Remember, I Am Young Master Longteng

There were more than thirty people sitting in the living room of the Su family villa. Today is the third anniversary of the death of Mr. Su. All his daughters and sons-in-law are here, as well as many distant relatives. No one is sitting. Except Lin Fan. He was standing in the corner, holding a cup of cold tea in his hand. No one offered him hot water. "Lin Fan." Su Dahai sat on the main seat and blew out a puff of smoke. "The old man has been away for three years, and you have lived in my Su family for three years in vain. I think it's about the same." The room full of people fell silent. Su Ming leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs. Holding a car key in his hand, the new model of BMW was dazzled in front of Lin Fan's eyes. "My sister married you because the old man was confused. Now that the old man is gone, it's time for you to get out, right?" Amelia Su sat in the corner, looking at her phone with her head down. He didn't even look at Lin Fan from beginning to end. Su Dahai pushed a document to the side of the coffee table. "Signed. The compensation of 30,000 yuan is enough for you to rent a house for half a year and find a job." Lin Fan didn't move.