Butler Wang was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "Not yet."
"Oh, then please call me when he comes back."
"OK!"
The other side:
Mr. Yan was practicing Tai Chi leisurely in the park, feeling indescribably comfortable.
"Hey, Lao Yan, why are you so interested today?"
I saw Old Fang walking towards me slowly, with a look of pride and arrogance on his face.
Old Yan frowned slightly: "Why are you here so early in the morning?"
"I can't sleep!"
A hint of gloating flashed across Mr. Fang's eyes, and he pretended to sigh, "Isn't Dongfang's birthday party next weekend? Have you decided what to give him?"
“I haven’t decided yet!”
"Really?"
Mr. Fang nodded in understanding, feigning helplessness: "If I give the remaining 50 grams of Tianshan tea to Dongfang, he shouldn't mind, right?"
Master Yan: “…”
Is he doing this on purpose to provoke him?
Thinking of this, Old Yan took a deep breath and said with a forced smile: "Are you willing to give it up?"
“Good things should be shared!”
Mr. Fang acted very generous and friendly, but his eyes were full of smugness. "You said so, didn't you?"
Old Yan felt angry and snorted coldly without saying anything else.
The next second, he turned around and left.
"Hey, Old Yan, you're not going to get angry out of shame, are you?"
When Mr. Fang saw him leave, a thick smile appeared on his old face: "Why are you going back so early? Let's chat more!"
Well, what’s so great about having many descendants?
Aren’t you still losing to him now?
Given time, maybe his Fang family could even surpass the Yan family, one of the so-called three great families!
Thinking of this, Mr. Fang's face smiled even more brightly, and he left the park humming a song happily.
When Mr. Yan returned home, he felt very depressed, but he couldn't find a place to vent his feelings. He could only take deep breaths to adjust his mentality.
That old man Fang did it on purpose. He couldn't be provoked easily by him.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?"
Butler Wang looked at Old Yan's strange expression and looked at him in confusion.
"nothing!"
Mr. Yan waved his hand and prepared to return to his study.
"Old man, Miss Ai seems to have something to talk to you about!"
When Butler Wang saw that Old Yan was about to go to the study, he hurriedly said, "It seems a bit urgent."
"Where is she now?"
"In her room."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ai Yunyue walked out of her room.
"Girl, what do you want from me?"
Old Yan restrained his emotions and looked at her lovingly.
"Please wait for me."
Ai Yunyue was stunned for a moment and returned to her room.
After a while, Ai Yunyue came out with a black bag and placed it on the sofa table in the living room.
"What?"
Old Yan was stunned and looked at Ai Yunyue in confusion.
“Tea!”
Ai Yunyue blinked and shrugged innocently: "Take a look, is this the tea you want?"
Old Yan and Butler Wang looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Could it be that this girl was deceived?
Even ordinary tea should not be packed in such ordinary black bags!
"What's wrong?"
Ai Yunyue frowned slightly when she saw Mr. Yan's hesitant and unclear expression.
"Girl, tell grandpa, how much money were you cheated out of?"
Old Yan was silent for a moment, then looked at her seriously and earnestly: "Grandpa will definitely teach that profiteer a lesson for you."
"What's the meaning?"
Ai Yunyue was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mr. Yan in confusion: "I wasn't cheated out of my money! Did you misunderstand something?"
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