Chapter 368: A Decree Picked Up for Free

"What, am I wrong?" Ye Xing'an said with a smile. "If you don't believe me, go ask Grandpa and see what he says."

Wang Qiguang was choked up: Did that even need to be said?

Having been through mountains of blades and seas of fire, and having fought his way out of piles of corpses, what he loved most were these kinds of "deep into the tiger's den" and "outwitting the enemy chieftain" scenarios. If Grandpa saw this, he would definitely clap and cheer.

If he got happy enough, he might even sneak past the health doctor to have a couple of drinks.

Wang Qiguang frowned: "But acting on impulse is a bit too reckless!"

"Reckless?" Ye Xing'an laughed again, pointing at the document. "Did you read it carefully?"

Being able to trade blows with a group of veteran thieves and hold the upper hand throughout is no longer something that can be described with the word "smart." It can absolutely be called resourceful and as adaptable as a god.

Especially in the dog kennel basement, the part where Lin Sicheng held the bomb and said he was going to dismantle the battery so they could all finish together—the more Ye Xing'an watched, the more amazed he was.

Most people, if pushed to the edge, actually don't lack the courage to risk their lives. What is rare is the coexistence of grit and wit, the ability to leave oneself a way out, and to create a glimmer of opportunity.

It is precisely at such times that one's character and wisdom are most clearly seen. Therefore, skipping everything else, based on this alone, the word "reckless" doesn't apply to Lin Sicheng at all.

The reason his wife was angry was that she was considering it from the perspective of a daughter and the status of an elder: what if something were to happen to Lin Sicheng?

Ye Xing'an put down the document and smiled again: "He's only how old? If he didn't even have this much grit, would you even like him?"

Wang Qiguang was stunned for a moment.

Weighing everything, considering everything, and seeking the optimal solution is definitely not a personality someone of Lin Sicheng's age should have.

If Lin Sicheng had truly done that, for them, it wouldn't be a question of whether they were angry, but whether they should be hesitant.

Wang Qiguang suddenly understood, and she hummed: "Only you know how to talk?"

"It's not that I know how to talk, it's that the logic is just like that!"

Ye Xing'an patted her hand. "Be content!"

Wang Qiguang wanted to say something but stopped, and in the end, she didn't speak.

Their daughter had perfectly inherited their genes; she was smart and strong-willed, and crucially, she came from such a family.

To have their daughter like someone, for them to be intellectually matched, for them to be in love, and to ensure harmony and longevity in the future—and furthermore, to avoid potential conflicts brought about by family status—to be honest, it was truly too difficult.

Although Ye Anning was only twenty-four, the couple had been worried for several years. Lin Sicheng's sudden appearance truly surprised them: it felt like he met the requirements in every way.

There is no such thing as a perfect person, and besides, in Ye Xing'an's view, this flaw in Lin Sicheng that his wife perceived wasn't a flaw at all.

The ancestors did say that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but the ancestors also said: if you don't kill the snake, it will become a great disaster; if you hesitate when you should act, you will suffer the chaos.

On the contrary, from a man's perspective, this is an extremely rare virtue—

Just as he was secretly turning these thoughts over, a "ding-ling" sound rang out; the doorbell chimed.

The couple looked at each other: had the debt collector returned?

Sure enough, when the housekeeper opened the door, Ye Anning was standing prettily at the entrance.

The couple went up to greet her. Wang Qiguang helped her take off her scarf and touched Ye Anning's face: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ye Anning hugged her mother: "Isn't it because I missed my dad?"

"Do you think your dad believes that?"

"I believe it!" Ye Xing'an nodded with a smile and took the suitcase. "I believe whatever my girl says!"

Wang Qiguang showed an expression of disdain.

After hanging up her coat, Ye Anning looked at the file folder on the coffee table and then glanced at the expressions of the two.

Huh, it seems they have already communicated?

She had thought about it for several days and prepared a bellyful of arguments, but it turned out they weren't needed?

Ye Anning hugged Wang Qiguang with a grin: "Thank you, Mom, and thank you, Dad!"

"You only know how to sweet-talk?" Wang Qiguang looked helpless. "You ran all that way just for such a small matter?"

Ye Anning sighed: "I wasn't in a hurry; I originally thought about coming back tomorrow or the day after, but my aunt said that Tang Nan Yan went to the house, and she went with Lin Sicheng."

What the heck?

Lin Sicheng took Tang Nan Yan to her younger brother's house?

They recognized every word, but put together, the couple couldn't understand it?

Wang Qiguang felt more and more that something was wrong: "Went to your uncle's house?"

"Mom, what other house could my uncle have?"

"The two of them went together?"

"Yeah!"

The couple shook their heads decisively: It was impossible. Tang Nan Yan might, as that child had a straightforward personality. Furthermore, the adults of both families knew each other, so visiting was normal.

But it was absolutely impossible for Lin Sicheng. Even if he took that Li Zhen, he wouldn't take Tang Nan Yan.

Ye Xing'an stared at his daughter: "Who else was there?"

Ye Anning blinked: No—Dad, can you not react so quickly?

"Um—also Tang Nanjin!"

Ye Xing'an was relentless: "Who else?"

Ye Anning's eyes were Floating: "Um—Jing Zeyang!"

Wang Qiguang realized what was happening and slapped her on the back: "Ye Anning, you're just asking for a spanking. How dare you make such a joke?"

Ye Anning was quick-witted; before the slap landed, she giggled and dodged: "Lin Sicheng said that the eldest and second uncles of the Tang family wanted to invite him to dinner—and my aunt said that Tang Nan Yan accompanied Lin Sicheng for the whole day—didn't I have to rush back?"

Wang Qiguang didn't believe a word of it: Lin Sicheng risked injury to save Tang Nan Yan's life; it was perfectly normal to express some gratitude.

Several young people went together; it definitely wasn't what Ye Anning said, that the Tang girl and Lin Sicheng wandered around for a day.

"Just the four of them?"

Ye Anning stopped joking: "There was also Yan Wenjing, and one was Tang Nan Yan's department head, a woman. She said she was entrusted by the police team leaders to go and find an item for Lin Sicheng—after Tang Nanjin found out, she was afraid they would be scammed, so she dragged Jing Zeyang to find Lin Sicheng."

Wang Qiguang glared at her: Doesn't that settle it?

The brat was just afraid that she and her father would develop some prejudice against Lin Sicheng after reading the documents, so as soon as she heard the old man Ye had returned, she rushed back without stopping.

The key is that the child is too thin-skinned and has too many concerns. In her younger brother's words: if it weren't for this incident, with Ye Anning being so reckless in the hospital, heaven knows how long it would have dragged on.

It might not even work out at all—

In a flash, Wang Qiguang sighed: "Are your father and I really such stubborn old fools?"

"Of course not!" Ye Anning shook her head vigorously, "But the eldest uncle of the Tang and the second uncle of the Tang would definitely like this kind of thing more!"

Wang Qiguang was stunned for a moment and looked at the document bag on the coffee table: Huh, come to think of it, he's right?

The whole family comes from a military background; they are either soldiers or Police, and in their eyes, those impulsive actions of Lin Sicheng are all shining points.

But that is just liking him a little; anything else is absolutely impossible.

"You're worrying over nothing!" Wang Qiguang curled his lips and rolled up his sleeves, "What do you want to eat? I'll go make it for you!"

"Make a bit more, my uncle and aunt are coming over too—"

As she spoke, Ye Anning laughed out loud again, "After I got off the plane, my aunt called me, saying she had finished cooking and asked if I wanted to go back and have a drink, and she also said Lin Sicheng and my uncle had already started drinking.

I asked her, isn't Lin Sicheng supposed to go to the Tang for dinner tonight? How come they started drinking at home? My aunt, my uncle, and Lin Sicheng only then remembered about the dinner invitation from the Tang—"

"No way, they could forget that? Didn't your uncle say Lin Sicheng has a photographic memory—"

"The three of them were just too happy!" Ye Anning said with a hint of pride, "Aunt said Lin Sicheng picked up an Imperial Edict today—"

Wang Qiguang was stunned for a moment: "Wait—what did you say?"

"An Imperial Edict, and a patent of nobility for Wang Shu! Uncle said this is an ancestor of the Wang!"

Is this a matter of the Wang ancestor?

Of course, that is also very important, after all, the significance is different. But the problem is, this is an Imperial Edict?

Wang Qiguang looked surprised: "Picked it up at the antique market?"

"Yes, Liulichang, three items for a total of five hundred thousand."

"Is the Imperial Edict real?"

"Of course, Uncle was worried, so he invited Teacher Sheng from the Forbidden City to the house to take a look, and Teacher Sheng said all three items are real. Just that painting alone could sell for over a million."

The couple looked at each other: Doesn't that mean the Imperial Edict was picked up for free?

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