"Yan Manshu." Yan Zhan did not want to introduce more, because he knew that Manshu's identity should be revealed by the teacher himself, so that it would be a deterrent.
Zhu Lao's little apprentice has a title that is not comparable to that of an ordinary rich man's daughter.
Even if she was born into a poor family, others would not dare to slander her in front of her.
What's more, she is probably the daughter of the Yan family who was mistakenly carried away.
"My surname is Yan. Are you a relative of Mr. Yan's family?"
The reason why I didn't say it was Miss Yan's family was because Miss Cao knew that the Yan family's name was Yan Siyu and she didn't look like that.
With Mr. Yan's temperament, it doesn't look like he would take care of a girl from a relative.
Yan Zhan knew that Miss Cao had misunderstood, but he did not explain.
In his opinion, doesn't Manshu have the surname Yan?
She was immediately his real relative, or his niece.
Thinking of this, Yan Zhan's eyebrows gained a hint of gloom.
Miss Cao learned treasure appraisal from her grandfather, and her observation skills are first-rate.
She noticed Yan Zhan's displeasure and thought it was because he was unhappy about bringing an oil bottle to his birthday party.
is not that right?
Not only did he have to bring her here, but he also condescended to peel candies and roast chestnuts for her.
Miss Cao, who regards Mr. Yan as a god, thinks this is simply an insult to him.
"Hello, Miss Yan. As Mr. Zhu's apprentice, Mr. Yan will have to entertain many guests in the future. Why don't you let me..." Miss Cao paused mid-sentence.
She glanced at her delicate nails and changed the topic: "Why don't you let my brother peel the candies and roast the chestnuts for us? This kid can't sit still and will be useful at the critical moment."
"You think he should be around 20, right? My brother is also 20 this year, so you should have something in common."
Manshu: "Thank you Miss Cao, and Master Cao. I am seventeen this year."
Seventeen?
Miss Cao's expression changed slightly, but only for a moment.
She started to think about the good things.
At only seventeen years old, Mr. Yan will definitely not be able to watch the movies of little girls with no hair, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
As a result, her smile became more sincere: "So you are only seventeen. So what do you call Mr. Yan? Are you brother or uncle?"
Although she has never heard of any other relatives in the Yan family, who doesn't have a few distant relatives?
"Uncle." Manshu glanced at Yan Zhan and noticed that he was a little unhappy.
What does uncle mean?
However, at this moment, Miss Cao's attention was half absorbed by Yan Zhan, so she really didn't pay much attention to what she said.
"That's not much younger than my brother." As she said that, Miss Cao looked at her brother, "Why don't you come and help peel the candies and roast the chestnuts?"
Yan Zhan bought this personally, she will eat more later.
Fortunately, the sugar-roasted chestnuts can be peeled off and stuffed into her mouth without smearing her lipstick.
If Yan Zhan came back with some sugar cane, she would not dare to chew the sugar cane in front of everyone.
Master Cao touched his nose, but he didn't expect that the fire would burn him.
But when he looked at Manshu carefully, he found that this little sister was really good-looking.
Master Cao smiled and said: "It is my honor to serve these two beauties."
He tried to take the bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts from Manshu's hand, but an extra hand held the paper bag down.
Master Cao looked up in surprise, and Miss Cao also looked at Yan Zhan in surprise.
What is he doing?
Not allowed to be eaten?
"This is bought for her. If you want to eat it, go out and buy it."
Yan Zhan's voice was cold, and he showed no mercy to such a beautiful woman as Miss Cao.
The two siblings felt like they had been poured a basin of cold water on them.