Chapter 44: Returning to the Old Residence

After leaving Fu Ran's laboratory, Yan Fanqing inevitably felt a bit more dislike for Fu Ran in his heart.

Even if he now has achievements, indeed, a spoiled rich kid is still a spoiled rich kid—he can even do such petty things.

However, Yan Fanqing frowned, feeling that the woman's brows and eyes were somewhat familiar.

In that case, even the figure of that man who never appeared from beginning to end is extremely similar to Yan Moci's.

Even with just a one percent chance, Yan Fanqing immediately pulls out his phone.

"Hello? Ningyue, where are you now?"

Inside the car.

Hearing the voice, Su Xiyan suddenly turned and saw Yan Moci right nearby.

Su Xiyan panicked and stepped back half a step, but was firmly gripped by Yan Moci's scorching palm.

Su Xiyan's voice unsteady, "Mr. Yan, you seem to have forgotten our agreement."

Yan Moci gave a low laugh, "Agreements are meant to be broken, aren't they?"

In her hesitation, Su Xiyan lightly bit her teeth, and Yan Moci's gaze deepened.

Seeing Su Xiyan's wavering attitude, Yan Moci moved closer without hesitation, seeking to take over.

But his phone suddenly rang:

"Oh no, Boss, Miss Ningyue has suddenly returned to the old residence."

She said she wanted to retrieve the necklace that Lady Huan Yu forgot to take when she left, but Steward Liu searched everywhere and couldn't find the necklace.

Miss Ningyue insisted that the necklace was stolen because the Eldest daughter-in-law and Lady Huan Yu had a grudge, and now she insists on going to the Eldest Young Master's room to look for the necklace.

Yan Moci sneered, "What is Ningyue? Just have Steward Liu throw her out."

Dongzi hesitated, "But Miss Ningyue is the Yan family's eldest daughter of this generation; I'm afraid Steward Liu won't obey my orders."

Yan Moci frowned, "How much longer until we reach the old residence?"

Driver, "Still a moment."

Yan Moci's eyes turned fierce, he narrowed them dangerously, "I just got to Fu Ran's, and Yan Fanqing appeared right after. Now Yan Fanqing has just left the lab, and Ningyue has returned to the old residence."

I don't believe there's no connection; it seems some people can't help but start showing their fox tails.

They really never let up, never missing any hint that I might awaken.

Hold onto Ningyue, speed up—I want to see what necklace she's really after!

"Yes!"

The atmosphere inside the car suddenly turned tense, dispelling the brief flirtatious moment.

Su Xiyan was somewhat curious about the relationships among these Yan family people, but recalling what Yan Moci had said to Fu Ran in the lab just now, she turned her gaze to the window, pretending to hear nothing.

But she did hear it.

"Yan Fanqing and Yan Ningyue are the children of my father and Liu Huanyu."

Faced with Yan Moci's sudden remark, Su Xiyan looked at him somewhat surprised.

Su Xiyan pressed her lips, reminding, "Mr. Yan, I think I've already expressed that."

"I don't want to know these things."

Yan Moci gave a cold smile, "Well, that's just what I wanted to say."

His tone seemed merely to be recounting someone else's story,

"My mother was the only daughter of the Fu family, the biggest second-generation clan in Jingcheng at the time, while my father has always been an idle spoiled rich kid, yet she hopelessly fell in love with him."

"I've heard these things from my grandfather."

Yan Moci gave a disdainful smile, "Really? It seems he really likes you, actually telling you all this."

He seemed to have lost all interest, his gaze turned to the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Xiyan noticed that when mentioning his mother, Yan Moci's eyes held extreme pain.

Su Xiyan didn't know what that woman, who could be called a heavenly gifted girl, had endured, but it must be what makes Yan Moci forever unable to forgive his father.

However, this seems to be the first time Yan Moci has told her anything about his family.

Su Xiyan realized that her relationship with Yan Moci was, imperceptibly, producing some unspeakable changes.

"We've arrived, Eldest Young Master."

As soon as the car stopped, Dongzi approached without a trace.

"Boss, Miss Ningyue's side is about to become uncontrollable; please hurry."

From afar came a woman's sharp angry roar,

"You said Brother Moci and that woman were walking in the garden, but there's nobody in the garden!"

"Now even you servants dare to brush me off like this! Today I must go into the bedroom to check!"

Steward Liu neither humble nor arrogant, "Miss Ningyue, the second floor is absolutely off-limits to outsiders."

"If the old master finds out, he will surely blame you!"

Ningyue sneered, "What a loyal servant, daring to use rules to suppress me—do you think being the steward means I won't deal with you?"

"As the Yan family's sole eldest daughter, I can't even go up to the second floor of the old residence?!"

Steward Liu sighed, "Miss Ningyue, the second floor is the Eldest Young Master's forbidden zone; if you insist on stepping in, I can only call security to escort you out."

"Hah." Ningyue snorted, "Steward Liu, let's see if these security guards dare to lay a hand on me."

"The Eldest Young Master's forbidden zone—you probably forgot, my older brother Yan Fanqing is the Yan family's Eldest Young Master!"

"If Yan Moci really had any ability, let him get up and teach me a lesson himself!"

Hearing Ningyue's arrogant fury, Dongzi angrily said, "Boss, let me go!"

Yan Moci shook his head, his tone calm, in his eyes Ningyue was nothing more than an ant unworthy of even his peripheral vision.

"The more one lacks something, the more they want to show it off."

Yan Ningyue has always been outwardly arrogant and perverse, yet inwardly she feels inferior and powerless.

Right now I'm not awake outwardly, so she won't fear you; going there will just let her become even more arrogant.

Let's go back inside.

Su Xiyan headed back inside under Dongzi's cover, while glancing curiously in the direction of Yan Ningyue.

Don't bother looking; there'll be plenty for you to see later.

Su Xiyan blinked repeatedly, looking strangely at Yan Moci.

She asked: "What do you mean?"

Seeing Su Xiyan still acting as if she were an uninvolved bystander, eager to grab a front-row seat to the gossip, he chuckled,

"Whether you believe it or not, today she came specifically for you."

Su Xiyan shook her head, "If following your analysis, she's clearly after you—what does that have to do with me?"

Yan Moci raised an eyebrow, "But she's destined to be disappointed, isn't she?"

Su Xiyan likewise raised an eyebrow, "So what? Does she dare to use me as a punching bag?"

The two walked while talking, when Dongzi ahead suddenly stopped; Yan Moci frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Dongzi said cautiously, "Boss, they say Miss Ningyue has already gone up to the second floor."

"I'm afraid the two of you can't return downstairs by the stairs…"

Since we can't use the stairs, then the only option is,

Yan Moci and Su Xiyan simultaneously turned their gaze toward the window of their room.