"You have a fever?"
Yan Can looked at Yan Conghe with concern, but the latter showed a wronged expression, "Do you think I was delirious from a fever that I came to your house on New Year's Eve to spend the New Year?"
"no……"
“Can Can, I took my temperature before getting off the bus. It was only 37.8 degrees Celsius, which is not a high fever. Moreover, I was fully conscious and knew what I was doing.”
"……I know."
He already has a fever, yet he still says "just," which doesn't seem like he's in a state of consciousness.
Seeing that Yan Can was listening attentively, Yan Conghe said, "What are your plans next? No... Then let's go home quickly, have New Year's Eve dinner with you, set off fireworks, and then I'll go back to the capital."
Yan Can frowned, "Then you..."
Yan Conghe seemed to know what she was thinking and explained, "I'm not in a hurry, and I'm not tired. It's just that my parents and uncles are all busy with work, and only my grandfather is at home. I have to go back later to accompany him to offer incense."
Yan Can: "Mm."
She looked down at her phone, wanting to ask if Old Yan had been delayed on the way, when she heard Yan Conghe say, "I forgot to mention, Uncle won't be coming. We're going straight home."
Yan Can glanced at him for no apparent reason.
The way they said "go home" made it seem like they were going back to Yan Conghe's home.
But Yan Conghe didn't think there was anything strange about what he said, and even asked Yan Can, "What's wrong?"
Yan Can shook her head and said it was nothing.
Just as she was about to wave to flag down a car, a very flashy luxury car pulled up in front of them.
The appearance of the luxury car attracted a lot of attention, but the owner of the car seemed oblivious to it, as if he was already used to being the center of attention. He got out of the car, walked around the front of the car to Yan Can and the others, and revealed a somewhat familiar face.
Chen Sheng is a well-known local playboy.
"Young Master Yan... Yan..."
"Young Master Chen..."
Yan Can's address of "Young Master Chen" startled Chen Sheng, who then made a series of emoji-like expressions. He looked at Yan Can for confirmation, and then at Yan Conghe.
After the last dinner party, Yan Conghe never contacted him again. He thought that those people had offended the young master with their loose tongues. He didn't expect that the young master not only remembered him, but also summoned him on such a special day.
Although it was just as a temporary driver.
But not just anyone can be Young Master Yan's driver!
Chen Sheng asked Yan Conghe respectfully where they were going next.
Yan Conghe: "Go home."
Chen Sheng showed no outward expression, but inwardly he was filled with unease.
Whose home are we going back to?
The Yan family?
Or is it the Yan family?
If it's the Yan family, it should be said that we should go back to the Yan family!
As Chen Sheng guessed, he quickly opened the car door and invited the two people to get in.
Upon hearing Yan Conghe say that the "New Year's gifts" had already been delivered to the Yan family, Chen Sheng remained expressionless, but the shock in his heart was indescribable.
Young Master Yan actually came here specifically to spend the New Year with Yan Can!
Young Master Yan is actually still ill!
The old master of the Yan family actually knew that young master Yan was here, and even asked him to bring gifts to Professor Yan and President Gu!
What are they trying to do?
A marriage alliance?
He originally thought that Young Master Yan only knew Yan Yu and became his mentor because he appreciated Yan Yu's talent and invested in Yan Yu's company. He never expected that the real protagonist was not Yan Yu, but Yan Can!
Thinking back to what those playboys said at the dinner party that day, Chen Sheng felt a chill run down his spine, both for them and for himself.
That was close!
I almost had to say goodbye to the world.
The drive from the movie theater to the Yan family home took more than forty minutes due to traffic, and Chen Sheng endured more than forty minutes of mental anguish.
He breathed a huge sigh of relief the moment the car stopped.
Before Yan Can could say "thank you" or "thank you," Chen Sheng quickly said, "I was out having fun with my friends anyway. If you need anything, Mr. Yan or Ms. Yan, please feel free to contact me anytime."
Yan Can still thanked him and invited him to her home, but Chen Sheng shook his head vigorously.
How could he dare?
He interrupted Young Master Yan's good time and took up Young Master Yan and Yan Can's time together. Does he even care about his life?
Yan Conghe was very satisfied with his understanding and instructed him, "Come here to pick me up at 8:30 pm."
Chen Sheng immediately nodded, "Okay!"
Watching Yan Can and Yan Conghe walk through the gate, he couldn't help but ponder their actions again.
8:30...
It seems Young Master Yan is heading back to the capital tonight.
Young Master Yan, born into a prominent family and pampered young master, dragged his ailing body here just to see Yan Can, and then hurriedly rushed back to the capital under the stars and moon.
How much must they like it?
With the car already started, Chen Sheng couldn't help but glance at the Yan family's house again.
Thinking of the gentle and sincere look in Yan Can's eyes when she said "thank you," he felt as if his ears were burning again, just like when they first met.
That's Yan Can.
She's not part of the entertainment circle, but everyone in it knows her name.
Who wouldn't like it?
Chen Sheng drove back to the club, and before he even went upstairs, he saw his cronies acting suspiciously, doing something he didn't know what.
He dialed a number, and as soon as the phone rang, the person cursed. After seeing the caller ID, he quickly answered the call, only to hear a familiar voice behind him.
"Brother Sheng!"
The man jogged over and grabbed Chen Sheng, trying to pull him in that direction.
Chen Sheng hadn't moved at first, but when he heard him say, "That grandson Ling Yu is actually here," he raised an eyebrow. "With that guy surnamed Leng again?"
The man shook his head. "That woman isn't here. Her face is all bruised and she's resting at home."
They also said that the person surnamed Ling came with several other people.
Chen Sheng clenched his fist, revealing a mischievous expression. "Then what are we waiting for? The opportunity to make a contribution has arrived!"
Watching him stride confidently toward Ling Yu and her group, the friends left behind were completely bewildered.
"What happened?"
"Why is Young Master Sheng taking matters into his own hands?"
"Brother Sheng said something about a chance to make a contribution. I didn't really understand what he meant, but whatever he does, we should just follow his lead!"
...
Half an hour later.
Yan Conghe was learning how to cook dumplings from his aunt when his phone rang. When Yan Can handed him the phone, his hands were oily, so he asked Yan Can to help him turn it on.
Yan Can: "Okay."
Yan Conghe: "Click on the pop-up window and help me see what the message is."
Yan Can: "Okay..."
Seeing the photos that suddenly appeared on the screen, Yan Can's expression changed slightly, then she casually placed her phone on the table.
Yan Conghe found it strange, looked down, and then laughed.
Chen Sheng is a good kid.
Very good at handling things.
The photos, taken in a luxurious private room, show a man named Ling Yu with a bruised and swollen face, covered in various bruises and marks.
But soon, the photos were all withdrawn.
Chen Sheng sent a message.
[I apologize, Young Master Yan, for letting such filth offend your eyes.]
[Wishing you and Miss Yan a happy Lunar New Year's Eve! May your love last forever!]
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