When Yan Xianjue received a call from the villa manager, he was lying on the sofa watching a movie with Yan Ci.
Yan Ci picked up a plump orange from the fruit bowl and tossed it over, grumbling, "Stop chewing on that rotten pear of yours all day. Has your taste changed after you got a girlfriend?"
Yan Xianjue threw the pear core into the trash can, wiped his hands with a wet towel beside him, and said stubbornly, "No, I didn't. The dry autumn weather is perfect for eating pears."
Yan Ci rolled his eyes: "I don't believe you."
Yan Xianjue turned his wrist and threw the orange back into Yan Ci's arms: "Don't eat it. It will be sour if you eat oranges after eating pears."
I don't believe the banquet.
In fact, he suspected that this was just a trick by Yan Xianjue because he didn't want to peel the orange peel.
But! How could he not fall for this? How could he resist not falling for this?
Yan Ci, who could never stand provocations between brothers, peeled the orange hesitantly even though he was full of doubts.
The oranges are round, and as Yanci moves, the unique refreshing scent of oranges fills the home movie room.
Yan Ci broke off a petal and put it into his mouth, frowning subconsciously.
“Sweet.”
Yan Xianjue didn't believe it either.
How could he get the sweet one? Yan Ci had already finished it all by himself!
As if sensing his distrust, Yan Ci snorted and broke off another petal before putting it into his mouth: "If you don't want to eat it, then forget it."
Yan Xianjue was a little unsure: "Really?"
Yan Ci didn't say anything, but just handed the orange in his hand to Yan Xianjue, telling him to take it if he wanted to eat it. Then he turned his head naturally and focused his attention back on the big black bat on the screen.
Yan Xianjue hesitated for a moment, but curiosity finally overcame his reason, and he carefully picked out the smallest petal.
"Mmm, so sweet."
Yan Xianjue: “???”
He was surprised that Yan Ci was telling the truth this time.
Banquet speech: "..."
"Take your eyes off me and use your rusty brain. How could you serve me such a sour orange?"
Doesn't the kitchen staff want this job anymore?
Yan Xianjue was silent. He suddenly realized that what Yan Ci said seemed to make sense.
"Then why are you frowning?" Yan Xianjue said half-blaming and half-complaining.
Yan Ci: "When did our family enact a new rule that says you can't frown?"
Yan Xianjue: “…”
The ringing of the phone interrupted Yan Xianjue's silence.
He didn't pick up the phone immediately, but checked the time first.
Then he was a little confused as to why the villa manager would call him at this time.
"Who's calling? Why don't you answer it?" Yan Ci asked him curiously, and cooperated by turning down the volume of the movie.
Yan Xianjue shook his head: "Something feels a little wrong."
He didn't often go back to the villa, and unless there was something urgent, the housekeeper wouldn't call him at a time that might disturb his rest.
Yan Ci watched the movie where Batman rescued the Joker who had been knocked off a cliff and said casually, "Maybe there's a villain waiting for you to save his life."
At the same time, Yan Xianjue pressed the connect button. The butler's unhurried report and Yan Ci's nonchalant nonsense overlapped together: "Young Master, there is a man named Yu Bai who claims to be Lin Shi's assistant and is asking for help."
Yan Xianjue glanced at his second brother, who was still eating oranges and watching a movie, and said with mixed feelings, "Let Yu Bai answer the phone."
He concluded that no matter how anxious Yu Bai was, he would definitely not tell the truth to an unfamiliar housekeeper.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Yu Bai almost snatched the phone from the housekeeper's hand.
There was none of the calmness he had when he rang the doorbell.
Yu Bai said succinctly, "Yan Xianjue, Lin Shi was injured and unconscious. When I came in, I hid him in the bushes at the entrance of the community. He was covered in too much blood, so I couldn't bring him in."
Yan Xianjue: “???”
Is this Chinese?
He should still be in the country, right?
"What did Lin Shi do again?"
Yu Bai: "We can't blame him this time. Forget it, now is not the time to pursue responsibility. Lin Shi needs a doctor. I'm not sure if he needs a blood transfusion."
Yan Xianjue: "...I don't think I ever said I would care whether he lives or dies."
Yu Bai said confidently, "Lin Shi once said that if one day he were to die, and there was only one person left in the world who would save him, it would definitely be you."
Regardless of whether he was acting or not, Yan Xianjue only had one word to say at this moment: "...Fuck."
I feel like I'm being morally kidnapped.
But the people have already arrived at the gate of the community, what else can he do? He can't just leave it alone.
If he really died in front of his door, wouldn't the value of his house drop?
Yan Xianjue rubbed his temples with a headache and deleted all these nonsense from his mind.
He took a deep breath and said, "I understand. I'll send someone over. You go out and lead the way."
After hanging up, Yan Xianjue first called Uncle Lu and asked him to arrange for the bodyguards from the villa to go over. He then called Zhou Ye and asked, "Are you at the villa now?"
Zhou Ye instantly understood which villa he was talking about: "Not here, what's wrong?"
Yan Xianjue thought for a moment and said, "Ask the security guard at the gate to make it easier for my people. I want to bring a few people in."
Zhou Ye reacted quickly, and with his understanding of Yan Xianjue's character, he quickly realized that the people Yan Xianjue was talking about were definitely not as simple as he said.
After all, if he was just an ordinary person, Yan Xianjue would never have called him.
It was common for their classmates to come in and out of the community carelessly all day long, so it was never worth Yan Xianjue asking him for help.
"Of course you can, but you have to tell me what happened, right? Then I can have something to say if my uncle asks me later."
Yan Xianjue didn't hide it from him: "Lin Shi is injured. I don't know what happened yet. He is lying at the entrance of the community."
Zhou Ye: "Oh my god! Are you still alive? My house price!"
Yan Xianjue touched his nose guiltily. This kind of tacit understanding between good brothers was unnecessary.
"Anyway, that's it. I'll have someone send it to my villa first. I'll talk about the rest after I understand the details."
Zhou also agreed, but as a friend, he couldn't help but tease: "Who was it that told me not to get involved in the Lin family's mess before? Why are you getting involved now?"
Yan Xianjue was also helpless: "I don't let you get involved because the Zhou family is an outsider. There's no need to cause trouble for yourself."
"The Yan family's situation is different."
They are already in the game and can only turn passivity into initiative.
He didn't explain the latter part of this sentence to Zhou Ye. Zhou Ye was just joking and didn't mean to get an answer.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
Yan Xianjue was about to hang up when Zhou Ye reminded him, "If it's inconvenient to find a doctor through regular channels, you can try Ni Qiu's approach."
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