On the weekend, Yan Di took Song Mengmeng back to the Yan family's old house in Ruiping Mountain early in the morning.
The entire Yan family old residence is a complex of buildings that stretches from the mountainside to the mountaintop.
The massive iron gate slowly opened to both sides with a dull thud of metal bearings, revealing a driveway that meandered forward through the lush forest.
A magnificent building lay dormant like a giant beast in the morning mist, solemn and serene, its imposing presence not to be profaned.
A dozen minutes later, the car finally came to a stop in front of the old house.
An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a black tailcoat, came over first, bowed slightly, and opened the car door for Emperor Yan with his hands gloved in pure white.
Emperor Yan slowly got out of the car, but did not rush to greet the sprightly old lady who was waiting on the steps. Instead, he went around to the other side of the car, bent down and opened the door on Song Mengmeng's side, and very gentlemanly extended a hand into the car.
Song Mengmeng reached out and placed her hand on Yan Diping's outstretched palm, but she didn't maintain her ladylike demeanor for even a second. As soon as she landed, the little girl ran towards the smiling old lady on the steps like a swallow returning to its nest: "Grandma!"
"Oh my, my darling! Why haven't you come to see Grandma for so long? Grandma has missed you so much! It's all that brat Yan Di's fault, look how thin our little darling has become..."
The old lady hugged the little girl who had thrown herself into her arms, laughing uncontrollably. She completely forgot about Yan Di, who had followed behind, and didn't bother to pay him any attention.
Despite the obvious favoritism, Emperor Yan was not angry. He simply smiled and followed behind the two ladies, willingly playing the role of the ignored supporting character.
Knowing that Song Mengmeng and Yan Di were coming back today, the old lady started ordering people to prepare yesterday, including food and cleaning the rooms and courtyard, turning the whole old house upside down. But even so, the old lady was still not satisfied.
Before Song Mengmeng and the others returned, the old lady was still complaining that the flowers in the yard weren't blooming well enough and was thinking of asking the housekeeper to change the gardener. But now that she saw her favorite younger relative, she didn't care about anything else and pulled her into the living room to sit down and ask her all sorts of questions.
"It's all that bad boy Adi's fault. It's one thing for him to run around recklessly as a boy, since he's tough and can handle a little hardship, but he made you suffer too!"
Listen to Grandma! From now on, Grandma will invest in you. We won't have to put up with that brat! We'll make our own movies and TV shows. Whatever you want to make, Grandma will invest in it!
As soon as the old lady entered the room, she naturally brought up the live stream that Song Mengmeng had participated in last time. Once she did, she dragged Yan Di out and gave him a good scolding. What she said afterward was incredibly domineering.
Song Mengmeng quickly and obediently comforted the old lady, saying many good things about Yan Di without making a sound, before she was finally able to appease her.
The Yan family's business suffered a major blow more than a decade ago.
Old Master Yan took his son and daughter-in-law abroad to attend a cooperation conference. On their way back, the plane crashed. Overnight, the Yan family lost its pillar, and the entire Di Shi Group was on the verge of collapse.
It was the old lady who was once known as a virtuous wife and loving mother who tended flowers and plants at home who stood up and used an iron-fisted approach that no one had ever expected to instantly shock the restless forces in the group. In the following seven or eight years, the Yan family not only did not collapse, but became more and more prosperous. Until Yan Di came forward and took over the entire Di Shi, he made Di Shi even more prosperous and became the world's leading business tycoon.
After handing over all power to her grandson, the old lady resumed her current leisurely and carefree retirement life. Her life was incredibly refined, with afternoon tea, beauty treatments, and other pampering routines. This made Song Mengmeng, who had originally wanted to stay with the old lady a few more days, immediately back down.
"Didn't you say you wanted to stay with the old lady a little longer?" Yan Di leaned against the headboard, suppressing a laugh, looking at the pale-faced girl lying beside him, unwilling to move an inch. "You've changed your mind so quickly?"
"No way! I've been pinned down all afternoon, you know that?!" The little girl angrily pounded the bed. She was a Pixiu, and all she knew from childhood was to eat and sleep, and occasionally go out for a stroll was the perfect day!
Why bother putting all those weird skincare products on your face...?
"Grandma likes you very much." Yan Di reached out and rubbed the little guy's head. The little tuft of hair was also listless and lacked energy. Even though he had a full set of luxurious skincare, it felt like he had been tortured all afternoon in her presence.
Song Mengmeng mumbled something through her nose, then quickly relaxed and stretched out her limbs. Before long, Yan Di heard the familiar soft snoring sound.
Emotions really do come and go quickly!
Emperor Yan shook his head and chuckled, reaching out to pull the blanket over the little guy. It seemed that after officially entering into the partnership contract, the little guy had completely let down his guard against him.
Although she kept calling him "bad beast," the next moment, she could fall asleep instantly next to this bad beast, completely unaware of how dangerous her actions were...
Originally, he wanted to find an opportunity to ask the little guy if he knew what a partnership contract meant; but then he thought about how dependent the little guy was on him...
I've decided to wait and see.
The little one is already in the pot, so why rush to eat him?!
Yan Di and Song Mengmeng stayed in the old house together for three days, and left together after lunch on the fourth day.
However, when Song Mengmeng left, she still gave the old lady the Pixiu statue that she had condensed with her power. The old lady happily accepted it and then had Yan Di place it on the altar in the main hall of the living room.
It was only then that Song Mengmeng noticed that there was already a fierce and untamed mythical beast guarding the place. Her little Pixiu was placed inside, and it was under the protection of that beast. Although the scene looked very harmonious, it made Song Mengmeng somewhat dissatisfied!
She is a Pixiu, a mythical creature symbolizing bravery and overwhelming power, capable of sweeping away all evil spirits and protecting the home. How can she look so delicate?!
"This is Taotie." Just as Song Mengmeng was about to express her protest and secretly wanted to make her divine beast statue more majestic, the Yan Emperor standing behind her seemed to have seen through her little thoughts and introduced it to her in a low voice.
"..." Okay then!
The little guy immediately wilted, like a frostbitten eggplant!
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