Max Level Quick Transmigration: The Cold-Hearted Male Lead is Addicted to Doting on His Wife

World 1: An alcoholic and abusive father, a mother with a brain missing, a sister who is a torture novel heroine, and her who died miserably on the streets.

Yan Can: Let whoever wants to die,...

Chapter 133 It's better not to be this white moonlight (21)

"Chinese New Year?"

"Who said I was going back to Beijing for the Chinese New Year?"

"I'm not going anywhere this year; I'll just stay here and celebrate the New Year with you all."

Yan Conghe spoke eloquently and fluently.

Yan Yu fell silent.

He had intended to provoke Young Master Yan and make him return to the capital sooner, but he ended up being outmaneuvered and is now the one being provoked.

"No, young master, would your family allow you to spend New Year's Eve outside?"

Yan Yu tried to bring Yan Conghe back to his senses.

After all, according to the information he had, the Yan family attached great importance to traditional festivals and family atmosphere. As the future pillar of the Yan family, Yan Conghe could not possibly be absent from such an important occasion as the New Year's ancestral worship.

Yan Conghe looked puzzled and asked, "Why not?"

Leaving aside how busy his parents are with work, take his second uncle for example. Last year, he was transferred to the southwest, and just when there was a heavy snowfall there, his second uncle took the lead in fighting the snow disaster and rescuing the victims. He didn't go home once for six months.

The same applies to other members of the family.

When I'm working, all I think about is work and responsibility.

Going home for the Chinese New Year?

That depends on fate and destiny.

These explanations seemed reasonable, but Yan Yu seized on the loophole: "Everyone else is tied up with official duties, but you don't have any!"

Yan Conghe replied matter-of-factly, "I have personal matters to attend to."

Yan Yu suddenly started to have a toothache.

Yan Conghe glanced at Yan Can, who had already silently gone upstairs, then looked away and said slowly, "A family of workaholics, it's quite reasonable that one of them is obsessed with love, isn't it?"

Yan Yu rolled her eyes. "Reasonable my ass!"

Yan Conghe frowned and corrected him, "Don't swear, it's not good, if Can Can hears you."

Yan Yu: "..."

Putting aside his probing thoughts, he asked directly, "Young Master Yan, to be honest, you don't really intend to spend the New Year at my house, do you?"

Yan Conghe: "Really."

Yan Yu: "..."

After a moment of silence, Yan Yu was at a loss for words.

He said, "Fine, do whatever you want, but you'll have to deal with my parents yourself."

Yan Yu had already prepared for Yan Conghe, an outsider with no official status, to spend the New Year at her home, but the next morning the other party changed his mind and said that he was going back to the capital.

Regardless of how astonished Yan Yu was, both Yan's parents showed expressions of surprise.

Yan Conghe was quite frank, saying, "My family is urging me to go back sooner. I should have gone back earlier, but I've been bothering you for a few more days out of selfishness. Please forgive my rudeness, Uncle and Aunt."

What selfish motive?

All five people present knew the truth.

Although Yan's parents admired Yan Conghe, they wouldn't try to stop him now that he had announced his departure.

Yan's father said, "Don't worry about being impolite. The New Year is coming soon, it's good to go back early and have a good reunion with your family."

Yan's mother said, "We should thank you for what happened to Can Can."

At first, they didn't suspect the driver, but when they noticed their son's unusual behavior, they realized that the accident that day might not have been an accident at all.

But what does it matter?

After saying goodbye, Yan's parents went to work, leaving Yan Conghe and his sister Yan Yu behind.

Yan Yu glared at Yan Conghe, then glanced at her sister, and said innocently, "Can Can, he wanted to leave on his own. I didn't kick him out, I really didn't!"

Yan Conghe: "Yes, you didn't kick me out, you just asked me when I was leaving."

Yan Yu: "Could you please not say anything for now?"

Yan Conghe: "Then I'll shut up."

He really shut up, and Yan Yu was unhappy again.

Yan Conghe's cooperation makes him seem like a dictator, but in reality, he is the one at the very bottom of the food chain!

Yan Can was speechless looking at the two drama queens.

"Brother Yan is just going home for the New Year. It's not like he'll never come here again, and it's not like you'll never see each other again. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?" It's like a life-or-death separation.

Yan Conghe: "..."

Yan Yu: "..."

Why were they acting? Wasn't it because they were afraid Yan Can would be heartbroken?

That's it?

Yan Can: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Yan Yu laughed gleefully, "No, nothing, I just thought you looked good. Even your hair is smoother than usual today. What shampoo did you use? It smells so good!"

As her older brother, he knew perfectly well that his sister treated Yan Conghe differently from everyone else.

She liked Yan Conghe.

Therefore, he was worried that his sister would be sad because of Yan Conghe's departure, but his sister just laughed and laughed...

Yan Can said, "The one you brought back from your vacation."

Yan Yu's smile faded slightly. "Oh, that..."

Yan Conghe, who was secretly feeling dejected, noticed something, asked the name, and then said with a light laugh, "That's a product developed by my cousin's lab. It hasn't been released to the market yet. If you like it, I'll send you all the varieties when I get back."

Yan Can: "It works great, thank you, Brother Yan."

Yan Conghe: "Have you forgotten what I said? Don't thank me."

Yan Yu couldn't help but ask, "When did you say that?" But no one paid any attention to him. Yan Conghe took the opportunity to promote the products he had personally tried and found to be good, saying he would send them to Yan Can later.

Yan Can: "Won't that be too much trouble..."

Yan Conghe: "I'm not the one causing trouble; it's others who are."

Yan Yu: "..."

He can already foresee how many packages he will receive every day from now on.

Yan Yu had to go to work, so Yan Can became the one who saw her off.

But Yan Conghe stopped her at the door.

It's so cold outside, and it's still snowing.

Yan Conghe hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help rubbing Yan Can's hair, picking up the snowflakes that had fallen on her hair, and then putting the hood of his coat over her head.

The sound of a car approached, and Yan Conghe's driver arrived. The driver, whom Yan Can had met once before, nodded to her.

For some reason, Yan Conghe sighed deeply.

"Alright, let's go back."

The person who insisted on staying put no matter what, left without even looking back.

The car turned and disappeared from sight.

Yan Can withdrew her gaze from the distance and played in the snow alone in the courtyard for a long time.

...

That evening, while the family was having dinner, the local news reported on a case.

A private detective agency was investigated.

What a coincidence!

No sooner had Yan Conghe left than the detective agency was investigated.

Seeing the news footage of the detective agency's legal representative being arrested, Yan Yu subconsciously looked at Yan Can.

The detective agency that was being monitored and tracked was this one. The fact that they could openly run their detective business meant that the other party had an exceptionally strong background, which was why they couldn't take action against the detective agency even though they had evidence.

They can't move, but some people can.

Young Master Yan went back on his word, saying he was leaving, but before he left, he did them such a big favor.

Just then, Yan Can's phone rang.

Yan Conghe sent a message.

[Yan: A small gift]

[Yan: Cheer up!]