Yan Yian stopped Yan Xianjue from moving any further.
Then he casually asked, "Is there a reading order for these notes of Grandpa?"
Yan Xianjue seemed even more surprised: "Grandpa mentioned it to you?"
He thought again, no matter how you look at it, his eldest brother is the eldest grandson in the family, so it is normal for his grandfather to tell his eldest brother something in private.
As he thought about it, he buried his head in it and flipped through it again.
Looking from Yan Yian's direction, it looked like he had buried his entire head.
"Cough." Yan Yian covered the corner of his mouth with his fist, and when Yan Xianjue wasn't paying attention, he turned his head and chuckled silently.
Yan Xianjue indeed didn't notice that there was someone chirping behind him. He looked like a headless zombie.
He took out a notebook that looked very thin and had a significantly different binding style and handed it to Yan Yian.
"This is the list my grandfather gave me."
"Maybe he was worried that I wouldn't understand or remember it because I was too young," he reminded me. "Grandpa included very detailed instructions at the back, which I only saw later."
After all, he was still young when his grandfather passed away, so he thought this explanation was reasonable.
But Yan Yian's eyes flashed.
He said that although grandpa liked to be a riddle teller, he couldn't just not give any reminders at all.
After making sure that Guo Yanxianjue didn't mind.
He turned directly to the pages at the back where his grandfather left a message for Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue yawned at this moment and handed the key to the cabinet to Yan Yian: "Brother, if you want to read it, just come to my study and remember to put it back after reading it."
"Don't I have to take a flight at noon? I'm going to take a nap first."
Anyway, his room is a suite, so his elder brother reading in the study does not affect him from going back to the bedroom to sleep.
Yan Yian estimated the number of books and realized that it was indeed not a workload that could be completed in a short period of time.
Moreover, when reading these books, he couldn't ask his special assistant to help him organize the outline like he did when he read online articles.
So he nodded and took the key from Yan Xianjue.
But before Yan Xianjue turned around and left.
Yan Yian suddenly asked him, "Why did you tell Mom that I was the one who asked you to go to the casino?"
Yan Xianjue was shocked: "Could it be that Big Brother didn't mean that?"
Yan Yian: “…”
Well, he did mean that.
But didn’t he mean that it was okay to go and have fun? I guess no one asked him to go.
Why does it mean something completely different when it comes out of his mouth?
Yan Xianjue argued in his mind: [Why should I be the only one to be a substitute for Brother Lao? We are all brothers, so of course the eldest brother should make a contribution!]
Yan Yian: “…”
Otherwise, Yan Xianjue should return the 20 million to him.
I always feel that this money is really wasted.
He shook his head helplessly and reminded her, "This is a special case. This is the only time. You are not allowed to go there again."
Otherwise, his mother’s feather duster would really fall on him.
Don’t ask why it’s not Yan Xianjue. The reason is that the youngest child always has privileges with his mother.
Yan Xianjue snorted in dissatisfaction, but still agreed.
"Were you really confident during your last bet?" Yan Yian had also watched the video, and to be honest, he didn't quite believe it.
Yan Xianjue stretched his lips and revealed a proud smile: "No."
Yan Yian: “…”
For some reason, he was speechless a lot today.
He was speechless and said, "Then what are you so proud of here?"
Yan Xianjue: [!!! ! ...
He was a little unhappy: "I used 5 million to bet 750 million, and I won. Can't I be proud?"
"I earned the same amount in one day as Yan's Group does in a month. Shouldn't I be proud of myself?"
At the same time, Yan Xianjue silently added in his heart:
【Besides, I also tricked Lin Lang.】
Thinking of the surveillance screenshot that Lin Shi sent him last night of Lin Lang kneeling in the ancestral hall as punishment, Yan Xianjue felt as if he had taken a bath with mint leaves, and his whole body felt relaxed.
Yan Yian raised his hands in surrender: "Yes, yes, yes."
He didn't need to ask any more questions. He pushed Yan Xianjue out of the study and said, "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up when the time comes."
Yan Xianjue, feeling inexplicably treated perfunctorily, snorted.
Even when he went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and sat on the bed in his bathrobe, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"If I had known earlier, I would have tricked Lin Lang more. This should be my biggest gain in a short period of time. Sure enough, the ways to make money are all written in the criminal law."
That being said, Yan Xianjue also knew that this was impossible.
Not to mention that in order to avoid someone getting extremely lucky and losing everything, the casino has a maximum amount for such high-odds bets.
It’s still unclear whether Lin Lang has so much money to cheat him.
The bulk of the Lin family's resources are still in the hands of Grandpa Lin.
Then, during the annual successor evaluation, Mr. Lin would redistribute resources based on each person's abilities.
Although Lin Lang is the most outstanding heir, he actually has limited funds at his disposal.
【Old Man Lin is really hard to judge.】
This time he also took advantage of the power of the original plot point, and there is a high probability that he will not have such an opportunity in the future.
Thinking of this, he pounded the pillow twice.
He lay on the bed with his head tilted back, rolled over without caring about his image, and then uttered violent words!
[How great it would be if I was wearing Ben Dushiwen or Long Ao Tianwen! ]
That would be quite profitable.
Obviously, Long Aotianwen has read a lot.
But he just complained a few times. After all, no one knew if he was wearing the body of Long Ao Tianwen, would he still be able to meet such a good family.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt more balanced.
[Forget it. Even though my brother isn't very rich, what else can I do now that things have come to this? I'll just have to deal with it.]
Yan Xianjue turned over, rubbed his freshly washed hair on the pillow, and fell asleep.
Yan Yian, who was hit by the sudden information, was left in the study next door and questioning his life.
He didn't say anything about the last comment about 'not being very rich'.
All I can say is that Yan Yian has never heard such speechless comments in his life.
But the word "wear" clearly revealed Yan Xianjue's origin.
Having speculation and being confirmed are two different concepts.
Now a new problem is placed before him.
Does Yan Xianjue have any memories of his childhood?
A few minutes later, Yan Yian gave himself a firm answer.
It's impossible. Yan Xianjue doesn't have such good acting skills.
Adults can act childish, but they cannot act like babies.
According to his speculation, Yan Xianjue should have been between 20 and 24 years old in his previous life.
He is at the age to go to college, which is about the same age as Yan Ci now. It is normal for him to be clear-headed and a little stupid.
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