When Yan Shuyan saw Yan Jinzhou, his face became even more ugly, and he sneered: "I asked why the old man came here. It turns out that someone smelled it. He is really like a dog."
As soon as he heard this sentence, he knew that he was scolding Yan Jinzhou.
Jiang Baiyu couldn't help but frown.
Mr. Yan and the others walked in slowly and came directly in front of Yan Shuyan.
The old man looked at Jiang Baiyu kindly and said, "Xiaoyu is here too."
Jiang Baiyu stood over obediently and politely and said, "Hello, Grandpa Yan. How are you?"
"Okay, you're fine."
Mr. Yan took his hand and said with a smile: "I thought you were a blessing when I first saw you. After seeing you that day, I can stand up by myself at night."
"So, I asked someone to check your birth date, and sure enough, you are destined to be a noble member of our Yan family."
As the old man spoke, he specifically told the children of the Yan family beside him, "So, you must treat our nobles well."
They knew that the old man was old and would be stubborn and confused about certain things. Just like when you meet a noble person and check his horoscope or something, you will know as soon as you hear that the old man is guilty of superstition. But no one dared to refute and could only treat Jiang Baiyu politely.
Jiang Baiyu waved her hand and said with a smile: "No, no, you are still in good health. How can I be so lucky?"
Yan Shuran ran over from a distance, held his grandfather's wheelchair, and said with a friendly look on his face: "Grandpa, I invited Jiang Baiyu to come today. He and I are from the same school. Jiang Baiyu is also friends with my brother."
As she said that, the girl winked and asked, "Really? Jiang Baiyu."
It seems that he intends to get close to him in front of Grandpa Yan.
Jiang Baiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, he finally understood the reason why the Yan brothers and sisters suddenly attracted him. This is probably why the Yan family approached the Jiang family for marriage.
The boy calmly nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the eldest lady and I are from the same school and have met before."
As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but look at Yan Jinzhou who was pushing the wheelchair.
Unexpectedly, Yan Jinzhou was also looking at him, and their eyes met unexpectedly.
The man has very beautiful eyes, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. The tips of the eyes were slightly raised, and there was a hazy smile in the eyes, which was very intoxicating.
Jiang Baiyu looked at him intentionally and said, "That day in the school playground, thank you for saving me."
"Easy to do."
Yan Jinzhou slightly curved his lips and asked, "Is Master Jiang feeling well?"
His voice was as magnetic and gentle as the voice in my memory, and it was very comfortable to listen to.
The boy looked at his smiling eyes and replied with a smile: "It's much better now, thank you."
Yan Jinzhou: "That's good. You should exercise in moderation and don't force yourself too much."
Boy: "Well, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."
A few simple conversations between the two of them immediately aroused Yan Shuyan's vigilance, and he looked over coldly.
Mr. Yan turned around in confusion, "Jin Zhou, do you two know each other?"
Jiang Baiyu explained: "Last week, I fainted from heat stroke while running at school. It was the second young master who saved me. He also sent me to the school medical room."
"Last week."
The old man thought for a while and said thoughtfully: "That should be before my birthday."
Yan Jinzhou leaned down slightly and whispered to the old man: "It was when you asked me to go to the school to attend the school anniversary that I met the young master of the Jiang family."
"Um."
Mr. Yan's cloudy eyes showed a satisfied smile, "You did a good job."
Then he looked at Yan Shuyan sternly and said, "So, I teach you to accumulate virtues, do good deeds, be humble and help others, so that you can convince people around you. If you have evil intentions and are only interested in profit, who will have a heart to heart with you."
Why couldn't Yan Shuyan understand what Mr. Yan meant? He gave Yan Jinzhou a hard look, gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, you are right."
The lively young people around him also learned to be silent when they heard these words.
Mr. Yan raised his hand to greet Jiang Baiyu and said, "You young children are all working hard. Tomorrow you should go to school and work. Don't play too late today. Go home and rest when the time comes."
Yan Shuran looked resentful and said, "Grandpa, we didn't want to play too late. Don't worry, I'll see you off right away."
Mr. Yan looked at his granddaughter who turned away and sighed silently, and said, "Xiaoyu, it's time for you to go home. You should go back to school and study hard when your senior year of high school is supposed to be heavy."
Yan Shuyan quickly stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, let me take the young master of the Jiang family home."
Then he called Jiang Baiyu, "Xiaoyu, let's go, I'll drive you off."
Jiang Baiyu stood there without moving, looking at Mr. Yan tentatively.
"You stay, I have something to tell you."
Mr. Yan turned around and told Yan Jinzhou: "Jinzhou, you send the Jiang family's children, and remember to send them home safely."
Yan Jinzhou let go of the handle of the wheelchair and said to Mr. Yan: "Please don't worry, I will send Master Jiang home safely."
The corner of his slender eyes drifted towards Yan Shuyan vaguely, and he emphasized the word 'safety'.
Yan Shuyan still refused to give up and said with a smile: "Grandpa, the people I invited should let my people be responsible for sending Master Jiang home."
As he spoke, he made a gesture to the two bodyguards to come and take Jiang Baiyu away.
Jiang Baiyu's thin body leaned closer to Yan Lao, standing beside Yan Jinzhou as if asking for help.
Mr. Yan just gave him a cold glance. The two bodyguards immediately stopped trying to take the boy away and stood respectfully aside, not daring to move.
Yan Shuyan touched his nose uncomfortably.
Yan Jinzhou lowered his eyes to look at the boy leaning on him, bent his beautiful eyes and said gently: "Master Jiang, I will take you home."
The man's expression was gentle and his words were elegant. He had the same warm and reassuring feeling as when he held him that day.
Jiang Baiyu kept nodding.