Early the next morning.
Yan Xianjue walked downstairs in a daze.
His second brother's incident yesterday took up so much of his time that he had to stay up late to finish his homework.
He was the young master of the family all his life and grew up in luxury.
The two huge dark circles under his eyes are extremely obvious.
Watching him stagger and slowly walk downstairs.
Yan Yian couldn't help but urge, "Come down and eat."
Yan Xianjue blinked hard and came to a surprising conclusion—
He actually saw his eldest brother at the dinner table!
[Oh my god! Big brother is actually eating!]
Yan Yian's hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly.
What's the matter? Is he no longer worthy of eating in this family?
*
The brief contact yesterday was enough for Yan Yian to collect some information that could be analyzed.
For example, at this moment, he was very clear that if he didn't want to be like Yan Ci and be angered to death by Yan Xianjue.
At this time, you can't follow his thoughts.
Because if that happens, he will beat you in the familiar field of IQ.
He calmly took a sip of his iced coffee and briefly informed him of today's schedule: "I'll drop you off at school later. Wait for me to pick you up after school tonight. Your second brother's team has an internal match tonight, and Mom said you wanted to go."
Yan Xianjue's eyes lit up: "Really?"
He rubbed his fingertips and quickly sat down at the table closest to his eldest brother.
"Didn't mom say I can go after I finish the college entrance exam? Did mom agree?"
Yan Yian raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to go? Then I'll help you refuse..."
Yan Xianjue quickly interrupted him: "Think, think, think!"
Seeing that he wanted to continue speaking, Yan Yian tapped the plate with his chopsticks and said, "Eat."
Yan Xianjue snorted softly and turned his attention to his breakfast.
*
As per his habit, the kitchen brought him a plate of crab roe dumplings and a cup of steaming soy milk.
When I was in school, breakfast at home was usually eaten separately.
His parents, who don't have to go to work, get up about an hour later than him.
Yan Xianjue was full of envy for this and wondered when he would be able to live such a wonderful retirement life in his life.
Yan Xianjue squinted his eyes and took a bite. As expected, he still preferred Chinese breakfast to coffee and toast!
After quietly dissing his elder brother's dry toast, Yan Xianjue quickly finished his breakfast.
Yan Yian pretended that he didn't hear Yan Xianjue secretly slandering him in his heart.
For him, there is no such thing as good or bad food. He has low material desires and eating is just a tool to maintain health.
Only a heartless kid like Yan Xianjue would care about even breakfast.
Unexpectedly, Yan Yian thought this feeling was not bad.
At least compared to Yan Ci, this younger brother is cute enough.
*
Yan Yian’s way of expressing his love is very simple.
After Yan Xianjue finished his meal, Yan Yian took the initiative to pick up the schoolbag that Yan Xianjue had placed on the sofa.
Ignoring Yan Xianjue's shocked look, he moved naturally and skillfully to the back seat of his low-key Maybach.
It seemed that what was contained inside was not Yan Xianjue's physics homework full of errors, but his huge contracts worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
"Uncle Liu, let's go to the young master's school first." Yan Yian instructed the driver.
"Okay, young master." Uncle Liu's honest voice came from the driver's seat.
Yan Xianjue fastened his seat belt, but still felt insecure as he held his schoolbag in his arms.
【etc! 】
Yan Xianjue suddenly remembered something and asked tentatively, "Why is Uncle Liu driving today?"
Yan Yian opened his iPad and began browsing his work email, then casually replied, "Uncle Lu's mother is ill, and he's taken a long vacation to go back and take care of her."
The Uncle Lu that Yan Yian mentioned is a veteran. He is not only the driver of the Yan family, but also a bodyguard.
In Yan Xianjue's memory, whenever he, his father, and mother went out, it was usually Uncle Lu who drove.
Yan Yian usually drives himself or has his assistant drive him. Yan's mother has told him many times that this is not safe.
Uncle Lu seems to have never appeared in the novel. Did he not come here after taking leave this time?
Yan Xianjue was extremely anxious, but his experience from his previous life told him not to speak ill of a driver in a car.
[What should I do? I remember this Uncle Liu was a mental patient! ! ! ]
Yan Xianjue felt that his life was going to end here.
Uncle Liu in the driver's seat thought the young master was unfamiliar with him, so he smiled and said to him, "Don't worry, young master. I know the way to school very well and I won't let you be late."
Yan Xianjue laughed dryly twice.
After hearing Yan Xianjue's thoughts, Yan Yian naturally raised the partition of the back seat of the car.
"What? You don't like Uncle Liu?" Yan Yian asked, "If you don't like him, just change him."
"How could that be?" Yan Xianjue lowered his brows, his fingers nervously clasped on the straps of his schoolbag.
It looks like a little bird that is so anxious that its feathers are about to explode.
At the same time, Yan Xianjue screamed in his heart:
[Aaaaah, let me start by saying that I have no problem with mentally ill people, but that doesn't include him driving a car!!!]
If I tell my brother directly that I don’t like it, will he think I’m being too picky?
Yan Yian had a complicated expression. The little guy had two faces.
But a mental patient? Yan Yian tapped his fingers lightly.
This is his habitual action when thinking.
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