Yan Xianjue finished his breakfast with a stern face.
The family was not surprised by this and even felt like laughing.
Yan Wan smoothed over her brother's frizzy hair and asked, "Shall I help you style your hair?"
Yan Xianjue's conditioned reflex was to open his mouth to refuse. He had a stylist at home, so why did he need his sister to work so hard?
But when he thought of Yan Wan's casual remark during dinner, "By the way, Ji Heng said he would come over this morning to deliver New Year's goods."
Yan Xianjue decisively changed his tone: "Okay."
"Pfft." Yan Ci was walking behind the two of them. When he heard the word "good", he couldn't help but laughed out loud.
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes at him.
Yan Ci quickly raised his hand: "This week is a truce at home."
Yan Wan held one of them in each hand and said, "Ci Ci is coming too."
This time it was Yan Xianjue's turn to laugh loudly at Yan Ci, while Yan Ci looked hesitant. He wanted to open his mouth to refuse this sweet nickname, but he felt that if he opened his mouth, Yan Wan would definitely have other words waiting for him.
Finally, he said with a look of confusion on his face: "Sister, didn't we agree not to call you by your nickname anymore?"
Yan Wan shrugged, with an expression that said, "Isn't it okay if I want to call her that?"
What else can be said at the banquet?
If the Yan family's food chain were presented on a pyramid, the youngest son of the Yan family would definitely be the one at the top.
Yan Wan once joked that when Yan Xianjue was just born, she was afraid that she would scare him to death if she spoke a little louder.
As for Yan Ci, he has been very tough since he was a child.
So Yan Ci had felt this kind of differential treatment very early on and had become accustomed to it.
He was also unwilling to accept it when he was a child. He was only two years older than Yan Xianjue. He didn't understand why everyone in the family liked his stupid younger brother who did everything as if he was running at 0.5 times the speed.
He gave in until he lost Yan Xianjue.
He even once doubted whether he had really abandoned Yan Xianjue out of jealousy.
Whether it is a novel or a movie, this kind of plot does not count.
Fortunately, he didn't say this out loud, otherwise Yan Xianjue would have laughed at him for this for at least three years.
Both of them were living ancestors who could not be provoked. Yan Ci finally chose to raise his hands in surrender: "Go, go, go."
Until the three figures who were walking and bickering disappeared on the stairs.
Father Yan and Mother Yan, who were sitting on the sofa pretending to drink tea and read newspapers but were actually watching the fun, looked at each other and couldn't help laughing at the same time.
After a moment, Yan Yian, who was sitting next to them with a serious face replying to work emails, couldn't help but curl his lips.
Yan Shan is the calmest person in the living room.
She was holding an ancient book in her hand and flipping through it slowly. Yan Shan was actually very suitable for this style. Yan's mother thought about custom-making a few more clothes of this type for Yan Shan in the future.
Everyone present was surprised that the person they thought was least likely to say anything suddenly spoke thoughtfully: "Has Yan Ci not realized that he has become the most popular entertainment for the entertainment people?"
When the other three heard this, they were all stunned. Yan's mother was the first to react. She mischievously tapped Yan Shan's forehead with her fingertips.
Yan Shan pursed her lips and curled the corners of her mouth.
An hour later, Yan Xianjue changed his clothes and hairstyle and went downstairs looking refreshed.
Mother Yan praised, "Our Wanwan has good taste. Xianjue looks like a college student now."
Yan Xianjue pondered over this sentence and suspected that his mother was implying something about him.
Yan Wan also laughed: "Our little Xianjue is a clothes hanger, he looks good in anything, but today is Chinese New Year, so he should wear something a little more festive, so that it will be festive when he goes to the Shen family later."
Yes, not only Ji Heng is coming to the Yan family, Yan Xianjue is also going to the Shen family in the morning.
Yan Xianjue even asked Ji Heng to come back in the afternoon, but was ruthlessly rejected by Yan Wan: "The Ji family also has a family dinner this afternoon. This is Ji Heng's first family dinner since he succeeded as the head of the family. Many branches of the family will be coming, so he will be very busy."
Yan Xianjue immediately seized the opportunity to slander Ji Heng: "We're not even engaged yet, and he's already busy. What will happen after we get married? You can't have a man like that!"
Others in the Yan family: "..."
Yan Wan sent the man back to the Shen family with great disdain: "Just focus on your own relationship and don't meddle in your sister's affairs."
Yan Xianjue was pushed out the door and looked at the time and decided not to waste any more time.
Driving to Shen's house, his car and Ji Heng's car just passed each other at the intersection.
Ji Heng wanted to say hello, but just as he lowered the car window, he saw Yan Xianjue's fake smile. Yan Xianjue said, "Goodbye."
Ji Heng: “???”
Do kids say goodbye nowadays? Ji Heng was about to turn around and ask Ji Xi what Yan Xianjue's attitude was towards the engagement.
It had only been a short time since Ms. Fang’s incident, and Mr. Shen thought it would be a little awkward to see Yan Xianjue this time.
But unexpectedly, Yan Xianjue never mentioned that incident, as if it had never happened.
He personally took things out of the trunk one by one, just like every son-in-law who visits his father-in-law's house to pay New Year's greetings.
Father Shen: “…”
From the first time he met Yan Xianjue, he could tell that the young master of the Yan family was not someone who liked to deal with social relationships and take everything into consideration.
He had brought things here before, but at that time Yan Xianjue just spoke and the bodyguards took care of the rest.
This time, we are obviously going to be more careful.
He glanced at his daughter who seemed still unaware and shook his head helplessly.
At the same time, I also sighed in my heart about my daughter's luck.
He looked at the things already spread out on the floor and stopped Yan Xianjue from doing anything. He smiled and said, "You guys go have some fun. Do you want to eat at home for lunch?"
The latter sentence was obviously directed at Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue shook his head and smiled apologetically: "I'll leave soon, I have guests at home."
Yan Xianjue said the word "guest" with gritted teeth.
Before Shen's father could react, Shen Fangli had already started laughing.
Well, under Yan Xianjue's increasingly serious expression, Shen Fangli tried hard to hold it back.
They had been laughing for a long time about the joke that Ji Xi was suddenly going to go from being Yan Xianjue's friend to being Yan Xianjue's adopted nephew.
Of the two, the one who often gets angry is the one who is called uncle. Sometimes the nephew himself will make fun of this.
Shen Fangli used all her acting skills and finally managed to hold back the smile on her face.
She hooked her finger around Yan Xianjue's little finger and whispered, "Yan Xianjue, I have something to tell you."
For some reason, Yan Xianjue always felt that these words sounded familiar, as if he had heard similar words once yesterday.
If he didn't have a girlfriend, he might say, "If you want to listen, then listen. If you don't want to listen, then don't listen."
But he really did, so his answer had one and only one answer: "What is it?"
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