The breakfast atmosphere was pleasant.
Yan Shicheng and Lin Ruxue both come from scholarly families, and have been taught by example since childhood. Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan were both very quiet during their meal.
Being in Kyoto was more casual than in Lincheng. Yan Mojiu had asked Feng Yilin to pick out a few obedient servants and have them report to Jinli Garden every day.
Breakfast was also prepared by the maids.
After breakfast, Meng Mingxuan sent Yan Mojiu to the door.
"Come in." Yan Mojiu rubbed her head.
Meng Mingxuan looked to the right and tugged at his sleeve.
Yan Mojiu raised his eyebrows.
Meng Mingxuan finally said it out loud, loosened her fingers, and silently retracted them.
The next second, Yan Mojiu chuckled, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
A warm kiss fell on Meng Mingxuan's forehead.
Then he hugged her again and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to earn money to support the family."
"……good."
Yan Mojiu let go of her after a while and turned to walk towards the car door that Xu Li opened.
Xu Li smiled like a matchmaker, "Master Jiu, please get in the car."
Yan Mojiu glanced at him and sat in.
Through the car window, Yan Mojiu clearly saw the direction Meng Mingxuan was looking at him eagerly, and that kind of dependence made him feel completely soft-hearted.
"Master Jiu should have tricked the young lady into playing lovers a long time ago, just like those actors who developed feelings for each other as they acted." Xu Li said with a smile while driving.
Yan Mojiu raised his hand and touched the tie that Meng Mingxuan had tied himself, "Drive your car."
eventful.
He didn't act.
Xu Li knew which word he said wrong: "..."
At the entrance of the villa, Meng Mingxuan saw the back of the car before turning back to the living room.
"Master Jiu and Miss have a really good relationship." A servant said with a smile, "I heard that Master Jiu and Miss grew up together as childhood sweethearts?"
Meng Mingxuan thought about it and nodded: "I guess so."
Yan Mojiu was only four years older than her, and fourteen years older. Moreover, when she moved into the Yan family, Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan were both there.
In fact, she was raised by Yan Mojiu.
I can only be considered as being spoiled by him.
The servant wanted to compliment her a few more times, but Meng Mingxuan had already turned around and went upstairs.
Back in the room upstairs, Meng Mingxuan sat on the sofa for a while, and suddenly remembered that she did not tell Yan Mojiu about Ye Bokan squatting at the door last night.
She took the phone and started texting him, telling him about this.
Yan Mojiu replied quickly: [I beat him during the day. 】
Meng Mingxuan: [……]
As expected, he hated Ye Bokan so much that he would fight with him whenever they met.
Meng Mingxuan suddenly lost the energy to think about anything else and continued to be in a daze.
As soon as she realized it, she remembered the drunken kiss last night, and her cheeks began to feel hot.
He is so good at it.
Her first kiss was beautiful.
What about him?
The person my sister likes is him, so... this should be my first kiss too, right?
Thinking of this, Meng Mingxuan suddenly felt elated.
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted Meng Mingxuan's thoughts. It was a video call from Yan Mojiu.
She cleared her throat and answered, "Are you there yet?"
"My girlfriend hasn't replied yet. I want to get off the car." Yan Mojiu stared at the phone screen for a long time.
"...Did I reply?" Meng Mingxuan was secretly thankful for the built-in beauty filter on her phone, which made her face look not red at all.
"Does a single point count?"
"Even a point counts."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan saw that Yan Mojiu hadn't spoken for a while, and was happy for him. She was about to coax him, but she heard him ask, "Did you hear it?"
She was stunned: "What?"
"That's the point I just made."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan looked at the kissable handsome face in the video and couldn't help laughing.
"I'll text you back later." She wanted to make him happy.
"You can reply when you are angry." Seeing her sweet smile, Yan Mojiu also curled the corners of his lips, "This way I will know that my girlfriend is angry."
Meng Mingxuan bit her lip and asked softly, "Is there anyone next to you?"
Yan Mojiu has already gotten out of the car.
"Yes." He glanced at Xu Li and Yan Zheng who was waiting in front with two plainclothes officers, "But if you want to kiss me, you can do that."
Meng Mingxuan was a little speechless. She just wanted to know whether he was acting in front of others again.
But he said so...
'Bo'.
She touched her upper and lower lips lightly together, making a slight sound.
Yan Mojiu paused, looking as if he was smiling.
Really close?
"Mo Jiu." Yan Zheng said lightly from a distance.
Meng Mingxuan heard it and quickly said, "You're busy, I'm hanging up."
Yan Mojiu didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear Yan Zheng calling him.
He just stood there and sent a message of "뀗" to Meng Mingxuan: [Taking advantage of your brother from a distance? 】
[놊You are the one who asked me to kiss you? 】
[I was just teasing you, but you really kissed me. I lost my first kiss. 】
【……】
Meng Mingxuan looked at her phone and thought to herself that you lost your first kiss last night.
Then I realized that I had gone back a point, so I sent another message: [You should get back to work, I’m going to take a nap. 】
【good. 】
Yan Mojiu put away his phone and walked past Yan Zheng as if he didn't see him.
Yan Zheng sighed and reached out to pull him, "Mo Jiu."
"Don't touch me." Yan Mojiu dodged sideways with a cold tone.
"Mo Jiu, let's talk."
"Let's chat."
"Then let's have a fight."
As soon as Yan Zheng said this, the two plainclothes officers behind him looked up at the same time, their expressions unable to hide their astonishment.
What is Yan Zheng’s identity? What’s the relationship with Yan Mojiu?
Fighting?
What will it look like if it gets out?
Yan Mojiu slowly pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket, a little flame burning in his dark eyes, "Yes."
Yan Zheng glanced at Yan Mojiu and turned around.
"Come with me."
If you want to fight, you naturally have to choose a place suitable for fighting.
Yan Mojiu followed without any hesitation.
The two plainclothes officers looked at each other, and finally followed him reluctantly.
…
When Master Yan received the news, he was looking at the broken Ruyi.
The old housekeeper took the Ruyi to an expert for appraisal and was found to be a fake.
Worth tens of thousands at most.
"Tell me, how did he know it was fake at first glance?" Master Yan looked over and over again, ignoring the fight that the old housekeeper had just reported.
Anyway, they were beaten to death or disabled.
Use 놊 to worry about it.
The old housekeeper replied: "Although the eldest master has never been to college, he knows everything and is a legend in Lincheng."
Master Yan was pleased, "Mo Jiu has a university degree, and it was Linda University that begged him to get in."
"Yes, you always get full marks in class, you are awesome." The old butler praised with a professional smile.
When mentioning Linda, Master Yan thought of Yan Yuting, "Where's Yuting? When will he arrive?"
"It's 3pm."
"3pm..." Master Yan pondered and stood up from his desk, "Ask the driver to drive the car out to Jinli Garden."
The old butler paused and said, "Yes, Master."
Ten minutes later, Master Yan sat in the back seat of the jeep.
"Send a message to the person who picked me up at the airport and send Ting directly to Jinli Garden." Master Yan said.
The old butler was numb, "Yes, Master."
Really love tossing.
He watched the master toss out a flower.
The old butler slowly poked the screen with his middle finger.
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