"Yan Zhuo... why did you all come back together?"

As Su Shaoyang sized up the two men, he also thought about the guests who had been invited upstairs for tea by his elder brother and father, and couldn't help but feel curious.

Xi Bai said it was just a coincidence.

Su Shaoyang: "What a coincidence! Beijing is so small."

Xi Bai chuckled and said it was indeed small.

Su Shaoyang felt there was something implied in his words, but since Su Shaoze had already changed the subject, he didn't ask any further.

About twenty minutes later, the person upstairs came down, stopped in the living room, and looked towards Xi Bai.

Yan Zhuo and Xi Bai were both sitting in that position.

But Su Shaoyang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and intuitively felt that the person this person was looking at was not Xi Bai, but Yan Zhuo.

Sure enough, the man said, "Xiao Yan, send me a message after you've booked the tickets, and I'll come pick you up."

Yan Zhuo nodded.

He didn't like that title, but he also didn't like "Young Master Yan," and he didn't want outsiders to call him "Little Zhuo," a title only Yan Can could use.

The man was completely unaware of this, and then said to Xi Bai, "Young Master Xi, I won't take care of things on your end."

There's nothing for Xi Shao to worry about.

Xi Bai smiled and said, "Grandpa is too biased. Now that he has his own grandson, I, his grandson by marriage, am not so popular anymore."

Su Shaoyang's eyes widened suddenly.

He guessed that Xi Bai and Yan Zhuo might have some kind of relationship, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of relationship.

Previously at the hospital, he had asked his older brother and the others why Xi Bai seemed more interested in Yan Zhuo than Yan Can. It is estimated that Xi Bai recognized Yan Zhuo from that time on.

As soon as the guest left, Su Shaoyang immediately grabbed Yan Zhuo and began questioning him, "Well, you went to the capital and suddenly you've become a young master from a prestigious family that I can't possibly befriend?"

This is no joke.

Although his friends and childhood acquaintances included many children of powerful and wealthy families, his cronies were simply not on the same level as Xi Bai, who came from the core circle of Beijing.

Yan Zhuo said, "I am just me."

Su Shaoyang said, "Of course you are you," but then he realized that Yan Zhuo meant that no matter how many identities he had, he would never forget who he was.

who is he?

He is Yan Zhuo.

He is Yan Zhuo, the son of Yan Can.

...

Not long after Su Xiangxiang died, Ye Lan sold the old house and moved.

Her neighbors advised her to find a job and not to rush to sell the house, saying that it might be demolished sometime soon, but Ye Lan felt that she couldn't wait for that day to come.

Making her go to work is worse than letting her die.

Since she's going to die sooner or later anyway, she might as well sell the house and live a carefree life for over ten years without doing anything else.

And then, so be it, I'll just die.

Anyway, it's impossible for me to go to work.

But plans can't keep up with changes. Her announcement of selling the house became widely known, and before she could even enjoy the millions in proceeds, she was swindled out of most of it. If she hadn't paid three years' rent in advance, she probably would have been sleeping on the streets soon.

When they found Ye Lan, she was arguing with someone.

Yan Can and Yan Zhu listened for a while and found out that Ye Lan was singing and dancing at home. Coincidentally, the neighbor's child scored a combined 20 points on the entrance exam for junior high school. The neighbor felt that Ye Lan was affecting their child's studies, so they kept chasing after Ye Lan and scolding her.

But Ye Lan was no pushover either. She single-handedly silenced the entire neighboring family of five with her scolding, and even made the onlookers keep their distance.

"After saying all this, my mouth is so dry."

She snatched the water from a child next to her, took a big gulp, and then continued to feed the family.

"Truly smart kids can still get first place in every exam, even if they live in a garbage dump and have to do a lot of things that have nothing to do with studying every day!"

"The fact that your child got such a pitiful score only proves that he's really stupid!"

"Fool!"

The neighbors were all dumbfounded by the scolding, but they refused to admit defeat. They said that there was no such child. The children they knew would be distracted by the slightest disturbance and could never concentrate on their studies.

Ye Lan scolded, "That's because they're stupid! Truly smart children know what they should and shouldn't do from a very young age; there's no such thing as distraction for them!"

The neighbors were almost convinced, but they were still unwilling to give up, so they asked Ye Lan where they could find a child like her.

Ye Lan blurted out, "My daughter is just that smart!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a sneer came from not far away. She looked up in disbelief and saw Yan Can and Yan Zhu standing under the tree.

While the neighbors were still questioning Ye Lan's words, Ye Lan suddenly blushed.

Following her anxious gaze, the previously noisy neighbors suddenly fell silent.

That annoying Ms. Ye doesn't seem to be lying.

Some people are born with an intelligent face.

...

Yan Can and Yan Zhuo sat on the sofa, looking around at the apartment Ye Lan had rented. Ye Lan stood nervously to the side, her unease and anxiety reaching their peak.

She hadn't seen Yan Can for a long time, but Yan Zhuo hadn't.

That little bastard never brings anything good when he appears.

The last time he came, Su Xiangxiang died.

It's better if he's dead.

Although she was her biological daughter, Su Xiangxiang's death was less painful for her than losing a hundred yuan. Without money, she would starve to death, but without her stupid and wicked daughter, she could live for two more years.

Otherwise, given how often Su Xiangxiang makes stupid mistakes, her biological mother would be implicated and die sooner or later.

"You're living a good life."

Yan Can said.

Ye Lan didn't know how to respond, and she broke out in a cold sweat, her hands constantly rubbing the hem of her clothes.

After a long pause, she whispered, "I have half the inheritance rights to Lao Yan's house, but all the money from the sale was swindled away..."

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly remembered something.

Yan Can is not Old Yan's daughter and has no right to inherit, so what is the point of her explaining this to Yan Can?

Ye Lan suddenly straightened up.

But before she could speak, Yan Zhuo said something.

"If you commit adultery during your marriage, you will leave with nothing."

Ye Lan looked at Yan Zhuo in disbelief, then at Yan Can, who also had a cold expression. Once she was sure they knew something, she put away her smugness and returned to her trembling and cautious demeanor.

The air was heavy and oppressive.

After a long while, Ye Lan finally couldn't help but ask, "Then when will I die?"

Since she was going to die anyway, knowing that her death was not far off, she could continue to squander her money without any psychological burden.

Yan Zhuo said, "It's time for you to die."

Ye Lan was not afraid at all; on the contrary, she seemed relieved.

"That's fine too."

...

Knowing that Yan Zhuo had secretly returned before Su Xiangxiang died, Yan Can asked him, "What about me? When will I die? I don't even know. You can predict life and death, little immortal?"

Yan Zhuo said, "You won't."

Yan Can: "Hmm?"

Yan Zhuo said, "You will live forever."

His "great cause" has long been achieved.

His "strategist" should also return to his side.