"Brothers! I just saw a girl!" Que Guanghuai rushed back from a distance, his hands on the armrests of the sofa, his handsome face full of excitement.

Qian Bolun exclaimed "Oh!" and sneered, "Are there really blind girls who would fall for you?"

"Pah, pah, pah! What do you mean by blind!" Que Guanghuai glared at Qian Bolun, then smiled and said, "After all these years, I've only just realized that I like mature women! She's really beautiful. I just found out that she's a freshman in college, and she looks quite young. She's a perfect match for me."

Hello everyone, I've officially changed my name to "Mature Woman".

[If the trio of tyrants weren't so stupid, I actually quite like them, hahaha]

"You actually like my older sister?"

"What's wrong with my sister! Can't my sister date?" Que Guanghuai muttered.

He suddenly became excited again, for some reason: "I'm going to go get her contact information! I have a feeling she's the one for me."

My girlfriend and I are in a relationship where the woman is older, and the man is younger; we're already married.

[I exude the sweet scent of being single every day~]

After Que Guanghuai left, Qian Bolun shrugged and complained, "He said the same thing to Xin Xin last time, and what happened? They still broke up."

Song Wenzhi knew his brother well; Que Guanghuai was undoubtedly a master of promiscuity, and all the women he encountered were bad ones: "That's right, that's right, we'll just wait for him to fail."

Yan Chiyu crossed his legs gracefully, took a leisurely sip of tea, and said, "At such a young age, you're not learning anything good, what are you talking about in love?"

Song Wenzhi stared wide-eyed at Yan Chi.

This...that's it? Brother Yan, don't you feel guilty saying that yourself?

Why don't you take your eyes off Wu Yue first?

Setting down his teacup, Yan Chiyu slowly sat up, taking a long stride. "The birthday gift has been delivered. Tell your grandfather I'm heading back now."

Wu Yue wanted to say she would go with them, but when she saw Wu Cunxu talking to other guests not far away, and realized that the two little ones hadn't been sent out yet, she decided to wait a little longer.

Yan Chiyu walked away.

Qian Bolun moved to sit next to Wu Yue and winked at her, saying, "Wu Yue, you and Brother Yan are getting so close, do you know anything about him? Tell me secretly, and I promise I won't tell anyone else. Okay?"

Qian Bolun still cares a lot about the big shots in Yan Chiyu's circle of friends, all of whom are at a level he can't reach.

When I got home, I asked my parents and my brother, but they kept quiet and neither of them was willing to reveal a single word.

Judging from the way my older brother and mother looked, they didn't know much. They only said that Brother Yan was an important person whom my father treated as an honored guest, and that we shouldn't offend him.

This made him think more and more.

Could it be that Brother Yan has some powerful backer whom the Qian family cannot afford to offend?

Later, thinking of Wu Yue, who was close to Yan Chiyu, this conversation took place.

[Wheels! Keep your distance!]

[Yan Mei's Eye Warning]

[Screenshot taken]

Although it's a live stream, the camera work in this studio is amazing! It's like a movie, and it can automatically switch between close-up and wide-angle shots.

Wu Yue said indifferently, "I'm not familiar with him, really." Their acquaintance was limited to going to the Ghost Market together.

"Oh, what do you mean we're not close? You two are always coming and going from school together, who would believe we're not close? Even if you two were dating, I wouldn't say anything. I just want to know which big shot Yan is, which rich second-generation heir? My parents' attitude is so strange, it's really getting on my nerves..."

Qian Bolun made a gesture of clasping his hands together, "Please, please."

"Speaking of this makes me angry. Today I picked up Brother Yan, and as soon as Grandpa saw him, he acted like he was seeing his own father. His enthusiasm and kindness made me jealous."

Wu Yue, not wanting to hear any more of this arrogant and rebellious talk, quickly stopped her and asked, "Have you investigated Yan Chiyu's identity?"

Isn't this something wealthy people do? They'll send someone to investigate anyone they don't know well.

Qian Bolun shook his head: "No..."

Song Wenzhi suddenly realized something and slapped his thigh: "I had forgotten that we could send someone to investigate!"

"...". I still lack social experience.

Wu Yue took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Yan Chiyu.

Need a leg accessory: The Three Tyrants asked me who I am...

Yan Chiyu replied quickly.

3D2Y: Don't I only have one identity?

Wu Yue understood instantly.