Shen Bei'an looked around the opera house. Its painted brick carvings were world-renowned, and the craftsmanship was unique.

He originally thought that Zui Qingfeng was not very large, but he was quite surprised when he met it.

The lobby was already full of people, and the private rooms on the second floor were also packed.

"Why are there already so many people? Isn't it supposed to start at nine o'clock?" Shen Bei'an and Gu Nan'an held hands and followed the waiter to a private room on the second floor.

Gu Nanyan wasn't surprised; this wasn't her first time here. "Tickets to Ziting's play are incredibly hard to come by, so those who managed to snag tickets naturally arrived early. Dad and Mom are also in a private room on the second floor. An'an, would you like to go say hello?"

This "Dad and Mom" ​​naturally refers to Shen Bei'an's parents.

Shen Beian wasn't surprised; the old man and woman both loved watching the show. "Alright."

These tickets were probably reserved a long time ago.

"Old man, Mom~" Shen Beian smiled broadly after knocking on the door and hearing "come in".

"An'er?" Old Madam Shen stood up first, her eyes showing some surprise. "An'er, why are you and Nan Yan here today as well?"

Although there are many people in the Empire who enjoy watching plays, Madam Shen knows that her husband is someone who can't sit still, so why would he come to watch a play?

"I just thought that Ayan was free today, so I thought I'd do some prenatal education~" Shen Beian said, helping Madam Shen sit down while also looking after his wife.

Grandpa Shen and Gu Nanyan were already chatting.

"It's good that you know how to cherish your wife now." Madam Shen smiled and tapped Shen Beian's nose. "You've always been a playful person since you were little. If it weren't for Nan Yan always being by your side, your father and your older brother would definitely have placed more than a dozen secret guards and assassins around you."

Speaking of this, Madam Shen couldn't help but recall Pengcheng fifteen years ago.

She sighed, "It's only because you met Nan Yan that you're so lucky. If you met someone else, let's see if you'd still have that kind of good fortune." Old Madam Shen's family had been without children when she was young. Having lived through that absurd era, she knew how important a partner's temperament was.

They hadn't even planned to arrange a marriage for their youngest son.

Who knew I'd end up with a wife, and she's actually quite nice.

"That just goes to show how lucky your son is!" Shen Beian smiled and poured a cup of tea for Madam Shen. "Mom, what was it like when you were pregnant with us brothers? What should you be careful about during your pregnancy?"

Although he had already consulted doctors, Shen Beian still felt he should ask someone with experience.

For example, his dear mother.

These words made Old Madam Shen think more highly of her son.

You've grown up.

They didn't hide anything, but told the story in a clear and detailed manner.

Shen Bei'an even started recording audio directly.

The atmosphere between the father-in-law and daughter-in-law over there wasn't as good.

"Do you know about what happened last night?" Old Master Shen has retired, but not completely; he still cares about things in the capital.

Gu Nanyan is not Old Master Shen's biological daughter after all. There are some things that Shen Bei'an and Shen Beizong can say, but she cannot say.

He simply said, "I only found out this morning, Dad. Don't worry, Zili and Ziqian will handle it."

This morning, Feng You sent a message saying that Hua Yue Li searched for him using a spider web last night.

Feng You naturally agreed, after all, that was Young Master Hua.

I only mentioned the specifics briefly.

Although Gu Nanyan didn't care, he couldn't be unaware of it.

"So you're not planning to care at all?" Old Master Shen took a sip of tea, narrowing his eyes at his youngest daughter-in-law's leisurely demeanor.

Gu Nanyan's expression softened as she placed her hand on her stomach. "I retired long ago, so why bother making trouble for myself?" Her phoenix eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses became even more profound, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"Everyone says that young people in the capital are the most enterprising, but I can't see any youthful vigor in you," said Old Master Shen, putting down his teacup.

"Dad, you're joking. What does 'spirited and vigorous' mean? Does it necessarily mean pointing out the flaws in the world? I just think things are fine as they are now." Gu Nanyan's expression remained unchanged.

"I still remember you back then, when you were about fifteen years old, at Old Man Qin's birthday celebration, he gave you a clock, and there was a giant turtle statue underneath it, right?" Old Master Shen seemed to be reminiscing about the past.

Gu Nanyan never denied what he did when he was young. "Yes, you remember correctly, I was a bit impetuous back then. But who can blame me when that old man Qin still remembers my grandmother?"

As a granddaughter, it was natural for her to avenge her grandfather.

Gu Nanyan dared to do this, but none of the younger generation in the Qin family dared to do so.

Call it ill-mannered or unruly, whatever.

This is Gu Nanyan in his youth, the most dazzling color in the entire capital, the most unruly boy!

Grandpa Shen couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Sylvia Onassis.

When this angel from the distant Americas came to the empire, countless noblemen and young masters were captivated by him.

Finally, she fell into the arms of Gu Cheng, the eldest son of the Gu family. Even now, when many old men in the capital think of Sylvia, the image that comes to mind is still that of an angel as beautiful as a jasmine flower.

The laughter was quite loud, and Shen Beian asked, somewhat puzzled, "Old man, what are you laughing at!"

Old Master Shen glanced at his youngest son and asked, "Are you two staying here today, or going back?" He stopped laughing.

Shen Bei'an snorted coldly, "We wouldn't dare disturb your and my mother's time alone! Of course, we're going back to our private room."

Shen Beian knew that his parents had always been loving and made no attempt to hide it.

Old Madam Shen patted Shen Beian's hand, "What nonsense are you talking about?" But her face showed a hint of shyness.

"Alright, the show's about to start, you two should hurry up and leave too." Old Master Shen started to shoo them away.

Shen Beian quickly got up and went to Gu Nanyan's side to help her up. "Let's go, let's go, wife. The old man is telling us to leave."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

Old Master Shen knew he was faking it, but he didn't say anything. "Let's go quickly."

Young couples probably wouldn't want to share intimate thoughts in front of others.

"Mom, we'll be going now. We'll come see you again when we have time," Shen Bei'an said sweetly.

A good son knows when to take his leave.

Gu Nanyan also said goodbye.

Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen looked at each other and smiled.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings to enjoy.

The show began as soon as the two returned to the private room.

Just right.

Shen Beian couldn't help but sigh, "She truly deserves to be called a master singer; her voice and tone are absolutely superb!"

It was a hundred times better than any play he had ever seen!

This one play alone made Shen Beian want a private room.

Midway through, Gu Nanyan went out for a while and saw that Shen Bei'an was excited, so he didn't disturb him.

"Young Master, what brings you to the theater?" A refined young man greeted Gu Nanyan with a smile.

Gu Nanyan looked at the person, curled his lips, and his phoenix eyes, as calm and cold as a deep well, were devoid of any emotion. "Of course, we should support Ziting on the weekend. I wonder why Master Qing has such a leisurely mood?"