It was because of Yan Meng’s financial support that Grandpa Fan was able to stand up again.
When Yan Meng mentioned this, his expression showed a little pride, and he was also happy that he could help Grandpa Fan.
"Let's go and try some. Grandpa Fan's wontons are incredible!"
Yan Meng pulled me over and sat down at the small table. "Two bowls of wontons, please!"
Grandpa Fan had just taken out some wontons from the house. When he saw Yan Meng, he was stunned at first, then he smiled instantly.
"Young Master Yan is here!" Grandpa Fan smiled and handed over two bottles of drinks, "But I haven't seen you here for a long time! This is..."
Grandpa Fan turned to look at me, his eyes filled with surprise: "This is the first time I see you bring a girl here!"
"She's different." Yan Meng's ambiguous words made Grandpa Fan laugh heartily, "I understand now! I'll treat you to the wontons today!"
Seeing Grandpa Fan happily cooking wontons, I frowned and questioned Yan Meng, "What nonsense are you talking about with Grandpa Fan? What's the difference? Didn't you see that he misunderstood?"
Yan Meng shrugged, disagreeing: "It's indeed different! Have you ever seen other women around me besides you? I have always been very chaste."
I don't believe his nonsense.
"Why not?" I thought carefully and listed them off for him. "Before, there was Tang Jun, your childhood sweetheart. And later, didn't you take Lu Jiaying out for dinner and coffee?"
Obviously, everyone who comes is welcome.
Yan Meng suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "You remember it so clearly? Are you jealous of me?"
"It has nothing to do with me, why should I be jealous?" I retorted casually.
Grandpa Fan happened to come over with some wontons. I only heard one word, then he placed the wontons in front of me and murmured, "The filling and soup of our wontons are full of flavor. There's no need to add vinegar."
I burst out laughing, and Yan Meng opposite me was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Looking at Grandpa Fan who looked confused, Yan Meng said with a smile: "Grandpa Fan, you know how to interrupt."
Grandpa Fan smiled innocently: "I don't know what you young people like to talk about. Master Yan, have some wontons and some side dishes I made myself, come and have a try!"
Yan Meng was a little helpless, and raised his head to negotiate: "Grandpa Fan, I've told you many times that you shouldn't be so polite to me. Just call me Yan Meng, and don't call me Young Master Yan all the time. It's like the old society."
"Okay, okay, I won't call you that anymore." Grandpa Fan still looks at Yan Meng with eyes full of gratitude. "If you hadn't paid for my surgery and funded my rehabilitation treatment, I, an old man, would still be paralyzed in bed! This kindness, our Fan family will never be able to repay it in our lifetime!"
Grandpa Fan became more and more emotional as he spoke, but fearing we would be embarrassed, he quickly changed the subject: "Let's not talk about it anymore. Eat quickly, while it's hot."
After Grandpa Fan left, I thought of the servant who handed me the note and asked worriedly, "Yan Lirong is so thoughtful. Aunt Fan isn't implicated, right?"
"No, he didn't know." Yan Meng stirred the wontons in the bowl. "Now that Yan Lirong has been arrested, I've replaced everyone in the Yan family mansion. Aunt Fan is in charge now."
Now, the entire Yan family is in Yan Meng's hands, so he naturally doesn't trust those who used to follow Yan Lirong.
After eating the wontons, Yan Meng and I said goodbye to Grandpa Fan and left.
Just as I reached the entrance of the alley, Yan Meng suddenly got there before me and blocked my way.
"Lan Shan, I have something to tell you."
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