship between father and son and come back to help Yan Sheng tide over the difficulties."

After too long time passed, Yang Muya didn't remember very clearly what happened at the time.

They only knew that they found Yan Mo later, but when they were about to pick up Yan Mo back, a car accident happened suddenly.

The car accident was very tragic. All the bodyguards in the car died. Only Yan Mo, who thought that the airbag and the desperate guard of the bodyguard, could save his life and was sent to the hospital for rescue.

But twenty-four hours after the operation was successful, he died of postoperative complications.

"Your grandfather watched the Yan group fall into a crisis. His youngest son was in a car accident because he was about to come back to help him. He couldn't stand the stimulus for a while and soon became very sick and couldn't get out of bed. Later, the Yan group survived the crisis. There is only one person left in the family line, Yan Sheng, and everything of the Yan family will naturally fall into his hands."

Yang Muya's eyes darkened, and her tone sank, "Now think about it, with Yan Sheng's cruel heart, how could you allow your grandfather to take your father back and take his place when he is in trouble?"