Thanks to Yan Shao's deliberate misleading, none of the difficulties or doubts that were expected to occur happened.
However, compared to the heated argument in front of her, Zhu Qianying would actually prefer to face the difficulties posed by the elders of the Yan family.
Right now, Grandpa Yan and Grandpa Tong are having a heart-wrenching argument over whether this "child" should be surnamed Yan or Tong.
Having witnessed it firsthand, Zhu Qianying finally understood why Young Master Yan had said that the Tong family patriarch and Old Master Yan had the same fiery temper.
"Nonsense! My grandson is Yan, of course he's surnamed Yan! You Tong, get out of my way!" Old Master Yan roared at Old Master Tong, his beard bristling and eyes wide.
The old man of the Tong family immediately slammed his hand on the armrest and retorted without backing down.
"Old Man Yan, this child must take the surname Tong! It was agreed that Xiao Bo and Xiao Huai's first child would take the surname Yan, and their second child would take the surname Tong. I won't argue with you about Xiao Han, and you shouldn't argue with me about this child either!"
The two elderly people, whose combined age is nearly two hundred, were in a tense situation, yet Zhu Qianying inexplicably wanted to laugh!
Of course, she couldn't actually laugh in front of a bunch of elders, so she bit her lip to suppress her laughter and then lowered her head, pretending to stare blankly at her toes.
After shouting at each other for a while, the two leaders finally realized that neither of them could actually win. It's estimated that they've been in this mortal enemy state for decades, to the point that so many people present, including Old Madam Yan and Tong Xiaohuai, just let the two old people argue without any intention of trying to mediate.
Finally, the two old people probably got tired of arguing and somehow put aside the issue of surnames, and started arguing about what names to use.
The two of them were shouting at the top of their lungs, and Zhu Qianying was having a terrible headache. All she could hear was the loud shouting of the two old men, which made her head throb.
She reached out, tugged at Yan Shao's arm, and whispered in his ear, "Young Master, your 'son's' mother has a headache..."
Yan Shao glanced at her sideways, and after a long while, he turned to the two old men who were still locked in a battle and said something.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, Ying'er and I are going upstairs to rest for a while. I have a headache!"
The two old people, who had been yelling for most of the day, immediately stopped upon hearing this. One asked who had a headache, while the other busied himself calling Uncle Hai to find a family doctor to come and take a look at the two young people.
Yan Shao said, "I'm just tired and have a headache. I'll be fine after a nap. Ying'er, go upstairs and keep me company!"
Upon hearing this, the two elders quickly added, "Then go and get some rest. We'll call you when it's time to eat. If you really can't, we'll have Ah Hai bring it up to you."
Yan Shao, who seemed to have long been used to being spoiled by the old man, responded indifferently and then stood up.
Seeing this, Zhu Qianying was about to stand up as well, but Yan Shao pressed her shoulder down, indicating that she should sit down.
Zhu Qianying looked up at him with a puzzled expression. The man was backlit, and his tall figure blocked the light, casting a huge shadow that completely enveloped her.
Because the light was behind her, Zhu Qianying couldn't see the expression on the man's face, but for a moment, she had a strange feeling that this tall man in front of her might be able to shelter her from the wind and rain. No matter how bad or dangerous the people or things outside were, he would provide her with a safe space so that she could walk freely under his protection.
Having grown accustomed to her shrewdness, Yan Shao found it amusing to see her looking so dazed and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose.
"What are you thinking about?" The tone was three parts teasing and seven parts doting.
Zhu Qianying came to her senses and cursed herself for overthinking, but upon closer examination of his words, she became even more confused.
This young master Yan, ever since he entered the Yan family, seems to have become a completely different person?
Could it be that he inherently possesses two modes: at the resort, he is the cold and ruthless young master, while back at the Yan family, he is the considerate and kind man?
Ignoring her confusion, Yan Shao knelt down under her suspicious gaze, one knee on the ground, his slender fingers lifting the wide and cumbersome hem of the wedding dress.
Zhu Qianying's gaze followed him the whole time, and now she was even more confused about what he was going to do.
It wasn't until she felt a slightly cool touch on her ankle that she realized he was taking off her shoes.
Yan Shao's magnetic voice rang out immediately, confirming her guess, "Uncle Hai, bring Ying'er's slippers."
Cool fingers slid from the ankle to the heel, and then rubbed along the heel to the little toe.
Zhu Qianying's heart was in her throat from his series of actions, and her heart was pounding rapidly.
She cursed inwardly, "This old scoundrel! Even if he wants to flirt with her, he should consider the occasion!"
Zhu Qianying bit her lip hard, forcing herself to calm down, when she heard his low, hoarse instructions.
"You're not allowed to wear such high heels anymore, it's dangerous!"
As she spoke, she picked up Zhu Qianying's pair of 10cm high heels and threw them aside heavily.
Zhu Qianying nodded blankly. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that this old rogue was really cool when he wanted to show off!
When he tries to act like a domineering CEO, he really is domineering!
Just by pinching the tip of her nose, brushing her ankles, and then coldly humming a few domineering words, he stirred up the calm heart of this pure young woman, making it as turbulent as the waters of Honghu Lake!
Yan Shao took the slippers from Uncle Hai, glanced at Zhu Qianying who was staring blankly at him, and raised his handsome thick eyebrows.
"What, still wearing it?"
Zhu Qianying quickly shook her head!
I couldn't help but give Young Master Yan a thousand thumbs up for his superb and incredibly realistic acting skills!
It's not surprising that the elders of the Yan family didn't know, but how could he not know? She always wore running shoes and flats!
Young Master Yan got the answer he wanted, smiled with satisfaction, lowered his eyes, and gently helped her put on soft, warm slippers.
When her sore toes, which had been squeezed by high heels all morning, touched the soft, fluffy fur, Zhu Qianying was so moved that she almost cried. Although she knew he was acting, she couldn't help but be captivated by the warm-hearted character he portrayed.
At this moment, she was very fortunate that the real Young Master Yan was actually a chauvinistic, selfish, and extremely difficult-to-please young master.
Otherwise, with his current warm and considerate demeanor, falling in love with him would be a piece of cake.
"Let's go! Let's go upstairs and rest for a while!" Yan Shao helped her change her shoes, took her hand, and stood up.
Zhu Qianying blushed again. She knew he was acting, but for her, acting out such a tender and intimate scene in front of so many people was still a test of her skin and acting skills!
"Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa, excuse us for a moment, please continue your conversation!" With a flushed face, Zhu Qianying apologized to the group of elders and hurriedly turned to leave.
Young Master Yan, the spoiled young master, said nothing, but bent down to help her lift her skirt and strode upstairs with her.
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