Professor Yan was keenly aware of Manshu's movements.
He smiled apologetically at Manshu: "Sorry, Manman, I was distracted. When I saw you, I thought of my daughter, your aunt."
"Aunt?" Manshu didn't know how to comfort an old man who was still grieving over the death of his daughter.
She could only follow his words, because what he needed now was a qualified listener.
"Yes, you and her look a bit alike."
Actually, if you look closely, it doesn't look particularly similar.
But at first glance, he seemed to see Yu'er in her teenage years.
Her childish face coincided with the little girl in front of her.
Maybe, they are both from the Yan family, and Manshu looks like Yan Rulan, so she is also somewhat similar to her own daughter Ruyu.
"When she was a teenager, she was as beautiful as you..."
Not only is she beautiful, Yan Ruyu is also smart and generous.
With good grades since childhood, a lovable personality, and lovable looks, Yan Ruyu has grown up like a star.
Even during those years when she was sent to the countryside, she was born in a cowshed and grew up under the protection of everyone.
Xu Shimanshu gave Professor Yan an outlet and held her in conversation for a long time.
From his mouth, Manshu heard a vivid Yan Ruyu.
It wasn't until the doorbell rang that Professor Yan was separated from his memories.
Yan Rushan had never heard his father talk so much about his sister, and he was stunned for a while while listening.
When his sister was killed, he was too young and his memory was not very deep.
His memory of his sister also remained that she was gentle, knowledgeable, and kind to him.
Later, his sister passed away and the whole family was immersed in grief. During that time, the atmosphere at home was depressed, which also had a certain impact on him.
"You continue talking, I'll open the door!"
When he heard the doorbell, Yan Rushan reacted faster than Manshu.
Before Manshu had time to say anything to stop him, Yan Rushan had already stood up and walked towards the door.
He opened the door and met Yan Zhan's eyes.
"How did you find this place?" Yan Rushan blurted out the question.
Yan Zhan was a little surprised when he saw Yan Rushan: "Aren't you and Professor Yan going to the countryside to visit relatives?"
"We went to the countryside, but this is also my second aunt's home. She and my niece moved to the city. We followed her and came back in the afternoon."
Yan Rushan explained that when he saw Yan Zhan looking into the room, he subconsciously blocked him: "You haven't told me yet, how did you find this place?"
"I'm not looking for you." Yan Zhan was blocked by him, his face expressionless.
"Are you looking for my dad?" Yan Rushan turned around and was about to shout inside.
At the same time, he was still thinking in his mind that he had really told his father.
The Yan family is monitoring their every move.
They were afraid that they would find their niece before the Yan family.
"Well, little uncle, he is here to see me." Manshu saw Yan Rushan stopping the man and followed him out.
When Yan Zhan heard this title, his brows moved slightly: "What did you call him?"
Does she just like to recognize relatives casually?
It’s okay to call him third uncle. What does it mean to call him uncle Yan Rushan?
Yan Zhan has never checked who are the relatives of the Yan family in City C.
He didn't think about it at all before.
Of course, it was no coincidence that the book was written.
"She's my niece, what's wrong?" Yan Rushan saw Yan Zhan talking to his niece with a straight face and immediately protected her.
Then I remembered that he might have misunderstood.
He rubbed his nose and explained: "Well, don't get me wrong, she is my niece, not that..."
Yan Rushan was not sure whether the Yan family was willing to announce the news, but he believed Yan Zhan could understand what was said later.
It's still not confirmed whether Yan Siyu is the granddaughter of the Yan family, and it's impossible for his father to be so powerful that he can find clues as soon as he comes.