Yan Zhan: "?" As soon as he stepped forward, he heard such words of tiger and wolf coming out of his old father's mouth.
Yan Rushan was in a trance: "Uncle, is the A-Zhan you are talking about the one behind you?"
He is tall and handsome. He wears a black sweater under a long gray windbreaker. His clothes are good and he is very impressive.
If he likes men, this is indeed the best choice.
"Yes, my son." Mr. Yan loved and relied on Yan Zhan, and he was also proud.
"Oh." Yan Rushan smiled reluctantly.
I'm just making up a nonsense excuse, why did this old man find a real person?
"Professor Yan, the car is outside. Let's leave the airport first." Yan Zhan nodded towards Yan Rushan and then looked at Yan Lang.
Yan Rushan was dragging his luggage and was about to follow Yan Zhan, but Professor Yan grabbed him and said, "No, we have other arrangements."
Professor Yan could be cold-faced when facing old man Yan, but he was embarrassed to face a junior like Yan Zhan.
"Professor Yan, my father is a very persistent person."
The implication of Yan Zhan’s words is self-evident.
If Professor Yan doesn't get on the bus, Mr. Yan will inevitably cause a scene at the airport.
At that time, it will disrupt the order of the airport.
"Okay, let's go." Professor Yan glared at Mr. Yan.
In the other person's triumphant eyes, he said: "I'm just looking at Yan Zhan's face."
"Professor Yan, please." Yan Zhan opened the car door and let Professor Yan and Mr. Yan sit in the back seat together.
Neither of the two old men was convinced by the other, but they sat together, feeling uncomfortable.
Yan Rushan seemed completely unaware of the strange atmosphere, got into the passenger seat and talked to Yan Zhan.
"Yan Zhan, how old are you this year? You look about the same as me."
"Twenty-five." Yan Zhan looked forward and put his hands on the steering wheel.
"Do you have a girlfriend? Are you planning to get married? Or are you already married?"
Yan Zhan didn't say much.
Yan Rushan guessed: "Probably not. Excellent people like to be single."
Yan Zhan: "..."
Yan Rushan was not discouraged: "What kind of girl is my niece? How did you find out that she might not be a child of the Yan family?"
"..."
Basically, if he says ten sentences, Yan Zhan can reply with one sentence, which is good.
In the end, he was so talkative that even Professor Yan couldn't stand it anymore.
Yan Lang, who was originally determined not to say anything when he got in the car and not to give Old Man Yan a good look, called his son to stop him.
"Don't disturb Yan Zhan while driving."
"Who bothered him?" Yan Rushan still wanted to refute.
This Yan Zhan is probably seven years younger than him. Why is he so calm?
"Yan Zhan, where are we going now?" Yan Rushan saw that Yan Zhan didn't answer him when he asked random things, so he asked something more practical.
Yan Zhan then spoke: "Professor Yan, would you like to go back to your residence to rest and have something to eat?"
Professor Yan is not young anymore. It is indeed a bit tiring to fly to City C. He also has to compete with Mr. Yan in a battle of wits and courage.
"The youngest and I are staying in a hotel." Professor Yan looked at his son, "The youngest has already booked the hotel."
Mr. Yan: "You can cancel wherever you book. Now that you've come to City C, you have to let me, as an in-law, fulfill my duties as a landlord."
"Go directly back to Yan's house. I have asked the housekeeper to tidy up the guest room."
The old man acted quickly and had already given instructions to the butler on the way to the airport with Yan Zhan.
Professor Yan sneered: "There is no need to bother my in-laws. For more than ten years, my in-laws have been afraid that I would visit the Yan family. Now that I have found out that Siyu is not my biological child, don't you worry that I will take her away?"