Upon hearing Yan Chiyu's voice, Elder Que roared again, "Que Guanghuai, if you don't appease Xiaoyu, don't come back! My Que family has no place for such an unfilial descendant."
Disobedient descendants have emerged? Is it that serious?!
Que Guanghuai was still young and couldn't help but panic: "Grandpa! Can't I just acknowledge him as my eldest son? Can't I just coax him however I want?"
The moment the boy finished speaking, the other person hung up, furious and without hesitation.
Que Guanghuai looked bewildered and lost.
What did he just say?
Should we acknowledge Yan Chiyu as our leader?
[A groundhog-like scream is perfect for someone who's clueless]
They just need some care and attention!
Why do I find this so funny?
This live stream is getting more and more interesting, I'm a fan now!
[I suddenly remembered what the Witch God said earlier about some people holding grudges more; it turns out he was referring to Yan Mei, hahaha]
These two have already developed a tacit understanding, yet they still claim there's nothing going on between them!
[Your subject seconded this proposal]
Yan Chiyu took back his phone, not even sparing Que Guanghuai a glance, and sat back down.
The young man leaned back lazily in his chair, his long, slender, fair fingers lightly tapping to reply to the new message sent by Elder Que.
Song Wenzhi and Qian Bolun exchanged surprised glances, both seeing the same message in each other's eyes: What's going on? This doesn't seem like someone who lacks care.
Que Guanghuai was temporarily confused about why Yan Chiyu and his grandfather were friends, and what their relationship was.
But he figured out one thing.
Yan Chiyu is the boss, the ancestor, he has to be treated like royalty!
If you don't appease him, his bank card will be frozen, he will end up homeless, and he may even be branded as an unfilial descendant of the Que family.
Thinking of this, Que Guanghuai couldn't help but shed tears in his heart.
Overnight, no, in a minute, he went from a little tyrant to a weakling... oh no, a lackey.
After mentally preparing himself for a while, Que Guanghuai finally decided to bravely take the first step. He apologized to Yan Chiyu, begged for forgiveness, and tried to appease him.
"Ring ring—ring ring—"
Class has started.
Que Guanghuai silently withdrew his small foot.
He quickly pulled out his phone and opened the three-person WeChat group: "Royal Relatives".
I'm no ordinary guy: Brothers, quickly help me get Yan Chiyu's WeChat ID or phone number! Immediately! Right now!
Not much money: ??? Are you feeling a bit off? Wake up! You have a girlfriend!
Not much money: Yan Chiyu is quite handsome, but you can't be indiscriminate in your choices.
Although they were arguing just now, Song Wenzhi and Qian Bolun were still willing to lend a helping hand when their brother was in trouble.
Of course, it's not too late to laugh at it later.
I'm not your average person: Hurry, hurry, hurry! If we're any later, Grandpa will throw my luggage out!
Knowledgeable and courteous: Don't worry, let me check.
Ten minutes later.
Que Guanghuai: Please!!! Where is he?!
Not much money: ...Here it comes.
Knowledgeable and courteous: 137xxxx1782, you're welcome. Just send me a few pairs of limited edition sneakers later.
Having obtained Yan Chiyu's phone number, Que Guanghuai tried to add him on WeChat, but after waiting for a long time, the other party still hadn't accepted his friend request.
Que Guanghuai looked up and saw that Yan Chiyu was clearly playing on his phone and ignoring him.
He opted for a less ideal solution and sent a text message instead.
Que Guanghuai: Brother Yan!!!
Que Guanghuai: I was wrong just now! Please forgive me! Please...please don't let Grandpa freeze my card, please don't let Grandpa scold me for being an unfilial descendant, I can't bear that!
Que Guanghuai: I apologize to you.
Que Guanghuai: Boss! I acknowledge you as my boss! Please forgive me!
After a long while, Yan Chiyu finally sent a reply at a leisurely pace.
Yan Chiyu: No, that would mess up the seniority.
Que Guanghuai: ? ? ?
Yan Chiyu: Who did you throw the book at? Apologize, and let's let this matter drop.
Upon seeing this line of text, Que Guanghuai immediately realized what it meant.
He looked up at Wu Yue.
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