"As you get older, you have to control your temper in the future. When you have nothing to do, practice calligraphy, play chess, and worry less about other things. Like you, I can hear your furious voice from any distance, and even take pictures.
Desk, if you lose your temper, won’t you be able to see that I will really get married in the future?”
"Don't glare at me. What I'm telling you is the truth. I'm doing it for your own good. They all want to persuade you. It's scary to be scolded by you, but I'm thick-skinned and not afraid of being scolded by you."
"Hey... of course it's not easy to have children now."
No one expected that this handsome man in white would be so talkative. After he came in, he kept talking non-stop for a second. Mr. Yan Jun was already angry when he heard him
He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"You brat, do you still have the nerve to say you want to marry a wife?"
Sigh... There are so many people in the entire Yan family, but everyone is afraid of Mr. Yan. There are only two people who are not afraid. One is Yan Ruyu, who is doted on by Mr. Yan, and the other is his youngest son, Yan Guoan.
The handsome man in white in front of him is none other than Yan Guoan.
Yan Ruyu's fourth uncle, a famous swinger in the imperial capital, the public enemy of men, and the perfect lover in the eyes of many women, Yan Guoan.
His strength has been demonstrated, he has been among thousands of flowers, and not a leaf has touched him. I don't know how many times he has been in love, but they have never been made public, and he doesn't want to get married.
"Why do I have no shame to say it? That's strange." Yan Guoan laughed and said: "As a man, sooner or later you will marry a wife, I will definitely marry you, I am just a little late, so you have to take care of yourself.
."
Yan Jun: "..."
This little son really makes him lose his temper. Every time you train him, he promises you that he will definitely find a virtuous wife in the future and support the Yan family, but it is just a verbal check.
I still don’t have a serious girlfriend.
They are all in their thirties.
It can be said that he is not doing his job properly. He is top-notch in all abilities, whether it is martial arts, business, or academics. Among his generation in the imperial capital, Yan Guoan can be ranked among the top three.
Apart from the fact that he is not getting married, everything else is perfect.
Therefore, Mr. Yan loves his youngest son from the bottom of his heart, second only to Yan Ruyu.
Another point is that these two people are much closer to him than others and are not so afraid. For example, just now, the other two sons were nearby, but they were too scared to speak.
Yan Guoan, the bad talker, walked in and helped himself to sit on the recliner.
Although his tone of voice is not serious, you can feel his concern.
"You haven't been back for more than a week. Why are you back now? Don't fool me here and say you miss me. I won't be fooled anyway." Mr. Yan said, blowing his beard and glaring.
"Well, what you said, I must have missed you when I came back. I was worried about your health because you came." Yan Guoan didn't take it seriously at all and said with a smile: "It's just that I came in to see how angry you are.
If you look angry, you'll know you're fine."
After saying that, he didn't sit on the sofa next to him. Instead, he sat down in the corner of the old man's desk. He picked up Mr. Yan's purple clay pot, took a sip and said, "Make the tea lighter, yours is too strong."
, not good for your health.”
"It would be better if you and Xiaoyu were less angry with me." Mr. Yan snorted coldly.
"Old man, what you said is unreasonable. When did I get angry with you? By the way, I heard just now that that girl Xiaoyu is looking for a boyfriend? Which young man is it from? Let me go and take a look."
"Are these his information?"
Turning his head, Yan Guoan saw the pile of information on the desk and the photos placed on it. Regardless of what Mr. Yan said, he directly took the information in his hands and started reading.
After briefly reading a few pages, he burst out laughing and said, "That's right. Xiaoyu has a good sense of things. This kid is very suitable for me."
"It's ridiculous. This guy just falls in love with everyone he meets. How can he be worthy of Xiaoyu!!" When Mr. Yan heard this, he got very angry and said angrily.
"Men, it's all the same. If you don't like women, then what else can you get into? It's much better than those who raise women in private every day. What's more important is that Xiaoyu only likes her. It doesn't matter whether you like her or not."
Yan Guoan said casually, and then pointed to a piece of information.
"Men, you can be a playboy, but don't be self-righteous. Some men with silver spears and wax heads can't hold on after finding so many women. You still need to be strong. It mainly depends on whether he is strong or not." As he said, he handed over the information.
Putting it on the table, he said with a wicked smile: "The fact that these women can get along so well and handle the relationship so well shows that this boy named Xue An is quite powerful. Even a girl like Xiaoyu is willing to
Go help his woman."
"And, you see, apart from being a little carefree, what you are doing is not simple. He cured Mr. Guo. He is a famous miracle doctor in the village. He treats people for free, and he also invested so much money in construction of the village.
, provides so many jobs to the people in the village, and the income is very good. Now there are fewer young people like this, which is very difficult. This person has such a good character..."
As Yan Guoan spoke, he flipped through the information. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. The more he looked at it, the more he felt it was to his liking.
"Even Uncle Guo recognized him and accepted him as his godson. You have to be convinced by this. When Uncle Guo was in the imperial capital, you two were notoriously picky, and you were able to make him spend so much thought.
It is enough to show that this Xue An is definitely not simple."
"Awesome, awesome, I actually feel like I can't compare to him."
"How much money can you make selling fruit? It's amazing."
"Yun'an fruit? Damn, I've eaten it. It's the expensive kind. Do you remember that watermelon I brought you last time? You ate it and said your throat felt better. In other words, you indirectly
I received help from others. At that time, you had a sore throat, it was difficult to speak, and it was even more painful to eat. If it weren't for the watermelon, you don't know how much you would have suffered."
"The more I look at it, the more satisfied I am. It seems that I need to go to this mountain village to meet this little guy for a while."
Yan Guoan's face was very excited, this person was so appealing to him.
"You kid, don't go and make trouble." Mr. Yan naturally saw the Yun'an Fruit Shop, but he didn't expect that the fruit could be so expensive. I thought he was just messing around, but now his son said that it made him linger last time.
The fruit turned out to be from Yun'an Fruit Shop.
It actually reminded me of it a bit inexplicably.
Mr. Yan told his youngest son not to mess around. After a moment of silence, he said: "Let's find an opportunity to bring this kid over. I want to meet this little guy in person. Hum! Let's see if he is qualified."
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