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"You..." Seeing him admit it in person, Jian Yunlin was so angry that he glared at him. "I think you are really confused! That is the daughter of Martin tens of thousands of years! The daughter of your father's enemy!"
"So what?"
"If you want me to understand you, then have you ever understood me?" Jian Yunlin patted his chest. "You want me to give my heir, my son, to my enemy's daughter?"
"Father, you still have Natasha, don't you?" Jian Bishop walked to the window, looked outside, and looked far away. "My action is to help you solve a long-term problem. You used to think about which son to choose as your heir. Now you don't have to think about me, as long as Natasha can inherit the Jian family."
"What? You, you don't even want to take the Jian family's position for the daughter of Martin tens of thousands of years?" Jian Yunlin pointed at him with trembling fingers.
A smile appeared on Jian Bishop's lips. "My home is indeed important, and the person I love is the same. If I can't share the two, then I can only choose the more important one."
"Lin Ran, are you saying that to you now, Martin daughter is more important than your family?" Jian Yunlin couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that Martin populated's daughter was so charming that she had seduced him, her usually calm eldest son.
"Because the Jian Family doesn't have me, and there are also Natasha." Jian Bishop thought of Natasha Martin, who relied on her unconsciously, and said with a faint smile, "But she can't do it without me."
Speaking of this, Jian Bishop continued, "Then my importance to Natasha Martin is much more important to the Jian family than to me. Don't you think so, father?"
"Bullshit!" Jian Yunlin roared, and his eyes were about to burst out fire.
"Then I will naturally choose the side that needs me." Jian Bishop turned around and looked at Jian Yunlin in front of her. Her eyes became cold. "So, father, you can go back!"
Passing by Jian Yunlin, Jian Bishop walked to the door.
"If you dare to walk out of this door, don't even think about recognizing me as your father!" Jian Yunlin's voice came from behind.
"It's up to you," Jian Bishop said.
It was good to have a family and a lover at the same time.
"It doesn't matter if I can't!"
Anyway, he used to stay abroad all year round and never enjoyed any family warmth.
For him, it was not a big deal whether he had a home or not, because he had the ability to create what he wanted.
"You like that Natasha Martin, but does she like you?" Jian Yunlin shouted behind him.
Jian Bishop stopped.
"If you want to expose the fact that I hired that masked gang, go ahead and expose it! I won't give my son to the Martin family even if I die. Instead, I chose the daughter of Martin tens of thousands of years!" Seeing that his son was going to give up the Jian family for the daughter of his enemy, Jian Yunlin was going crazy. "I will immediately reveal your identity and tell the outside world that you are my son. I want to see if the Martin family will accept you or not. Let's see if Miss Martin will still want you, the housekeeper!"
"Don't think that you are really another person just because you changed your name. No matter how you change your name, you are still my son! The Jian family and the Martin family are irreconcilable! It's impossible for you and Miss Martin to be together!"
Jian Bishop clenched her fists and left.
Jian Yunlin made a phone call and shouted, "Let the news out, and let the outside world know that he is a member of the Jian family!"
The Martin family.
Martin tens of thousands of years sat on the sofa, drinking tea.
In addition to the white hair on his temples five years ago, he was in a good mental state in all aspects. Besides, his daughter was promising and less Annoying.
"So, why are you saying that dad is sick?" Natasha Martin smiled and held back her anger of being cheated.
"If you don't say that I'm sick, will you come back?" Martin put down the teacup. "I'm afraid you're in charge of the Maple Forest Garden. You're with the housekeeper and those servants every day, but you don't want to go home to see me and your mother."
"It's not for work," Natasha Martin said, "You used to think that I was useless, but now I put my mind on work and on the company. You don't seem to be happy anymore, do you? So it's also hard to serve your parents."
"You-" Martin pointed at her and was immediately rendered speechless by his daughter.
"Ha!" Natasha Martin smiled and sat down. "You'd better not be angry. Don't let you fall ill later!"
The chief steward, Uncle, poured tea for her. "Miss Henry, everyone misses you. It's time for you to come back and have a look!"
Madame Martin was also full of smiles. She took the soup from the servant and said, "Come on, daughter, this is the first-class herb grass that my mother asked her friend to buy recently. This soup is good for your health. Drink it quickly."
Natasha Martin's current financial status and financial status were obvious to all in the Martin Group. Mrs. Martin and Martin tens of thousands of years were no longer dissatisfied with her daughter.
Madame Martin was proud of her daughter and loved her very much.
Knowing that she was devoted to her work, she asked the servants to boil her body as soon as she came back.
"Yes." Natasha Martin nodded and took a sip. "Let's talk about it first. I'll go back in the afternoon."
Madame Martin looked at Martin tens of thousands of years later.
The couple called their daughter back. It was obvious that they had something else to do.
"You're not young anymore. You didn't have to worry about it in the past, but now you should seriously consider your next life," Martin Wanwan said. It had been five years since Natasha Martin left home, and he and his wife began to worry again. "If you don't have a lover now, your mother's friends will introduce you to her. You can meet her."
"Daughter, it's true." Madame Martin also hurriedly took out the photos. "My mother's friends introduced several noble childes. This time, I've already passed the test for you, and I've also carefully learned about them in advance. These are all men with family backgrounds, who have no problem in character, knowledge, and conduct. You can really meet with the male lead first..."
"Mom," Natasha Martin drank the soup and said, "I said what I said five years ago, and now what I said. I'm in charge of my marriage. I don't need you to introduce me to me."
"No, daughter..."
"If you continue like this, I'll leave."
Madame Martin looked at Martin tens of thousands of years and was at a loss for a moment.
Hearing her words, Martin tens of thousands of years suddenly got angry. "If you don't get married, do you want to be a nun for the rest of your life? Look at you now. You're in your 30s, but you don't have a single man around you. You've been with that Jian Bishop all day long. Do you want to spend the rest of your life with that housekeeper?"
"Ten thousand years..." Mrs. Martin wanted to stop her husband, but she had to say it in a more tactful way.
Joe held back his anger. "Why can't I?"
"You-"
"Who set the rule that we must get married?" Natasha Martin said, "Besides, why can't we hire a housekeeper for the rest of our lives?"
"Just tell me!" Martin Wanwan asked her directly, "You don't have a blind date or a boyfriend. Have you fallen in love with that Jian Bishop?"
Five years ago, when Martin saw the intimacy between Natasha Martin and Jian Bishop in that restaurant, he had always suspected the relationship between Natasha Martin and Jian Bishop.
Natasha Martin smiled gently and put the soup aside. "What if I say yes?"
"You!" Martin eyes widened. "Are you trying to piss me off?"
"Daughter, you're not real, are you..."
Madame Martin looked at her in shock. She didn't believe that she would like the butler beside her.
"We told you five years ago, didn't we?" Natasha Martin said, "If I can prove myself and make the whole Martin family look at me with new eyes, then I'll be the one in charge of my life.
Don't get involved, right?"
Martin tens of thousands of years gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, he can't do it! That Jian Bishop just can't do it! Look at who he is! Old Qin, show her the things!"
Uncle held a document and handed it to Natasha Martin with a worried look. "Miss Natasha, Butler Jian's surname is indeed Jian, but he is the eldest Young Master of the Jian family in Hong Kong..."
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