Yan Jie put away his reckless nature and began to speak seriously, instantly outshining all the second-generation rich kids present.

Professor Zhou knew he was a guest on a farming reality show, so he specifically asked him a few questions.

He answered all questions fluently, elaborating on his points in just a few sentences, offering insightful and profound observations. After several rounds of discussion, Professor Zhou nodded frequently in satisfaction with him.

Even Zhou Songyi, who sat beside Yan Jie all day, couldn't help but look at Yan Jie with new eyes.

She had heard about the Yan family's background to some extent in Yicheng.

The Mingxin Group, founded by the Yan family, is one of the largest import and export trading companies in China. The family's businesses cover many fields such as new energy, real estate, and financial trust. Moreover, Yan Jie's parents are politicians with extremely prominent statuses, which are unknown to outsiders.

Just because of his family background, Zhou Songyi had the idea of ​​taking him down.

Zhou Songyi found an opportunity to sit opposite Yan Jie, and just as she was about to talk to him, Jiang Hexi walked leisurely into the living room.

She wore a knitted vest over a fishtail jumpsuit, her long, slightly wavy hair half-tied up, exuding a fresh, natural, and simple yet sophisticated vibe.

The elders were especially pleased to see her.

Professor Zhou beckoned Jiang Hexi to his side to talk. Seeing this, Old Master Yan picked up a pot of brewed tea and squeezed towards the main seat.

Yan Jie looked at the old man's back with a helpless expression. It was true that the old man wouldn't listen to anything he said now.

Zhou Songyi witnessed all of this.

She was already used to this. No matter how hard she tried, Jiang Hexi could always easily take everything away from her whenever she appeared.

But this time, she would not let go no matter what.

Zhou Songyi took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Did Mr. Yan and Ah Xi meet on a farming reality show?"

Yan Jie nodded politely.

“Ah-hsi is my cousin. The reason she participated in this farming reality show was because of my dad’s recommendation.”

"How did Uncle get a recommendation spot?" Yan Jie asked on a whim.

“My dad and director Chen Lang are both photography enthusiasts, and they have been close friends for many years.”

Zhou Songyi inadvertently revealed: "Actually, I was originally the one who was selected for this variety show, but my grandfather snatched the spot and temporarily gave it to Axi."

Her subtext was all too clear: she was the one who should have met him on the show, and she was the one who should have become famous.

Yan Jie picked up a cup of Huangshan Maofeng tea from the coffee table, took a slow sip, and looked at her with an unreadable expression.

"I can't believe such a thing actually happened."

"I was only informed by the production team that I had been replaced just before the departure date."

Zhou Songyi lowered her eyes and said with self-pity:

"I felt a little sad, a little frustrated, and a little indignant, but when I thought about Ah-Xi's situation at the time, I felt relieved."

Yan Jie raised his voice and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Zhou Songyi hesitated and said, "After she lost 100 million yuan in her investment, she stayed at home for a whole year without going out. In order to help her get back on her feet, her grandfather gave her the spot on the farming variety show and forced her to go out."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jie could not reconcile the image of the radiant little sun who shone wherever she went with the socially anxious person who hadn't left the house in a year.

"What projects did Jiang Hexi invest in, and why did he suffer such severe losses?"

Seeing that he was wavering, Zhou Songyi said without any hesitation:

"There are many things I don't know, but one thing I'm sure of is that Ah-Xi is a hopeless romantic."

Yan Jie fell into deep thought.

Zhou Songyi wanted to plant a thorn in his heart, and if he fell in love with Jiang Hexi, this thorn would grow deeper and deeper into his body.

Jiang Hexi sat next to her grandfather, watching the elders gather together and chat happily.

Seeing that the water in the teapot had cooled down, she reached for the pot, but a slender hand reached out and snatched the teapot first, saying, "I'll do it."

Shi Jianan boiled water on the tea stove, but didn't rush to pour it for Jiang Hexi. He patiently let the water cool to a suitable temperature before placing it in front of her.

"This water is drinkable."

"Thanks."

After Jiang Hexi drank the water and put the cup down, Shi Jianan quietly refilled it for her.

She gave him a grateful look before he spoke:

"I saw you on a variety show and you seemed quite lively. I didn't expect you to be so quiet in person."

“Is that so?” Jiang Hexi smiled politely. “Then you have a very deep misunderstanding of me.”

"Does humor count?" Shi Jianan's deep eyes were filled with laughter. "Does intelligence count? And what about arrogance? Are all of these misunderstandings?"

Jiang Hexi was flattered by the praise and almost couldn't handle it. "Mr. Shi, shouldn't you just say it if it's true?"

Shi Jianan smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."

Mr. Yan sat beside Chen Laosan, and the two chatted idly.

Hearing the commotion from Jiang Hexi's side, he couldn't sit still on the sofa any longer and kept sending messages to Yan Jie on his phone to report the situation:

[The guy surnamed Shi let the boiled water cool down before delivering it to Xi Mei; his attention to detail is impeccable, that kid is so cunning.]

He kept praising Xi Mei to the skies, chatting about everything from everyday trifles to romantic tales; he was incredibly good at charming people.

[The person surnamed Shi added Xi Mei on WeChat. Oh no, you've been passed over.]

Yan Jie glanced at the unread messages on his phone, then at the restless old man not far away, and one sentence was enough to quiet him down:

Before filming the farming variety show, Director Chen would confiscate all the guests' phones, so adding Xi Mei's WeChat was useless for the person surnamed Shi.

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