Chapter 27: Let's Talk

The next second, Su Xiyan's face showed a natural, sorrowful yet stubborn smile as she said:

"Really, thank you for your trouble, Aunt. Moci is doing fine in every way."

"Although Moci hasn't awakened yet, I believe that given time he will surely wake up!"

Yan Moci was pretending to be unconscious; if not for her accident yesterday, he wouldn't have awakened, so Su Xiyan naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to publicize his recovery.

Hearing Su Xiyan's words, Yan Zixin's face flashed a contemptuous smile, but she still comforted the grandfather, saying:

"Dad, you should also put your mind at ease."

After saying that, Su Xiyan turned and left; as soon as she did, Zhang Chengye immediately found an excuse to quietly follow her.

Su Xiyan knew Zhang Chengye was following her; this time the grandfather and Yan Zixin were both present, so she naturally couldn't openly deal with him as she had before.

Thinking of the already awakened Yan Moci, Su Xiyan gave up the idea of shutting the door to beat the dog.

She suddenly turned and, facing Zhang Chengye not far behind, gave an extremely alluring smile; after making Zhang Chengye's face flush with lust, she darted behind the garden's rockery.

This scene fell entirely into the eyes of Yan Moci, who was quietly watching from behind the curtains upstairs.

"Boss, Rongce's current market cap is sixty billion; after a round of financing, I believe assets can break a hundred billion."

Dongzi, who had been reporting today's business intelligence, instantly felt the indoor atmosphere plummet to freezing point.

Dongzi, could it be that the old manor's air conditioning is broken?

The next second, he heard Yan Moci suddenly speak, his tone as cold as ice: "What has Yan Zixin been up to lately?"

Okay, Dongzi thought he probably already knew the main reason for the temperature drop, not knowing which screw had suddenly come loose in the boss.

"The young lady is managing Huading just as before, with no changes."

Yan Moci watched Zhang Chengye, who had followed Su Xiyan to the rockery, and without hiding it lunged straight at Su Xiyan.

"Crack"

"And what about Zhang Chengye?"

Yan Moci narrowed his eyes dangerously, his tone reeking of killing intent.

Dongzi, huh? Did he mishear? It sounded just now like the window frame breaking.

"Young Master Chengye, just as before, spends all his time in feasting and revelry, neglecting his duties."

"Ahhh!"

Outside, a pig-slaughtering scream rang out; Yan Moci instantly withdrew his gaze and calmly said:

"Oh, is that so. It's fine; continue reporting on Rongce."

Dongzi,??? Huh? It's fine now? And that scream outside just now sounded like Young Master Chengye's voice?

Su Xiyan coldly watched the fainted Zhang Chengye, her expression full of mockery.

She had long researched this; the old manor's this route is the sole surveillance blind spot, and no one would see what she did.

This time, it's just a small lesson for Zhang Chengye; if he dares to harbor designs on her again,

then next time she will thoroughly eradicate his lineage, leaving him forever free of the six desires and seven emotions.

Where Su Xiyan's gaze fell on Zhang Chengye's two taels of flab, she muttered "Huh" and looked away in disgust,

but just a smack, and Zhang Chengye was so scared he pissed his pants—what a coward!

"Young Master Chengye, what's wrong?!"

"Come quick, someone! Young Master Chengye has fainted!"

"What a smell! How foul! Ah! Young Master Chengye actually pissed his pants!"

"What's going on? It's been noisy since just now!"

"Ah! Chengye! My Chengye! Who on earth did this?!"

Before the chaos began, Su Xiyan had already left happily, hiding her merit and fame.

She returned to her room as usual; as soon as she opened the door, she heard,

Yan Moci, sitting on the bed reading, calmly said: "Yan Zixin only has this one son, Zhang Chengye; she won't let you off."

Su Xiyan's eyes widened instantly; looking at the servant not far outside who was cleaning, she confirmed the servant had heard nothing, then she tiptoed like a thief and quickly shut the door,

Su Xiyan angrily walked to Yan Moci's bedside, puffing her cheeks, she said: "Yan Moci! Are you crazy?! I just helped you cover up a lie in front of Yan Zixin,"

"and now you're openly sitting here reading! Aren't you afraid Yan Zixin will come in and expose your lie on the spot?!"

Yan Moci, calm and composed, said: "All the servants on this floor are my confidants; they would never betray me."

Su Xiyan rolled her eyes, "Heh, hope you stay that confident; earlier that maid Wang Ma was successfully turned by Liu Huanyu."

Yan Moci put down his book and looked at Su Xiyan, "Liu Huanyu stays in the old manor, never even allowed to go up to the second floor, and now you've driven her away."

Su Xiyan waved her hand modestly, "Just a trifle, not worth mentioning."

Yan Moci, ".... Not praising you, but knowing to keep from Yan Zixin the fact that I've awakened is smart."

Su Xiyan smiled, "Of course."

Seeing Su Xiyan pleased by the praise, her tail almost perking up, Yan Moci couldn't help finding it funny; he stood up and was about to walk toward her.

Seeing Yan Moci about to approach again, Su Xiyan immediately stretched out her arms and crossed them in front of her chest,

"Stop! Don't leave! If you have something to say, say it there! Don't get so close to me!"

"How? I'm near you, you don't like it?"

"What kind of tiger-wolf words are these?!"

"What iceberg?! What misunderstanding does the outside world have about Yan Moci?! He's clearly a male enchantress!"

Su Xiyan very sincerely said: "Young Master Yan, you might be dazed, so you're a bit out of touch with the current trend."

"Nowadays everyone likes little wolf-dogs and little milk-dogs, you know? Your old-school tyrant lines really give me goosebumps!"

"Every time I hear you speak, I really feel the sense of era! I can't help wanting to call you uncle!"

"Heh, little girl."

He hadn't stirred up trouble in three days; just now he was still shy and ran away, but now he dares to come provoke him again.

Yan Moci did not retreat but advanced, walking up to Su Xiyan and forcing her to keep stepping back.

He moved in close, his handsome nose barely touching Su Xiyan's delicate nose.

"Su Xiyan, one moment you call me uncle, the next you call me Ci Ci."

"I might have slept too long; I don't even know how these girls play these days—is this a new bedroom pleasure?"

The last one, just right, curled up, the rolling tongue entwining, full of endless seduction.

Hearing Yan Moci's implied meaning, Su Xiyan's face flushed instantly; she wished she had ears that hadn't heard these words.

"Grandma! She's been polluted!"

"It's all Yan Moci's fault! An old man's heart is just dirty!"

Wuu wuu wuu~

Su Xiyan's cheeks are crimson, her eyes seeming to hold a pool of spring water; Yan Moci can't get enough of looking at her.

When they first met, he only thought about punishing Su Xiyan for her offense; now he finds that seeing her shy demeanor makes his torment even greater.

Before he could lose control and seize her lips, Yan Moci retreated first.

His expression was dark, his eyes seeming to have endless darkness surging.

Looking at Yan Moci now, Su Xiyan felt a hint of panic.

Before, in the village, she often followed her master into the mountains to gather herbs; even when encountering a blind bear, she never felt such palpitations.

But now, the aura Yan Moci released made her feel a hint of fear.

Noticing Su Xiyan's retreat, Yan Moci felt a bitter smile.

To Su Xiyan, he was nothing more than a stranger, at most a patient relationship.

She had always cared for him attentively, never coveting even a bit of the Yan family's wealth.

But now, as soon as he woke up, this kind of conquest left her feeling at a loss.

He was too impatient; yet, thinking of her having mentioned several times wanting to leave...

Just thinking about it made Yan Moci feel his heart heavy without end, as a delaying tactic.

"Su Xiyan, I think we need to talk."

Yan Moci instantly spoke with a dignified, aloof demeanor.