Nan Jinchuan snorted, "Someone is calling his name even in his dreams."
Nan Qianyue couldn't help but smile shyly, "Oh, Dad, he's your son-in-law."
Nan Jinchuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What do you mean by that? You dare to marry someone else behind your father's back?"
He had a loud voice, which startled the servants passing by outside. As they were patting their chests to calm their rapidly beating hearts, a dark shadow loomed over them.
The maid was startled and quickly bowed, calling out, "Young Master Yan."
The man's impeccably tailored dark gray suit accentuated his perfect physique, and his deep eyes were so calm that it was impossible to discern his emotions.
But the servant could clearly feel the surrounding air getting colder, and her heart began to tremble.
Everyone knows that Master Nan values Young Master Yan and has long been grooming him to be his son-in-law.
And in Master Nan's roar just now, it seemed to be saying that the young lady married someone else behind his back?
Young Master Yan must have heard that.
Nan Jinchuan was facing the door. When he saw Yan Sibo, he immediately composed himself and smiled, "Sibo is here. Come in."
Following Nan Jinchuan's gaze, Nan Qianyue turned around and saw who it was. She smiled and said, "Oh, it's Comrade Xiao Yan."
Yan Sibo gazed at her charming smile, his lips curving upwards involuntarily. He strode in, stood before Nan Jinchuan and his daughter, and nodded slightly. "Master Nan, Miss."
Nanqianyue patted the seat next to her, "Don't stand, sit down."
Yan Sibo nodded slightly, his ears turning red as he sat down next to Nan Qianyue.
Nan Jinchuan saw his expression, but unfortunately his daughter was still clueless.
“When Si Bo heard that you were injured, he rushed back from the South China Sea District overnight.”
Nanqianyue laughed heartlessly, "Oh, you've all worked hard."
“But my dear father,” she said, shaking Nan Jinchuan’s wrist, “have you thought about what I just told you?”
Nan Jinchuan pulled his hand away from hers, heartbroken, and said, "You're such a heartless thing! All these years of raising you have been for nothing!"
If he could, he would love to drag out that pretty boy who stole his daughter's heart and give him a good beating! Beat him half to death!
Nan Qianyue hugged Nan Jinchuan's arm again and said coquettishly, "Old man, of course I don't want to leave you, but the situation over there is urgent. If I suddenly disappear, he will be worried, and the whole Nan family will be sad."
"Aren't you afraid of hurting me? You heartless ingrate!" Nan Jinchuan broke free from her hand again.
Yan Sibo listened to their conversation with a strange unease in his heart, but he didn't ask and listened silently.
When her attempts to charm the moon didn't work, she changed tactics and adopted a serious demeanor.
“Dad, then let’s do this: I’ll leave it to fate. If God sends me there again, then it’s fate, and fate cannot be defied.”
Nan Jinchuan gradually showed signs of fatigue. He remained silent for a long time, then got up and walked to the cabinet where he displayed his antiques. He took out a small box and came over.
He reluctantly handed it to Nan Qianyue, saying, "This is the gold lock you wore around your neck when you were little."
Nanqianyue took the box and slowly opened it. Inside, there was indeed a gold lock, with strange patterns carved on one side and the words "Qianyue" carved on the other.
Nanqianyue was slightly shocked. "So my name wasn't given to me by you, it's... Nanxiang."
"What about the Southern and Northern Prime Ministers? Are they as handsome as me?" Nan Jinchuan scoffed.
Nanqianyue hung the gold lock around his neck and said, "He looks just like you, the only difference is that he has a beard. Also, I look a lot like the Prime Minister's wife. It's a pity you don't have a wife."
Nan Jinchuan glared at Nan Qianyue, then noticed Yan Sibo's puzzled expression out of the corner of his eye. He casually explained, "She's acting so badly that she's gone crazy. Sibo, just listen to it casually, don't take it seriously."
Yan Si nodded, believing it to be true, thinking that Nan Qianyue's injury this time had damaged her brain.
A tall bodyguard suddenly appeared outside the door. Nan Jinchuan glanced at him and his expression became more serious.
He turned to Yan Sibo and sternly instructed him, "I'll be away on a business trip for a while. Hand over your work to someone else and keep an eye on that brat for me. Don't let her go acting. Monitor her every step of the way, understand?"
Yan Si nodded slightly. "Understood."
With a look of utter despair, Nanqian Yue said, "You old geezer, is it really okay for you to say these things to my face?"
Nan Jinchuan snorted coldly and walked past her with an extremely aloof air.
"Gurgle..."
Nanqianyue's stomach was growling loudly. She touched her stomach with one hand and pressed her forehead with the other, saying, "I'm starving."
Yan Sibo quickly helped her up and turned to the outside to instruct, "Butler, have the kitchen prepare dinner."
After finishing her meal, Nanqianyue went to the study and decided to write a farewell letter to the old man.
After an hour of reading, she picked up a copy of the Thousand Character Classic with great satisfaction, admired it for a minute, put it in an envelope, and sealed it.
Yan Sibo, holding a cup of hot milk, knocked on the door. "May I come in?"
Nanqianyue smiled and said, "Come in quickly, I need to ask you for help."
Yan Si's thin lips curved into a soft smile. He walked over and handed her the hot milk, saying, "Your business is my business. How could it be a problem?"
Nan Qianyue took the milk, drank a few sips, and handed the sealed letter to Yan Sibo, saying, "When that old geezer comes back, please give this to him for me."
Yan Sibo's gaze fell on the unsigned envelope, and the smile on his face froze for a moment. Why did he have such a bad feeling?
"good."
Nan Qianyue stretched on the sofa, her gaze lingering on Yan Sibo's thin face with an ambiguous look. "I haven't finished filming 'Chinese Paladin 8' yet. I'll secretly finish filming it. Don't tell that old geezer, okay?"
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