Chapter 19 Chapter 019 "Nan Fei, this is...
After lunch, Yan Nanxing planned to leave. After all, the old man had achieved his goal of asking him to come back, so there was no need to stay any longer.
Just as he was about to speak, Old Master Yan suddenly predicted: "You'll be staying at home today. I've asked someone to pack your luggage."
Upon hearing this, Yan Nanxing's pretentious smile slowly disappeared.
"What are you keeping me here for an entire afternoon and night?" Yan Nanxing leaned forward slightly, supported himself on the table, and stood up. He said rudely, "Old man, you think you've lived too long, and you want to make yourself suffer?"
"Humph, I knew you couldn't say anything nice." The old man cursed back, then laughed. "Your ID card has been confiscated. How are you going to leave?"
Yan Nanxing's expression changed.
I was careless.
In fact, he usually keeps it close to him, but this time, in order to make it easier for Xing Rui to book tickets for him, he took it out in advance and put it in his bag. It must have been taken away by the housekeeper when he was cleaning.
Old guy, he's old but still uses some dirty tricks on him.
The temper that was about to burst out was instantly restrained. Yan Nanxing sat back and planned to use some roundabout tactics: "I'm in a hurry to go back to Xinhai to deal with work. I don't have time to argue with you. Let me go."
Old Master Yan was also a shrewd person. He said, "If there is really an urgent matter that requires your presence, you will not return to this house today. Okay, what era is this? Can't you work remotely? Just stay here and leave tomorrow."
Yan Nanxing was so angry that he laughed. The incident happened suddenly and he couldn't even think of an excuse to convince the old man, so he just watched the old man call the housekeeper over to explain the matter.
Finally, he made the final decision and said, "Buy the young master a ticket to Xinhai tomorrow."
Yan Nanxing's ears were sharp, and he immediately realized, "Oh, what's going on? You just said I wasn't taking care of the family business, but now you're willing to give up such a big company and go to Xinhai with me?"
The old man gave him a look and was too lazy to continue arguing about such childish topics.
"Neither you nor Kong Qing are worry-free. He said he couldn't spare time for the project. You, a hands-off boss, do have time to accompany me to meet old friends, right?"
"I haven't heard of it. You have friends in Xinhai." Yan Nanxing became interested again. "Why should I go with you? Watch two old men playing chess?"
"Yan Nanxing! How dare you speak like that in front of outsiders? I'll beat you to death!"
The old man was still furious and stood up to look for his cane. However, Yan Nanxing, having succeeded, immediately stood up and left the table, waving his hand and smiling as he was about to leave: "I don't want to chat with you anymore, I'm going back to my room!"
"You little bastard! Come back here if you can!"
Yan Nanxing ran a few steps, but instead of meeting Old Master Yan, who had difficulty walking, the housekeeper caught up with him.
"Master, the room has been cleaned earlier. I'll take you there."
Uncle Zhong had worked in the old house for many years and was like a family member to him. Yan Nanxing had always respected him. Upon hearing this, he paused and let the housekeeper go to the front.
But after all, I have lived in this house for fifteen years and I come back several times every year, so it is not to the point where I can't even find my room.
Before he had even taken two steps upstairs, Yan Nanxing spoke up: "Uncle Zhong, do you have anything to say?"
The housekeeper sighed deeply: "Master, I have to say a few words, but the master is actually a kind-hearted person with a sharp tongue. You should not always hold a grudge against him."
"Over the years, many family members have left and dispersed. This house was so lively in the early years. Now the master is the only one left. It's inevitable that he is nostalgic and paranoid. Now you and Master Kongqing don't go back to the old house except for Qingming and Mid-Autumn Festival. He doesn't blame you, he blames himself."
Yan Nanxing did not interrupt. Even though he knew what the butler said, he still listened to him masochistically.
"Mr. Er's family has all taken the path of scientific research. The second young master has the protection of his parents and does not care about the family business. But, eldest young master, the master is actually partial to you."
The housekeeper turned and looked over. "Young Master, I also watched you grow up. My husband and his wife passed away early, and since then, the master has been raising you personally. He's not very good at raising children, and his methods are a bit strict, which is why the rift is so deep. But the master is really worried about you."
"The year you moved out, you were not even fifteen. Although the master was angry on the surface, he had secretly visited you several times. He felt a little relieved knowing that the young master of the Xing family was there to take care of you."
The housekeeper stopped chattering until he reached the door of the room. He kept repeating these words all the way, over and over again, but in fact, he only wanted to say one sentence: "The master is not good at speaking, but like you, he hopes that this family will be well. Young master, you should also bear more."
Yan Nanxing remained silent and didn't answer. Perhaps it was because the atmosphere along the way was a bit heavy. He finally said without thinking, "I'm going to meet my grandfather's old friend tomorrow. Can I wear a cheongsam?"
The housekeeper was startled, then a smile appeared on his face: "Then the young master should go and ask the master himself."
"I don't think he minds that much."
Yan Nanxing also smiled: "I will have a good chat with Grandpa, Uncle Zhong, you can go and do your work."
The name that cannot be called out in person can be said easily to others, which simply means that you agree.
The housekeeper's face lit up with joy, and he nodded repeatedly. However, he was so overwhelmed by the joy that he turned around and took two steps. Then he remembered something and came back to knock on the door.
"Oh, young master, look at me! I forgot to tell you something so important." The housekeeper hurriedly took out his phone and showed a photo he had taken yesterday. "The camellia tree that the young lady raised is in bloom again. I happen to be home today. Do you want me to pick a few branches and put them in your room tomorrow morning?"
The housekeeper's photography skills were already good, and he had taken great care of these tea trees over the years. The photos he took were truly beautiful. Seeing the small white and pink flowers, Yan Nanxing couldn't help but smile: "The flowers are blooming so beautifully, but no one is looking at them in the house. It's a waste."
The housekeeper looked at Yan Nanxing's expression and asked, "What does the young master mean?"
After thinking for a moment, Yan Nanxing came up with an idea: "Pick a few flowers, dry them, and store them for me to take away and make tea with."
The housekeeper's words did play a role. The grandfather and grandson spent the rest of the day in peace, and they flew to Xinhai the next morning.
Since he came to Xinhai, the old man naturally moved into Yan Nanxing's apartment.
This apartment was bought in full the year he graduated from university and one year after he started his short video account. That year, he and Xing Rui had just tasted the dividends brought by short videos, and they took advantage of the trend to start a business directly. The result is obvious.
After entering the apartment, Mr. Yan looked around and started to find fault again: "What have you achieved after so many years of entrepreneurship? You live in such a shabby and small house."
"The decoration is not exquisite, and it doesn't look like a home. Yan Nanxing, have you been living in a place like this all these years?"
Yan Nanxing twitched his lips, rarely refusing to argue: "Old man, this house is considered middle-class in Xinhai after all, and I'm alone, why do I need so many enjoyments? I have money but no time."
"Besides, you're staying with me now, old man, can you please speak properly?"
"You're just being stubborn," Old Master Yan said, shaking his head. "After working with that Xing family kid for a few years, he didn't even make a quarter's profit at home. It's a sin."
Yan Nanxing laughed when he heard this. "Forget about you talking about others, but Xing Rui has run errands and passed messages for you countless times. Do you have the nerve to talk about him?"
"Come on, don't be picky. I'll save some money and buy a bigger and better one in two years. You can't still be picky, right?"
Old Master Yan also knew how to grasp the key points. He snorted coldly, "Don't you have a house at home? I won't live with you for a long time. I can't control what house you buy."
"Oh, yes, none of my business. I don't know who complained about my old, shabby apartment just now." Seeing the old man choked by his words, Yan Nanxing smiled and didn't bother him. "Please be kind and go to the guest room to rest for a while and make an appointment with an old friend. I'm going to change my clothes."
Old Master Yan also stopped talking. He looked over and reminded him, "Dress properly."
Yan Nanxing gave him a meaningful look: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."
Mr. Yan: ...I suddenly have a bad feeling.
More than half an hour later, Yan Nanxing packed up and walked out the door, which scared Master Yan.
He had privately followed Yan Nanxing's online account. Although he couldn't understand why, he knew that Yan Nanxing was very popular online when she wore gorgeous clothes and heavy makeup. He had even denounced her as a monster for that look.
But, it seems that I have never seen Yan Nanxing with light makeup.
The Yan family, whose members all had heavy facial features, had no idea that this light makeup could bring out such a good effect. The makeup masked some of the sharpness of her facial features, and the clear and clean makeup made her look much softer. Paired with the modified white and green cheongsam, she looked like a Jiangnan beauty.
His appearance is undoubtedly handsome, very handsome. Anyone who sees him can't help but praise him as a beauty.
But Mr. Yan found it very strange.
He actually saw gentleness and tranquility in Yan Nanxing.
Yan Nanxing?!
Until that gentle face, with raised eyebrows and curled lips, revealed its true nature, and opened its mouth to utter the usual teasing: "Old man, look at your grandson's outfit, how good is it? Doesn't he look good? Who wouldn't praise him when he takes him out? What a great honor."
Old Master Yan turned his head and closed his eyes.
Misfortune for the family——
The place where Mr. Yan made an appointment to meet his friend was the residential community where the other party lived.
Yan Nanxing looked at the address and saw Fangheyuan. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement: "Old man, you have quite a network of contacts. Do you know who can afford to live in this area of Xinhai?"
Although Fangheyuan is not a high-end residential area, due to regional planning and other reasons, most of its residents are people within the system or university leaders.
The Yan family has been in business for many years, and no one knows where the old man made friends with such a person.
Mr. Yan obviously didn't want to say more: "Don't worry about it, kid."
Okay, now treat him like a child again.
However, Yan Nanxing was just making small talk and didn't really care about the old man's social life. When he was stopped from asking questions, he simply stopped talking and turned to concentrate on driving.
His house was actually not too far from Fangheyuan, and the drive took less than twenty minutes. The scenery outside the car gradually changed from high-rise buildings to wooded paths that blocked out the sun. The overall style of the old city was old-fashioned, low-key and simple, but it had everything. When the old man led Lu into the calligraphy club in the community, Yan Nanxing began to have doubts in his heart.
Until I walked into the inner room, there was a locked door, but I could vaguely hear the conversation inside.
Seeing a wall of calligraphy works at the entrance, the characters were vigorous and powerful, which made them look extraordinary at first glance. However, the design was in an area that Yan Nanxing was not familiar with, so he didn't know who wrote it.
But he guessed that the owner of these calligraphy works was probably the person his grandfather was going to meet today.
"Grandpa, I remember your handwriting was always ugly. How come your friend is a great calligrapher?"
Outside, Yan Nanxing did speak more restrainedly, but it was still annoying to hear. Old Man Yan rolled his eyes and raised his head to signal him to open the door.
Yan Nanxing walked forward and knocked on the door. The conversation inside quickly stopped. A few seconds later, there was a click and the door was opened from the inside.
"Hello, who are you looking for..."
The person who opened the door was caught off guard, and the person outside was also a little unexpected, so the two of them met eyes unexpectedly.
After standing there staring at each other for three seconds, they spoke almost at the same time: "Why are you here?"
After a moment of silence, Yan Nanxing laughed out loud first: "What a coincidence! It feels like a long time since we last met, Nanfei. This is fate, sent by the heavens because of my sincerity."
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