Chapter 72: Dealing with Household Affairs in the Past Life and Present Life
"No, are they both sick?! It's already past six in the evening, and they're still drinking tea outside? Are they afraid that they won't be able to sleep at night? Or are they trying to show off their elegance?"
A Chery QQ with eyelashes and a rather girlish look drove into the teahouse, and the horn was beeped loudly in a somewhat impatient manner, just like the words he had not said.
After Youyi ran away from home, he originally didn't want to care about his family anymore, but today was a special day. He hesitated for a long time. He called the head of the Shen family, but no one answered. He called the old house, but no one answered. He continued to call other people, but the feedback he got from them all was that he had been blocked. The only one who answered was his cousin who was at school and in class.
But my cousin didn’t know where his father had gone. He said that his father had told everyone not to pay any attention to him. This aroused the rebellious spirit of Youyi, and he went directly to ask Qi Yan, and found out that the two people were in the teahouse.
"Maybe there is something important to discuss." Qi Yan was sitting in the passenger seat. The emotions in his heart completely disappeared after he met Youyue, who was driving a Chery QQ.
There's no way around it, this car is just too funny, especially when paired with a car owner like Youyue who wears dark punk style, showing an extremely uninhibited personality. A strange song sung by Yilu Youyi was playing in the car. Every word of the song was quite vicious. I don’t know what he was thinking, but he actually turned that sentence into a song and played it over and over in his car.
"What serious matters could they have? They could have discussed them at home, but they had to do this. It's obvious that they want to avoid me today." You Yi curled his lips, parked the car in the parking space of the teahouse, took out the car keys, and got out quickly.
"Let's go and have some dinner first. This teahouse is owned by my dad. The snacks after dinner are pretty good. Send my brother a text message, we're here."
"Why did you get off the car with a loudspeaker?" Qi Yan's eyes fell on the loudspeaker in his hand.
You Yi said: "At the critical moment, it is a prop used to provoke my father."
"Isn't that song nice? I sang it specially for him, and I even asked the lead singer to arrange the music." He was a little proud.
Qi Yan: “…”
Thank you, I don't know how to appreciate it, it's quite vicious anyway.
You're lucky your father didn't beat you to death.
However, with You Yi's jokes, Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was about to meet Shen Xiliu's uncle. Although the future was still unknown, he already felt nervous about meeting his parents.
What does Shen Xiliu's uncle look like?
A vague and unfamiliar figure flashed through his mind. It was a stranger he had seen once or twice in his dreams, but it was impossible, right?
Qi Yan's heart beat faster. Thinking of the song that You Yi made up, he felt a little uneasy. Maybe it was just a coincidence.
So far, he has not met Shen Xiliu's uncle and has no idea what he looks like...it shouldn't be similar to the image in his dream, right?
They reported the room number sent by Chen Xiliu, and the staff of the tea house led the way in. They walked along the corridor, through the courtyard, and through the open doors and windows. Qi Yan saw Chen Xiliu at a glance.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, with a calm expression and fair complexion. His eyelashes cast a light shadow, and the three teardrop moles under his left eye were prominently highlighted. His whole person revealed a cold and abstinent temperament.
The other party seemed to have noticed it as well, and glanced over sideways. Then his eyes curved, and he looked at them with a smile as they came over. But soon, You Yi took two steps forward to block their gaze, and Shen Xiliu's eyes suddenly darkened slightly.
The man sitting opposite Shen Xiliu drinking tea was wearing a retro Chinese-style double-breasted cardigan and sitting in front of the tea table with his back straight. His every move was elegant and full of charm, almost blending in with the surrounding quaint environment. When he was in the same room with Shen Xiliu, who was wearing a suit, there seemed to be a beauty of time and space interweaving.
Seeing this person, You Yi didn't care about the artistic conception at all. He walked over directly, stuck his head into the window, stared at the person who was making tea, and said loudly: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you trying to be pretentious again?"
The originally peaceful and beautiful atmosphere was broken in an instant, and Qi Yan heard the crisp sound of the teacup gently clinking.
The next second, the tea set was put down and a slender, white and elegant hand stretched out.
“Bang!”
A heavy slap landed on Youyou's head, knocking him out of the window.
“If you have lost all your manners because you ran away from home, I don’t mind having someone throw you onto a deserted island and reshape you.” Youyou spoke in a steady tone and gentle rhythm, but it made people feel dangerous.
“Lie!” You Yi covered his head and stepped back, sticking out his tongue at him childishly, showing off the loudspeaker in his hand, “If you really treat me like this, don’t blame me for being rude. I will play my new song a hundred times in all the companies under Shen’s control!”
When he stepped back, Qi Yan saw the man's appearance clearly, and a hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
Qi Yan couldn't actually remember the faces of most people in the dream, including Chen Xiliu's uncle, but this man had a feature that was hard to ignore - this elder had a pair of unique, sacred and solemn golden pupils.
"Dad, I advise you to be polite to me, otherwise I can really find a lot of people to harass you every day. We are from the same roots, so why are we so anxious to hurt each other..."
You Yi was still chattering over there, Shen Xiliu had already pulled Qi Yan to sit next to him, and You Yi lay directly on the chair of the head of the Shen family to harass him, challenging his patience and trying to break the calm mask.
"Try it, the tea here tastes good." Shen Xiliu handed the tea that his uncle had just brewed to Qi Yan with a faint smile on his face, and he didn't look like he would arrange for someone to follow him.
Qi Yan's left hand was still in his pocket, stroking his phone: "Don't you need to worry about the other side?"
"No, uncle's patience is limited, you can relax." Shen Xiliu seemed to see his nervousness and said with a smile, "Uncle is not a nosy person, he won't do anything, don't worry about meeting the parents..."
"Cough." Qi Yan coughed lightly. Indeed, the attention of the head of the Shen family was completely attracted by his own troublesome little kid.
When he saw Qi Yan, he only had time to smile and nod. Just as he was about to say hello, he was distracted by You Yi and kept pestering him.
Until his patience reached its limit, the head of the Shen family snapped his fingers lightly, and before Youyi could react, he was caught by the bodyguard beside him, his mouth was covered, the loudspeaker was snatched away, and he was dragged away.
This scene reminds me of an ancient feudal lord ordering his servants to drag Youye out and beat him with sticks.
The head of the Shen family finally regained his composure and turned his gaze back to Qi Yan, looking him up and down. His strange yet sparkling golden pupils seemed so mysterious and awe-inspiring, as if he could see through people's hearts. In front of him, nothing could escape his gaze.
But before Qi Yan could get nervous, he heard him sigh softly and said, "It's really hard for you to be friends with my idiot son, this crazy nephew over here, and the research maniac in the laboratory, Qi Yan."
"!" Qi Yan almost choked on his tea and said reflexively, "It's not hard, it's what I should do!"
"Heh." Upon hearing this, the head of the Shen family chuckled softly, "What a humble child."
Qi Yan found that this elder had a high degree of favorability towards him, so he chatted with him for a few words and then stopped asking questions. Even Shen Xiliu, who was always paying attention, did not need to help Qi Yan change the subject.
But the quiet chat did not last long. Suddenly, a loud horn sounded from next door, which was no different from the heartbreaking hawking of fruit vendors on the street. It shouted: "The double pupils are invincible, why do you need to step on other people's bones? Shen Yunqing, did you hear me..."①
Among various ways to save himself, Youyi chose a stupid and insane way!
"Dang!" The teacup was put down heavily. The head of the Shen family, who never showed his emotions, smiled and said, "Excuse me, I have to take care of my family affairs first."
After a while, screams were heard from next door as expected.
Qi Yan took a sip of tea: "...Has You Yi always been so courageous?" Yelling classic internet quotes at a person with double pupils made him sound like a person with a serious case of chuunibyou.
"You'll get used to it." Shen Xiliu said, "He'll feel uncomfortable if he doesn't get beaten for three days."
For people with Chuunibyou, having double pupils is indeed cool and handsome, but for the head of the Shen family, it is still a bit troublesome. For example, his eyes are more afraid of light than ordinary people and are prone to tremors...
"This behavior sounds like an extreme measure."
"It's okay. My uncle said that I just hated being special when I was a kid, but after getting used to it, I actually appreciate my eyes. Although I occasionally encounter some troubles in life..."
Qi Yan nodded silently, that meant they were of the same lineage.
In such an atmosphere, it seems difficult to question the tracking issue, so I'd better wait until I get home.
That pair of golden pupils was so special that it reminded him of many vague things that he should have forgotten. Qi Yan remembered that he had only seen them three times in that long dream, and each time was an important turning point in the dream. Even if he forgot many things, he could not forget the golden pupils...
The dream and reality seemed to be completely opposite. Qi Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the fingers that Chen Xiliu secretly took. The fingertips stroked across the palm of his hand and slowly passed through the gaps between his fingers, trying to hold his fingers tightly.
Shen Xiliu listened to the sound next door that had not stopped yet, leaned forward, and asked him in a low voice with a shy look: "Qi Yan, can we kiss?"
He seemed to like kissing very much. The more intimate and entangled, the more Shen Xiliu liked it. Sometimes I would rather kiss until I can’t breathe and tears flow down the corners of my eyes than stop, as if only in this way can I feel the other person’s presence.
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"You broke Yi Yang's arms and legs?"
I entered Chen Xiliu's house at around seven o'clock. It was dark outside and the lights were off in the house. Just as Qi Yan walked over, the person sitting on the sofa by the window spoke a voice that was a little cold and stiff, probably because he wanted to question him.
Qi Yan raised his eyes, glanced at the dark and cold figure, and said nonchalantly: "Eh? Yi Yang's arms and legs were broken? This is really good news, making me so happy that I want to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate."
His tone was full of perfunctory surprise.
"But Mr. Shen, please don't slander others without any evidence. I don't want to get into trouble and have to prove my innocence." Qi Yan said with a smile.
The person sitting over there seemed to be even more gloomy. In the dim space, displeasure appeared in his eyes as he stared at Qi Yan, and they became sharper than before.
"Qi Yan... do I need to remind you that you are still under contract? There are some things you can't do."
"So?" Qi Yan asked, "Did I do anything to violate the contract?"
The person who was monitoring him before has been caught. With this experience, Qi Yan will not fall into it again.
You can send people to monitor me as much as you want, but I won't just sit there and wait.
Qi Yan no longer had the patience he had before, and his words were sharper than before, with no trace of his former gentleness and tenderness. However, his peach blossom eyes were still full of affection.
"Mr. Shen, you can't just blame me and bully a poor person like me just because you feel sorry for Yi Yang, right? We just signed a contract, not a contract to sell ourselves. Can't you respect Party B?"
He smiled and waved his hand, which was still bandaged: "Besides, you see, my hand is not healed yet, so I don't have the time to cause trouble to others."
“…”
His eyes fell on Qi Yan's right hand, and Shen Xiliu's words stopped abruptly.
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