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Yuncheng Airport…

Song Fengwan helped Old Madam Yan get into the car first. This time, she had brought a lot of Nanjiang specialties over, and the trunk almost couldn’t fit everything. After the four of them got into the car, Yan Wangchuan drove while the unfamiliar man sat in the front passenger seat.

The road leading out of the airport was a little congested. Yan Wangchuan gripped the steering wheel tightly and looked at the person beside him. “Thanks for your hard work this time.”

“It’s what I should do. I just happen to be on holiday, so I don’t have much to do. Mother Huang also went back home, so I was worried about Grandma coming here alone.” The man’s voice was light and soft, and he spoke very politely to Yan Wangchuan.

“When are you going back?”

Song Fengwan lowered her head and tried to hold back her laughter. He came over with Grandma Yan out of goodwill, and he’s only just gotten into the car, but Uncle Yan is already chasing him away?

The man seemed to be used to Yan Wangchuan’s way of talking, and he was neither surprised nor angry. “I’ll check the available plane tickets later.”

“There aren’t many people in Shaochen’s house, and he used to spend Lunar New Year at our house. Why don’t you just stay and celebrate the new year with us?” Old Madam Yan suggested.

Song Fengwan raised her eyebrows slightly. His name is…

Yan Shaochen?

“It’s fine. I have something to do when I get back.” Yan Shaochen had already taken out his phone and started checking for available plane tickets.

“It’s the new year, and both your parents are overseas. Why go back alone? Don’t listen to your eldest uncle’s nonsense.” Old Madam Yan harrumphed lightly.

“I…” Before Yan Shaochen could speak, Yan Wangchuan’s words instantly shut him up.

“Since he wants to go back, why force him to stay?”

Song Fengwan was stunned. It was normal to say some pleasantries during conversations. His mouth should be sealed. He’s so bad at talking.

“Shaochen, just stay in Yuncheng to accompany me.” Old Madam Yan wished she could beat Yan Wangchuan to death. “Ignore your uncle. He’s stupid with his words. He usually doesn’t speak, but when he does, he can anger people to death!”

Song Fengwan nodded her head vigorously. This conclusion is very accurate.

Because of Old Madam Yan’s presence, Song Fengwan didn’t feel bored on the way back home, and she also got to know Yan Shaochen’s identity.

He was a distant relative of the Yan family. His great-grandfather and Yan Wangchuan’s grandfather were cousins. But due to the war, they had lost contact, and it was only after the year 2000 did they manage to contact each other again.

They were distant relatives, but according to seniority, Yan Shaochen had to address Yan Wangchuan as ‘Eldest Uncle’.

Yan Wangchuan had always been single, so Old Madam Yan didn’t have any grandchildren. As such, she doted on Yan Shaochen like he was her grandson. He often accompanied her during his free time, and he was obviously more likable and better at talking than Yan Wangchuan, so he had a much closer relationship with Old Madam Yan.

He didn’t enter the Yan Group to work but set up a small studio himself, which was also in the jewelry design industry. From his conversation with Old Madam Yan, it seemed that he had won a design award some time ago.

Song Fengwan lowered her head and sent a message to Qiao Aiyun to inform her that another person would be coming over, lest she wasn’t prepared.

***

Qiao residence…

Qiao Aiyun was indeed not prepared. With one more person coming, who was a relative of the Yan family, she definitely had to prepare well since it was their first time meeting. She cooked two more dishes, and the four people arrived in the blink of an eye.

“Auntie.” Qiao Aiyun was still a little nervous when facing Old Madam Yan.

“You cooked? Why go to the trouble? We can go out to eat.” Although Old Madam Yan said this, she was still happy deep down because, at the very least, Qiao Aiyun had the heart. Having a madam in the house is indeed different.

“It’s fine. It wasn’t troublesome. Please come inside.” Qiao Aiyun also welcomed Yan Shaochen into the house. “Please come in too.”

“This is Shaochen,” Old Madam Yan introduced. “Shaochen, this is the person I mentioned to you…”

“Hello, Eldest Aunt,” Yan Shaochen said readily.

“He calls me Eldest Uncle,” Yan Wangchuan added.

Qiao Aiyun felt her ears heat up. What Yan Wangchuan meant was that they had matching titles because they were a couple.

After everyone sat down, Qiao Aiyun continued bustling about in the kitchen. Yan Wangchuan originally wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but he was chased out after breaking a plate. After which, Old Madam Yan went to the kitchen to take a look.

Qiao Aiyun was cleaning up the broken porcelain plate on the floor with her head lowered.

“Wangchuan has never entered the kitchen before. Please forgive him.”

“It’s alright.” Qiao Aiyun really wanted to reprimand the person who had come and caused her more trouble instead of helping her. But his mother was here, so she couldn’t do so.

Ever since he entered her house, Qiao Aiyun had already changed two sets of porcelain bowls, so she was used to him breaking plates.

…

When Yan Wangchuan left the kitchen, Song Fengwan and Yan Shaochen were watching TV in the living room.

The two of them were sitting quite far away from each other, and Song Fengwan was holding the remote control. Although Yan Shaochen was drinking tea with his head lowered, he looked at Song Fengwan from time to time.

Almost everyone in the Yan family was very curious about them, especially Qiao Aiyun. Exactly what kind of charm did she have that she could make Yan Wangchuan wait so long for her?

“Are you in your senior year of high school?” Yan Shaochen suddenly asked.

“Yes.” Song Fengwan wasn’t familiar with him, so she was somewhat reserved and cautious.

“Liberal arts or science?”

“Liberal arts.” Like most girls, Song Fengwan struggled with mathematics, physics, and chemistry, so she chose liberal arts in high school.

“I heard that your results are pretty good. Why did you choose to study art?”

Before Song Fengwan even spoke, Yan Wangchuan coughed and sat in between them on the sofa, interrupting their conversation. “Shaochen, you’re a little talkative today.”

Yan Shaochen was dumbfounded. I just casually asked two questions. How is that being talkative?

Even if Miss Song is going to be your daughter in the future, there’s no reason for you to be so protective of her like this.

It’s not like I’m a human trafficker!

“Eldest Uncle, you haven’t been back to Nanjiang recently. Many people have been asking me about you when they see me.” Yan Shaochen changed the topic resentfully.

“Asking about me?” Yan Wangchuan hunched his body slightly, almost blocking Yan Shaochen’s entire vision.

“It’s almost the new year, so they probably want to give you some gifts.”

“It’s pointless of them to ask about me. I never accept any gifts.”

Yan Shaochen was at a loss for words, and Song Fengwan was speechless. He terminated the conversation again.

“By the way, which school do you want to study at? Do you have a goal?” Yan Shaochen could only look at Song Fengwan again.

“It will depend on my school enrollment exam results.” Song Fengwan kept changing the TV channels.

Yan Wangchuan glared at him coldly, his eyes as sharp and as cold as a hawk. Yan Shaochen’s breathing stagnated. Is he warning me?

I’ve seen people protective of their children. But I’ve never seen anyone protective of his stepdaughter like this even before becoming her stepfather.

At this moment, Song Fengwan’s phone vibrated. She ran to the second floor with her phone and answered the call while walking up the stairs. “Hey.”

Yan Shaochen raised his eyebrows slightly. Her voice suddenly became soft and delicate, completely different from when she was talking to me. Is that…

“Shaochen?” Yan Wangchuan’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Eldest Uncle.”

“How was work this year?”

“Not bad…”

…

With Yan Wangchuan covering for her, Song Fengwan had already run back into her room to talk on the phone. When talking about her picking someone up earlier, they naturally also talked about Yan Shaochen.

***

Yunjin Prime Manor…

Shi Fang and Qian Jiang were still waiting for Fu Chen to assign them tasks. But seeing that he was talking on the phone with Song Fengwan, they just stood there quietly.

Shi Fang reached out to poke the person beside him. “Old Jiang, we really came at the right time.

“Third Master has been in a bad mood recently, so I was wondering if we would be scolded when we came to get the documents. But as long as he calls Miss Song, his mood will be exceptionally good.

“No wonder the horoscope said that my luck is excellent today.”

“Then you’ll speak later.” Qian Jiang lowered his voice.

“Sure,” Shi Fang agreed.

When Fu Chen hung up, Shi Fang hurriedly said, “Third…”

Bang! Fu Chen threw his phone onto the table and glared at Shi Fang. “What did you say?”

Shi Fang had only one word in his heart: F*ck!

Why did he get angry all of a sudden?

Miss Song is staying well at home, so there shouldn’t be any problem, right? She’s only gone back for a short time, so there shouldn’t be any love rivals appearing, right?

“No… nothing?” Shi Fang felt that running for his life was the most important thing right now.

“Since there’s nothing, why are you two still standing here?”

“We’ll leave immediately.” Shi Fang grabbed Qian Jiang and ran out.

“Wait,” Fu Chen suddenly said.

“Third Master, is there anything else?” Shi Fang smiled obsequiously. F*ck, even when he’s in a relationship, we subordinates are being frightened all the time.

“Help me investigate someone.”

Shi Fang’s pupils dilated. Has a f*cking love rival really appeared?

Isn’t Yan Wangchuan an only child? Where did this nephew come from?

“When I asked you to investigate Yan Wangchuan before, why didn’t you mention that there’s such a person in the Yan family?” Fu Chen gritted his teeth. It would have been fine if he was a child, but he was already in his twenties. According to Song Fengwan’s description, he could be considered… someone not negligible.

Shi Fang was really aggrieved. “Third Master, even a governmental investigation wouldn’t check someone’s grandfather’s cousin. This relationship is too distant.”

“You’re still talking back?” Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

Just as Shi Fang was about to explain, Qian Jiang covered his mouth and dragged him away. At this time, he’ll be scolded no matter what he says. He’s so brainless..