As soon as Yan Conghe left, a rough but straightforward voice came from the crowd.

"Depend on!"

Why did Young Master Yan know Yan Yu?

Does that mean he remembered everything they just said, and it might even have reached Yan Can's ears?

"Thank goodness we didn't say anything we shouldn't have!"

Otherwise, whether they could walk out of here upright is uncertain.

After he said that, the others were stunned, and then a chill ran down their spines.

That was close!

Yan Conghe had no idea how terrified the group of young masters were of him. Even if he did know, he wouldn't care. Instead, he would threaten them so that they would never dare to mention Yan Can again.

He sat in the car, his mind replaying the words he had overheard at the dinner earlier.

"Young Master Yan, we've arrived."

The driver's reminder brought Yan Conghe back to reality.

He looked up at the window and saw the brother and sister standing by the roadside talking.

The Yan siblings are true to their names.

The warm streetlights and the beautiful night sky could not conceal the brilliance of the jade.

"Brother Yan."

Yan Yu seemed to ignore him, but Yan Can greeted him in a friendly manner.

So well-behaved.

Yan Conghe thought this to himself and praised her aloud, "Can Can is so good, she knows to ask people."

We know perfectly well who is misbehaving.

Yan Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes. He deliberately provoked Yan Conghe, saying, "My sister has always been very well-behaved, not just towards you!"

Yan Conghe was exactly the type to fall for this.

Furthermore, images of Yan Can politely greeting others quickly flashed through his mind, and he immediately felt annoyed.

Why didn't he and Yan Yu meet sooner?

Since you've already decided to invest, why not conduct an on-site investigation of Yan Yu's family?

Yan Yu had boasted to him about her well-behaved younger sister so many times, why hadn't he ever thought of coming to see what this sister was really like?

After thinking it over, I realized it's all his fault.

While reflecting on his own actions, Yan Conghe pretended to be magnanimous and ignored Yan Yu's words, continuing to say to Yan Can, "You're still up so late, waiting for me?"

Yan Yu rolled her eyes again.

He said it was only 10:30.

It's a holiday, and he's at home too, so his sister's bedtime can be delayed a bit.

But Yan Conghe's attention was not on him at all.

Yan Can said, "I wasn't sleepy at first, but my brother said you were coming, so we came together to pick you up."

Yan Conghe looked at her, a slight smile curving his lips, his smile not very obvious, but his eyes softened. "Then thank you for your trouble, Can Can, coming out to pick me up in such cold weather."

Yan Yu couldn't take it anymore.

He strode forward aggressively, his tall frame blocking Yan Can and Yan Conghe. He said to Yan Conghe speechlessly, "Can Can loves snow. She'll go downstairs to play in the snow no matter how cold it is. This little bit of cold is nothing!"

Although he felt sorry for his sister coming out in such cold weather.

Yan Conghe suppressed a laugh and finally focused his gaze on Yan Yu. "In that case, why don't we take a walk around? I think the night view here is quite nice."

Yan Yu: "..."

What kind of angel investor?

A pure and simple-minded capitalist!

With a dark expression, he coldly said, "Go by yourself," and then pulled Yan Can to go home.

Yan Conghe quickly apologized, saying he was just joking, and then strode after her, walking to Yan Can's side and using his tall body to block the cold wind blowing from the left for her.

"You're back?"

After changing my shoes at the door, I had only taken a few steps when I heard a gentle yet authoritative female voice.

Yan Yu said, "My mom."

Yan Conghe seemed to have expected this, and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Even though he arrived empty-handed on his first visit, his other manners were impeccable.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest."

"Especially dazzling."

"..."

"Ouch."

Yan Can let out a cute "Aww!" Before Yan Yu could react, Yan Conghe's heart softened at the cute sound.

He even glanced at Yan Yu with envy.

What makes you think you're worthy of being Yan Can's older brother?

Yan Yu: "..."

Is this human language?

Yan Conghe asked Yan Can what time she usually goes to sleep, and Yan Yu replied, "Right now." Yan Conghe thought with some regret that he had arrived too late today and could not spend more time with her. Just then, a cell phone on the table vibrated.

That's not Yan Yu's phone.

But before Yan Can could move, Yan Yu grabbed the phone first and hung up.

Who is it?

Yan Conghe had actually guessed the identity of the caller.

It's either icy or cold.

Yan Yu said, "A complete idiot."

These words were very blunt, but direct, and completely overturned Yan Yu's previous public image, which shows just how much he disliked this person.

But what makes an idiot an idiot is that their behavior cannot be calculated according to common sense.

So the phone rang again.

New number.

hang up.

They hit him again.

In just one minute, it dialed six times, and each time it was a different number.

Yan Can didn't seem angry, but Yan Yu's anger and frustration were written all over his face. Looking at his knuckles, which had turned white from exerting too much force, Yan Conghe said, "Let's call the police."

Calling the police sometimes doesn't solve the problem.

But it is a crucial link.

It is very necessary.

Yan Conghe and Yan Yu went to the police station, but did not see Ling Yu and Leng Shan, who were supposed to cooperate with the investigation.

When the two returned to the Yan family home, Yan Can was still in the living room.

"Brother, Brother Yan."

Yan Yu hummed in agreement. Yan Conghe asked her, "Why didn't you go to sleep?"

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