Yan Yian: "Uncle Lu should be back soon, and then I'll let him take care of the house."
Yan Xianjue nodded reluctantly.
Uncle Lu might not be coming back. It was Uncle Liu who was driving when my parents got into the accident. He got so emotionally stuck in traffic that he had a seizure in the car and drove into the river. Is this something a normal person would do?!
When they wanted to hold Uncle Liu accountable afterwards, his family directly produced his mental health report. The most the Yan family could do was to send him to a mental hospital!
Yan Xianjue's handsome little face was tense.
The tip of her tongue rested lightly against her cheek, and the words she wanted to ask her big brother to just switch people stopped at her lips.
But that wouldn't work. He was also a worker in his previous life. If he lost his job just because he said he didn't like it, he would lose his job.
Angry workers are likely to retaliate against society.
He had to find a reasonable reason.
*
Before Yan Xianjue could come up with a solution, the car had already stopped steadily in front of the school gate.
He hesitated and said, "Brother, do you want to visit my school?"
Embarrassed by this lame excuse, Yan Xianjue kept scratching his toes on the concrete floor.
Yan Yian paused as he was about to close the car window.
Along the way, it was enough for Yan Yian to make some simple inferences based on the information revealed by Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue would treat it as a simple car accident, but he didn't.
The Yan family pays great attention to the safety of their family, and the drivers and bodyguards in the family are screened through multiple levels.
How did a mentally ill person pass the selection and avoid the comprehensive physical examination required by the Yan family?
If we are more conspiratorial, was Uncle Lu's mother's illness man-made?
Just to transfer away the bodyguard that the Yan family relied on.
But the Yan family has more than just one bodyguard, so they simply want to place someone in his house?
Since the person behind the scenes can reach so far, he will definitely make the nail play a role at the critical moment.
At least now, he didn't think there would be any safety issues riding in Uncle Liu's car.
But he still benefited greatly from Yan Xianjue's concern.
Yan Yian's way of expressing his enjoyment was very simple and unpretentious.
Just when Yan Xianjue had not received an answer from Yan Yian and was about to turn around and walk towards the school gate.
Yan Yian stretched out his hand from the car window, holding a bank card as low-key as a Maybach between his fingertips.
Yan Xianjue took a deep breath and stammered, "Brother? What is this?"
"Pocket money." Yan Yian answered briefly and forcefully.
【Ahhh! Thank you, Mr. Kuo!】
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