Chapter 201 My Sister is the Most Important
"Buyu, are you listening? Daddy's back, Daddy wants to see you." Yan Qihang said with a guilty tone, "Please give Daddy a chance, okay?"
"Mr. Yan, there's really no need for this." Yan Buyu held his phone in one hand and gripped Shen Yanzhou's sleeve tightly with the other.
Shen Yanzhou immediately guessed who was on the other end of the conversation, and gently touched his sister's small fist with its knuckles turning white.
"Silence, I know you're angry, but child, you are my own daughter, my only bloodline in this world. Can you give me a chance?"
"There's no need." Yan hung up the phone without saying a word.
"He's back, isn't he?" Shen Yanzhou asked. "Don't be afraid, your elder brother is here."
Yan Buyu was in a much better mood. "Big brother, do you think what I did was right?"
She wanted to see what Yan Qihang was up to, but she didn't want to reveal her thoughts too early.
Otherwise, they will become suspicious.
Yan Qihang is very smart. He might do something funny once he realizes what's going on.
“You did the right thing,” Shen Yanzhou affirmed. “When a so-called relative you haven’t contacted for more than ten years suddenly appears and wants to meet, your reaction is the most genuine.”
Moreover, Yan Qihang doesn't treat Yan Buyu well at all, and his eagerness to meet her is full of traps.
He was too hasty.
What's the rush?
Shen Yanzhou pushed up his glasses. "Buyu, when he lived with you guys before, did he have any health problems?"
Yan Buyu shook his head. "I don't know. I haven't had much contact with him."
Shen Yanzhou felt incredibly bitter.
The father, who had lived with his child for eight years, didn't have much contact with him.
What does this mean?
Whenever he thought of this, he wanted to stab Yan Qihang with his own hands.
How could there be such a father in the world?
"Brother, do you mean he's sick and wants my organs?" Yan Buyu made a connection based on his words.
“It’s not impossible.” Shen Yanzhou frowned, his tone filled with murderous intent. “So you absolutely must not meet with him alone. He’s ruthless and might do something to you.”
He remained silent.
In his previous life, Yan Qihang was not sick.
He's just addicted to gambling and drugs and wants to sell me for money.
In this life, he spent more than ten years in prison and didn't have time to get involved with those things.
He's hooked up with another rich woman; he's not short of money.
Did his rebirth change his trajectory, meaning he wouldn't gamble or do drugs, but would get sick and need his child's organs to survive?
That was truly fantastical and terrifying.
But thinking about it, if something like my own rebirth can happen, then nothing else seems impossible.
“I understand, brother,” Yan Buyu solemnly promised, “I will not see him alone, I feel disgusted.”
Yan Qihang's return to Beijing.
Both the Shen and Si families received the report.
Lan Xinyan looked the worst at home.
"Xinyan," Shen Zhiye came in from outside, his right hand behind his back, smiling, "your husband has a gift for you."
"What?" She was clearly annoyed.
Shen Zhiye walked up to her with a smile and presented her with the bouquet of flowers he had hidden behind his back.
The imported peonies, a pale purple color, are plump and shimmer with a faint light, like tender pink peaches shrouded in a purple mist.
It's beautiful in just the right way, understated yet exuding an air of elegance.
Lan Xinyan liked it at first sight.
She took the flower with both hands and bent down to fiddle with the petals.
Her tone was much gentler than before, "It's not a holiday or anniversary, why did you suddenly think of sending flowers?"
Her mood improved, and Shen Zhiye felt relieved.
He gently put his arm around her shoulder and said, "I learned it from my future son-in-law whom I don't like. He can send his daughter a bouquet of flowers every day, so why can't I send flowers to my wife?"
“Then you have a lot to learn,” Lan Xinyan changed the subject, “If you had learned even a little bit back then, we wouldn’t have gotten divorced.”
Shen Zhiye knew he was in the wrong, so he quickly agreed.
Lan Xinyan pushed him away again, "What do you mean 'what do you mean'? If we hadn't divorced, how could I have met Buyu? We would have lost a precious child."
“Yes, yes, yes.” Shen Zhiye smiled ingratiatingly, “Actually, at our age, we can see clearly that these things are predestined.”
Lan Xinyan sighed, hugged the bouquet, and leaned against Shen Zhiye's chest.
"I just feel sorry for the child, and Yan Qihang is such a person..." She hesitated before continuing.
"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore," Shen Zhiye didn't want her to bring up unhappy things. "Your husband and two eldest sons are backing you up. Looking at Yun Qi, I wish I could grab him and beat him to the ground."
Lan Xinyan chuckled, "Let him beat up then, he deserves more than just a beating, he deserves to die."
Shen Zhiye coaxed her a couple of times and then dropped the subject.
At dinner, the whole family tried to comfort her.
Shen Zhiye placed a piece of spare rib on her plate. "Uncle has people keeping an eye on him. They know exactly where he lives, who he's with, and what he does every day, when he goes."
Lan Xinyan served her a bowl of soup. "He can only rely on women. His greatest skill is sweet talk."
“Your older brother has been picking you up and dropping you off every day lately, so he won’t be working overtime.” Shen Yanzhou picked up a shrimp dumpling for her.
“Your brother is quitting his job to be your bodyguard. He’ll beat the crap out of him the moment he shows his face.” Shen Yunqi gave her a piece of green vegetable.
Yan Buyu looked at his bowl, picked up the vegetables with his chopsticks and handed them back to Shen Yunqi, saying, "You should go to work. Your brother said you're in talks about acquiring an e-sports company."
"That's not important, my sister is the most important." Shen Yunqi put the vegetables into her bowl again.
"How can it not be important? Don't delay my money-making, okay, Mr. Shen?" Yan Buyu returned the vegetables and then covered the bowl with both hands. "If you give them back, I'll have my brother deduct your salary."
Shen Yunqi's lips twitched. "You learn this very quickly."
After saying that, she angrily ate the vegetables that had been rejected.
The warm family atmosphere dispelled the last lingering unease in Yan Buyu's heart.
She wasn't afraid of Yan Qihang at all.
As she was going to sleep that night, her boyfriend sent her another video call.
"Yan Qihang has returned to China. Are you feeling sad?" Si Jingxu asked in a low voice, then added, "Don't lie to me. I can tell if you're lying."
Without saying a word, she leaned her phone against the headboard, hugged her pillow, and lay on the bed, smiling like a blooming flower.
"It was painful at first, but then it stopped. I'm not afraid of him anymore; he's the one with the designer brand."
Her eyes sparkled with a smile, and the ease on her face was not something that could be faked; her entire demeanor was calm and composed.
Si Jingxu was relieved. "I sent someone to follow him. Right now, he's like a villain in a novel whose ending is already decided. No matter what happens, there's only one outcome for him."
After listening to Si Jingxu's words, Yan Buyu was stunned for a moment.
Has the ending been decided?
So what about her? How was her fate decided?
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