The Rejected Heiress's Possesive Tycoon Husband-Chapter 34 You’re Just An Shimeng’s Good Big Brother

As a result, An Yan showed no appreciation at all. "To me, winning and losing are very important!" she stated.

An Yaoluo: "..."

Why can’t this girl understand what’s good for her?

Does she really need to lose to Mengmeng before she learns her lesson?

"Fine! Since you insist on competing, then let’s compete! I’ll be the judge!"

To make the experience more profound for An Yan, he upped the stakes.

"No matter which of you publishes the paper, Big Brother will also put up an additional 20,000,000 to reward the winner."

An Zhongbo and Bai Xiaoyun overheard their entire conversation from outside the dining room.

An Zhongbo was overjoyed. "Yanyan, Mengmeng," he exclaimed, "if you really manage to publish a paper in your freshman year, Daddy will add an additional 30,000,000 to your prize money!"

"Our An Family’s children must stand out! Hahaha!!!"

An Shimeng was thrilled.

An Yan’s 50,000,000! Big Brother’s 20,000,000, and Daddy added another 30,000,000!

If she published just one paper, she’d instantly be worth a hundred million, right?

Bai Xiaoyun, however, was frowning deeply, feeling that An Yan’s sudden mention of the paper seemed very suspicious.

Could she possibly know about Yang Yu’s notes?

No, impossible. An Yan was only two years old when she left home. Although Yang Yu’s safe was in her room, it was clearly a place Yang Yu used to hide her own things.

How could such information be shared with a two-year-old child?

But just in case, as An Shimeng was preparing to leave for school, Bai Xiaoyun hurried after her and cautioned, "You absolutely cannot copy the content from that notebook verbatim! I suspect An Yan is trying to bait us!"

"I know!" An Shimeng said impatiently.

"I’m not stupid. Although the content is very valuable, it’s too old and too complex."

"I’ll make some cuts and revisions, redo the experiments with modern equipment, and create my own paper! Don’t worry, Mom."

"Mhm."

Bai Xiaoyun straightened her clothes for her. "As long as you know what you’re doing, go ahead," she said.

After watching An Shimeng leave, Bai Xiaoyun took out her phone and dialed a number. "Are you still in the countryside?" she asked.

"I’m preparing to head back."

"Good," Bai Xiaoyun continued. "I called to tell you, that bitch An Yan might go to the stores. So, quickly notify both of them to put away those signature collection pieces for now. Under no circumstances can An Yan see them!"

"Got it."

"Also, try to push the most expensive products on An Yan. As for the price, just increase it tenfold!"

"Tenfold?"

"Yes, tenfold. That old bastard An Zhongbo actually gave her his black card! What does a little country bumpkin know about jewelry? It’ll be whatever price you tell her, won’t it?"

A cunning expression spread across Bai Xiaoyun’s face, completely undisguised.

"No matter what, I want you to find a way to make her charge as much of that money to our accounts as possible!"

After ending the call, Bai Xiaoyun returned to the dining table, once again adopting an intelligent and elegant demeanor, the concern in her eyes even seeming a little more genuine. "Yanyan," she said, "regarding the paper, if you need any help from the family, just ask."

"In your father’s eyes and mine, you and Mengmeng are both our daughters, and we hope you both continue to improve."

An Yan nodded casually, continuing to eat her food slowly and methodically.

She showed none of An Shimeng’s sense of urgency.

An Yaoluo couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

He patiently waited for her to finish eating and followed her upstairs. When she was about to enter her room, he spoke softly, "Yanyan, how about I arrange for you to audit classes at Luocheng University first? As for the paper..."

An Yan’s expression immediately turned cold. "No need," she stated.

"The reason I haven’t started school yet is because I have other things to do. I don’t want to go for the time being!"

Now that she knew about the stores connected to Bai Xiaoyun, she planned to check them out. Perhaps she could find the jewelry her mother had left for her.

"What could you possibly have to do?" An Yaoluo habitually furrowed his brow.

An Yan stared at him silently, her clear, bright eyes as indifferent as if she were looking at a stone.

An Yaoluo felt a pang in his chest. "Yanyan, Big Brother is just worried about you!" he said.

An Yan looked at him coldly. "You’re not! You just don’t want to give me a chance to go back on my word."

"You’ve already decided in your heart that An Shimeng will definitely beat me. You’re afraid that if I don’t concede, I’ll use starting school later than An Shimeng as an excuse!"

"You’ve always thought I was bluffing, that I’m not a good younger sister!"

At this, she suddenly curled her lips, and a hint of mockery appeared in her delicate features. "Actually, in my eyes, you’re not much of a Big Brother either! You’re just An Shimeng’s good Big Brother, that’s all!" she said.

With that, she went straight into her room and slammed the door shut with a loud BANG.

An Yaoluo was left standing there alone, stunned.

So, in Yanyan’s heart, he was just An Shimeng’s good Big Brother?

He had considered her in every single thing he did. That girl really didn’t know what’s good for her!

At nine in the morning, An Yan left the villa.

An hour later, having changed her appearance and accompanied by Wen Ya, she arrived at the well-established jewelry store on Zier Road.

The shop occupied a prime location on Zier Road’s luxury shopping street.

It covered a full 200 square meters, spanning two floors.

As soon as An Yan entered, a sales assistant greeted her with a wide smile. "Welcome! What can I help you find today?" she asked.

As she spoke, the sales assistant sized up the two customers who had just entered.

The one in front wore a new Chanel suit from the current season, carried a limited-edition custom Gucci bag, and even her sunglasses were from a top international brand.

The one following her in must be her assistant, wearing a skirt suit, holding a briefcase, her hair neatly tied up, and sporting a pair of rimless glasses.

She definitely has the air of a female CEO out on the town.

Hearing the greeting, the female CEO coolly raised a hand and removed her sunglasses. "I want the most expensive jewelry in your store," she declared. "It must be genuine. If you dare try to fool me with fakes, believe me, I can have your store shut down in minutes!"

The sales assistant’s smile bloomed. "Madam, please rest assured, all the jewelry in our store is absolutely authentic! This way, please!" she said.

An Yan was led by the sales assistant to the VIP reception area, and soon a line of staff approached her with trays. "This batch is from the Shi Family’s premium collection," one began. "Every diamond comes with a certificate, guaranteeing you..."

An Yan gestured for her to stop. "Their most expensive pieces are only a few hundred thousand. What kind of low-grade stuff is this? Who are you trying to insult?"

The sales assistant quickly had another batch brought over.

This time, the prices were mostly around a million. "Madam, what we are showing you now are works by the internationally renowned jewelry designer Anai..."

"His designs are all alike, as if mass-produced. Are you trying to make people think my gifts lack any distinction?"

The sales assistant wasn’t angered by such pickiness; on the contrary, she seemed pleased.

Quickly, the third batch was presented. "Madam, this time we are showing you..."

"Don’t you have anything in this store that’s unique, truly eye-catching?" An Yan interrupted. "Something that shows I put real thought into it the moment you see it? Preferably with a sense of history, something with some substance!"

The self-styled CEO was clearly getting impatient.

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