As his grandparents returned to Beijing to visit his great-grandparents, Yan Yiyi, the little dumpling, has been living a very comfortable life in the Yan family's large courtyard house these past two days.
Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan adored this sweet-talking yet mischievous little fellow, and even Yan Bo's older brother and sister doted on their grand-nephew.
Yan Bo's older brother and sister, as well as his son and daughter-in-law, all work in other cities. His great-grandchildren, who stay in Beijing with Grandpa Yan, are in high school and junior high school respectively. They dote on Yan Yiyi, their younger brother of the same generation.
So, just over a month ago, Zizai only had his mother and mother-in-law by his side, but now he is surrounded by elders who all dote on him. He is like a little prince who was not favored and was suddenly put on the throne.
Fortunately, he received Zhu Qianying's education from a young age, and his self-discipline is extremely strong. Otherwise, he might have turned into an arrogant and domineering little bully in just a few days.
But children's hearts are naturally drawn to the outside world. After playing in the courtyard for two days, exploring every nook and cranny, he naturally started to miss the outside world.
"Great-Grandpa, Zizai wants to go out and play, is that okay?" The slightly depressed little boy tugged at Grandpa Yan's arm, looking at the old man pitifully.
The Yan couple's original intention was, of course, to have their son spend more time with Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan during their visit. After all, at their age, every extra day felt like a stolen moment.
So, I've been keeping him at home for the past two days, and even if I'm not with the two elderly people, I'm trying to keep him within their sight as much as possible.
Five years ago, when facing Zhu Qianying, Grandpa Yan still habitually displayed a bit of authority and domineering presence. Now, when facing this soft and adorable little dumpling, he has completely lost all principles.
"Go on, go on, let your older brother and sister take you out to play!"
But this isn't a weekend; my older siblings have to go to school.
Apart from his older brother and sister, the entire Yan family consists of elderly people. The youngest are Yan Bo and his wife, who are in their seventies. They can no longer play with the toys that children play with.
"Great-Grandpa, my older brother and sister are at school..." The young master pouted and tugged at Grandpa Yan's arm, acting spoiled.
He assumed the old man was just being polite, but he didn't realize that at his age, the old man was bound to become somewhat confused.
"Haha, look at Great-Grandpa's memory, he's completely forgotten that my older siblings need to go to school..."
The young master glanced around the house and saw that besides his great-grandparents, there were only his own grandparents. He figured that going out to play was hopeless. He was a little disappointed, but he didn't insist anymore. He just ran to drag his scooter away and went to the yard to amuse himself, dejected.
The old man was also upset by his great-grandson's disappointment, so he couldn't help but complain to his youngest son, "Why didn't Xiaohan and Ying'er come back together? If they had come back, they could have taken Zizai out to play."
Yan Bo naturally couldn't bring up his son's affair with Zhu Qianying to Old Master Yan. "Dad, it's almost Chinese New Year, and there's a lot going on at the company. Xiao Han and Ying'er are both very busy."
"What a lousy company! I have to do everything myself!"
In Old Master Yan's eyes, Yanhuang Group was nothing more than a third-rate, shabby company.
"In my opinion, Xiaohan is only thirty-three years old. It wouldn't be difficult for your brother to find him a department."
Brother Yanbo was transferred back to Beijing two or three years ago and is now in a high position. Although he has not reached the peak like Old Master Yan, he is still a very important figure. He can command a lot of people with just a word.
In Mr. Yan's view, being a businessman is always a crooked path, while politics is the right path. Therefore, over the years, he has never stopped trying to persuade Yan Han to return to the "right" path.
However, just like his father, Yan Han had absolutely no interest in politics. Being a politician involved too many rules and regulations, which were too annoying and completely contradicted his willful and domineering nature.
“Dad, Xiaohan isn’t a child anymore. What he wants to do, can we control him?” Yan Bo himself has never interfered with his son’s whereabouts.
Even when he and his wife decided to retire more than a decade ago, it wasn't necessarily because their son had to take over.
At that time, he had even planned to hire a professional team to manage the affairs of Yanhuang Group and Tong family. It was his son who said that he would take on these two responsibilities!
"Alright, alright, you and he are both reluctant to give up that lousy company, but what about Ying'er? Has she thought about doing something?"
Yan Bo then realized that he hadn't mentioned his daughter-in-law's profession to the old man yet.
"Dad, you don't need to worry about Ying'er's job. She's a jewelry designer and quite well-known at that."
Hearing him say that, Grandma Yan, who had been sitting quietly without saying a word, became interested. After all, no matter what age a woman is, she can't resist things like jewelry and beautiful clothes.
"Xiao Huai, Ying'er is a jewelry designer? That's amazing!"
Madam Yan then quickly took out the iPad that little Zizai usually used to play games. It contained many of Zhu Qianying's designs, including the pair of wedding anniversary rings she designed for Yan Bo and his wife.
Grandma Yan, wearing her reading glasses, looked at it carefully for a long time, nodding as she looked.
"That's good, that's good. Ying'er can go abroad to study for a few years and she'll have accomplished something!"
Now, the excuse that Young Master Yan used to deceive his elders has found a reasonable explanation and a perfect outcome to cover up his lie.
Madam Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. On the way here with Yan Bo, she had been worried that the old man and the old woman would investigate Zhu Qianying and Zizai's whereabouts over the past few years too much.
If you really ask her seriously, she really doesn't have the ability to cover up the whole thing.
Fortunately, at their age, Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan have experienced so much and have come to see things in a more detached and insightful way. They have long since mastered the skill of knowing when to intervene and when to turn a blind eye.
Therefore, during their two-day stay, neither the two elderly people nor Yanbo's elder brother and sister asked any questions that would embarrass or be difficult for Yanbo and his wife to answer.
"Yes, Ying'er is quite talented in this area. I heard from Xiao Han that Ying'er has won quite a few awards in the past few years."
Madam Yan was very satisfied with her daughter-in-law, Zhu Qianying. Whenever she looked at the little girl, she would secretly curse her son in her heart for being such a bad person. Such a good girl, yet he had to make people's hearts turn cold. Now, it would be a long road to warm her up again.
"That's wonderful! When will Ying'er design a pair of rings for me and my husband?" Grandma Yan, it turns out, also has a fashionable heart.
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