Chapter 264 Backup Gift
After hearing what Song Jingyi said, Acheng felt a strange sensation in his heart.
He leaned over and examined the amulet more closely.
"I want one too."
Song Jingyi glanced at him and said, "Go ask him yourself if you want to."
Acheng's eyes lit up. "Boss, I'm two years older than Miss, so am I considered her brother?"
The first thing Chen Mo said after getting in the car was, "You're like a farmhand for the landlord."
Acheng pouted and said with disgust, "You blockhead, you either don't say anything all day or you drive people crazy. The boss raised me, so I'm the boss's younger brother. Therefore, the boss's sister is also my sister."
"It sounds wonderful," Chen Mo said casually. "Let's talk about it when my hair grows longer."
"No, I like being bald." Acheng scratched his head. "Why don't you shave your head and try it? It'll feel different."
Chen Mo didn't even spare a glance, "It's as cold as a stone in winter."
"You idiot, I have plenty of hats, they're all warm enough."
Chen Mo would only talk more and bicker with A-Cheng when they were together.
His subordinates were all quiet, and only when A-Cheng was around could things get a little lively.
Song Jingyi kept him by his side back then.
Firstly, because he is capable enough.
Secondly, because with him around, I won't feel so lonely.
But now, it seems like people are starting to care about him.
The small talisman in my hand carries so much weight.
Small fish.
His sister.
She is the best child in the world.
“Amo, prepare a backup of the gift for our visit to the Shen family tomorrow night,” Song Jingyi paused, “I want to see it myself.”
"Yes, Brother Yi." Chen Mo knew how important this gift was.
This was the first time Yi-ge had visited her adoptive parents as her older brother.
"Brother, I want to come too." Acheng looked at Song Jingyi with a fawning expression. "Either let me help Chen Mo prepare the gift, or let me go to Miss's house for dinner with you."
There will definitely be lots of delicious food at that event tomorrow.
"Why are you still here?" Song Jingyi lifted his eyelids to look at him.
"Huh? What is that?" Acheng was confused. "If I'm not here, where am I going?"
Chen Mo's tone was flat, with a hint of a smile, "You should be crouching in the tree to protect Miss."
Acheng: "...I still have to go? So many people from the Underworld have come, can't I even rest for a day?"
"What do you think?" Song Jingyi leaned back lazily in his chair. "Amo, stop the car."
A bustling roadside in Beijing.
A black Maybach pulled up with its hazard lights flashing, and a handsome, but clearly in a bad mood, bald man got out of the passenger seat. He was sulking and muttering to himself.
Song Jingyi watched Acheng gradually shrink in the rearview mirror and felt good.
It's not that Zeming didn't send enough people.
However, he still trusted A-Cheng more in this matter.
Si Jingxu escorted Yan Buyu all the way to his doorstep.
They were reluctant to leave after getting off the bus.
"When can we meet alone?" He asked, his head bowed, his eyes filled with tenderness and unspoken grievances.
Yan Buyu wanted to laugh but didn't dare. She smiled and raised her hand to touch Si Jingxu's face. "No rush, Brother Jingxu, we have a long life ahead of us."
Si Jingxu sighed, feigning helplessness, "Alright, what can we do? Our child is still young. Brother Jingxu will wait for you for another two years."
Not far away, Shen Yanzhou coughed lightly from time to time, and the volume gradually increased over time.
Si Jingxu glanced at him and said, "Let's go back. My brother-in-law's voice will be hoarse in a bit."
"Then I'm leaving, Brother Jingxu. Goodbye. I might contact you later tonight. If it's too late, go to sleep first." Yan Buyu waved to him and turned to run towards Chen Yanzhou.
Si Jingxu knew what she was talking about.
Today, we're going to have a proper chat at home.
It will inevitably be a little late.
Shen Zhiye and Lan Xinyan were both uneasy when they learned that their daughter knew the truth.
I'm afraid she'll be angry, afraid she'll be sad, afraid she'll feel wronged.
Lan Xinyan was restless. "Honey, let's go outside and practice Tai Chi. You can teach me."
Shen Zhiye was also unsure.
But you still have to hold on in front of your loved one.
"Xinyan, don't be nervous. Yanzhou said that it's okay if you don't speak. He's calm and not unhappy. Try to think more positively."
“I’m mainly worried that she might be keeping things to herself and not saying anything,” Lan Xinyan said, sitting down on the sofa. “She’s a deep thinker. She may appear to be a good person on the surface, but she’s probably suffering a lot inside.”
Ultimately, it's because I feel sorry for the child.
It's strange, so many things have happened lately.
Even an adult would find it unbearable to wear just one of these items, let alone a small child.
"Mom! Uncle! We're back!" Yan Buyu shouted as he entered the living room.
“Baby’s back!” Lan Xinyan immediately got up, walked to her, took her hands, and her eyes were full of worry.
Even without saying a word, she could understand her mother's thoughts.
She smiled slightly, released Lan Xinyan's hands, opened her arms and hugged the beautiful woman in front of her who had rescued her from the fire pit and treated her better than her own son.
"Mom, the daughter you raised is just like you. She has a strong mental capacity, knows how to be grateful, and is not an ungrateful wretch."
Lan Xinyan's tears fell down in an instant.
"Mom is worried about you. My baby has suffered so much." Lan Xinyan's throat tightened, and she tried her best to suppress her sobs, her voice trembling as she spoke.
“I didn’t suffer. It was just that I didn’t have a good life when I was a child and following Yan Qihang,” Yan Buyu raised her hand to wipe her mother’s tears. “I was too young to remember anything. I only started to remember things after I met you. All I remember are the good days.”
"Alright, alright, you two sit down and talk. The child is exhausted from climbing the mountain today." Shen Zhiye's eyes were slightly moist, not wanting them to be too sad.
“Look at me,” Lan Xinyan wiped away her tears, “I made some wontons for you two. Now I’ll have Aunt Jiang cook them, and you can each have a bowl.”
Shen Yanzhou nodded, "Thank you, Aunt Lan."
The four of them sat down at the same time. Shen Zhiye took a sip of water, looked up, and asked, "Buyu, did Yunqi tell you?"
Yan Buyu shook his head. "No, my brother didn't say anything to me. I heard it myself."
That day, she couldn't fall asleep in the morning, so she decided to get up and go for a walk.
The maid at home told me that my uncle gets up in the early morning to practice Tai Chi.
She went into the kitchen and made him some soup.
When she went to the study to call him, the door wasn't closed properly, and she overheard Song Jingyi's entire conversation with his uncle.
By adding my own associations, I pieced the whole story together.
Lan Xinyan looked at Shen Zhiye reproachfully; it was all his fault.
Shen Zhiye made a fist with his right hand and coughed lightly.
"So you knew that all along?" he said.
Yan Buyu thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, it's nothing. I was prepared when I found out that Yan Qihang was not my biological father."
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