spring bite mark

Chapter 142 Meeting My Grandson

Mid-level villa.

All morning, Old Master Yan was complaining about his unfilial son, and the scope of his complaints was so wide that even the housekeeper, servants, and his wife, Sun Bei, were affected:

"It's just a casual meal, but it's dragged on from morning to afternoon. The kitchen should just throw away all the food they prepared and feed it to the dogs. Take it or leave it."

"Madam, don't bother with all this fuss in the kitchen. He won't eat what you prepare anyway, and you'll just have to waste time picking it out and throwing it aside. It's all unnecessary!"

"Who put that ancient painting that my unfilial son gave me on the wall? Did they really think I liked it? Take it down right now, it's annoying to look at."

"Don't cook the fish I caught yet. Wait until Xie Jian arrives, then I'll ask him what flavor he likes. It'll be fresher if we cook it right away."

The old man kept rambling on and on until Yan Changye's car appeared at the villa's gate, at which point he finally stopped.

Yan Changye and Jiang Manman led Yan Yu and Xie Jian out of the car.

Yan Yu was wearing the same cartoon hoodie as Xie Jian, with a mask on and her eyelids lowered. She was being held in Yan Changye's hand, looking calm and low-key.

On the other hand, Xie Jian, whom Jiang Manman was holding, was skipping and jumping around, innocent and carefree. The moment they got off the car, he rushed over and hugged Old Master Yan's leg, making Old Master Yan beam with joy.

After teasing Xie Jian for a while, Old Master Yan finally looked at Yan Changye and Yan Yu in his hand, and his attitude immediately turned cold:
"One thank you wasn't enough, whose kid did you bring here to play with now? Didn't you make enough of a fool of yourself at my birthday banquet?!"

Yan Changye glanced at him irritably and said indifferently, "Go to the study, I have something to say."

Old Master Yan choked for a moment: "Your attitude towards me is becoming more and more perfunctory."

Yan Changye didn't reply, but simply patted Xie Jian's head and said, "Xie Jian, you and Mommy go to the yard to look at the turtles. Daddy and Grandpa have something to talk about."

"Okay! See you later, Daddy!" Xie Jian grabbed Jiang Manman's hand and ran into the yard as if he knew the way well.

"Daddy?" Old Master Yan gave him a mocking look. "I think you're used to taking advantage of Xie Yunxi. You take advantage of his son, take advantage of his name, and even make his son call you Daddy. Do you want me to call you Ancestor too?"

"..." Yan Changye paused for a moment, "I don't want to argue with you, let's go to the study first."

Old Master Yan snorted coldly: "Fine, I'll see what tricks you're up to this time."

The study is decorated with many calligraphy and paintings, giving it an antique feel.

From the moment Yan Yu entered the room, his eyes never left the ancient paintings.

Yan Changye looked at him gently: "When you go back tonight, have Grandpa give you a few paintings."

"Not everyone can afford my paintings." Old Master Yan, who came in next, glanced at Yan Yu and sat down in his favorite huanghuali chair.

Yan Changye threw several documents on the table.

"I'm retired, don't bother me with work documents." Old Master Yan didn't even glance at them, but instead focused on Yan Yu. He didn't notice from a distance, but upon closer inspection, he found a faint sense of familiarity in the child. "You bring other people's children to bother me every now and then, but you won't have any of your own. You're useless."

"Why are you talking so much?" Yan Changye scoffed. "Read the documents before you start jumping around."

Old Master Yan glared at him, then casually picked up a file from the table: "Paternity test? What kind of nonsense is this!"

At first, he was furious and glared at them, but soon his expression became serious.

Paternity test.

Birth certificate.

There were even two marriage certificates.

And Xie Yunxi's ID card.

Grandpa Yan: "..." Although he had been retired for many years, his sharp mind was still intact. After a little thought, he had already guessed the truth.

But the truth was too unbelievable; his hands, holding the paternity test results, began to tremble...

Yan Changye reached out and gently removed the mask from Yan Yu, who was sitting next to him.

A replica of the face was presented to Old Master Yan.

Old Master Yan's pupils contracted sharply, and he swayed heavily, gripping the armrest of his chair tightly to avoid losing his composure.
"You said you were Xie Yunxi a couple of days ago...is that true?"

"Isn't my photo on your ID card?" Yan Changye pointed at Yan Yu. "This child in front of you, Yan Yu, is your grandson, just like Xie Jian."

With a face exactly like that of a rebellious son, there's no need for further explanation!

Grandpa Yan looked at Yan Yu as if he were looking at a gold nugget, his eyes shining brightly: "So, at the birthday banquet you said your wife gave birth to twins for you, these are them?"

"Otherwise what? The paternity test was done, can't you see it?"

At this moment, Old Master Yan was no longer angry at Yan Changye's sarcastic remarks. He was immersed in the immense joy of having a great grandson, but he couldn't help but think of his deceased wife.

"So, your mother..."

"The eldest daughter of the Xie family tycoon, Mr. Xie, ran away from home due to dissatisfaction with the family's arranged marriage and ended up in mainland China from Hong Kong," Yan Changye explained calmly. "You've been with her day and night for over a decade. If you had asked a few more questions, you wouldn't be so clueless as to not even know who she is."

Old Master Yan was momentarily dazed: "No wonder when I first met her, I found her temperament to be so attractive, unlike a woman from a humble family."

No wonder, when he saw Xie Yuheng recently, he refused to address Yan Changye as a brother, instead hinting that Yan Changye could call him "little uncle"...

No wonder, Old Master Xie, who had been his sworn brother for decades, suddenly broke off their friendship for no apparent reason. It's no wonder a father-in-law wouldn't approve of his son-in-law! He's always been a womanizer, and he's more than ten years older than Yan Changye's mother; Old Master Xie probably despises him to death…

As for when Yan Changye will become Xie Yunxi...

There's no need for Grandpa Yan to ask.

Several years ago, Xie Yunxi, the head of the Xie family tycoon, held a family reunion banquet, which attracted much attention in Hong Kong. Even in the capital, people heard the news and secretly envied the old master Xie for having such good fortune. Having Xie Yuheng was not enough; now he had another business genius...

A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. It took Old Master Yan a while to regain his composure, and his expression towards Yan Changye became more complex.
"This is such a big thing, and you've kept it from me for so many years! I don't care about anything else, just hurry up and get the two kids recognized by their ancestors!"

Yan Changye said casually, "I have something else to tell you."

Old Master Yan's heart skipped a beat: "What is it?"

"Xie Jian has been included in the Xie family genealogy and will inherit all the assets of Xie Yunxi. As for the matter of recognizing one's ancestors, you only need to target Yan Yu."

Old Master Yan stood up in anger:

"Absurd! Both grandsons must be taken!"

Outside the study.

Madam Sun Bei, the wife of Old Master Yan, brought in fragrant tea. Just as she was about to go in, she was stopped by the butler at the door: "Madam, I'll take it in."

Inside the study, faint shouts and the sound of things being smashed could be heard. Sun Bei frowned: "Why are the father and son arguing again?"

The butler smiled knowingly: "They'll naturally make up when it's time to eat."

Sure enough, when it was time to eat, the father and son emerged calmly from the study. Yan Changye remained as languid and indifferent as ever, but Old Master Yan was beaming. He wasn't in a hurry to eat and immediately instructed the butler:
"I need to have a lawyer come over. I want to draft two gift agreements as a gift for my precious grandson."

(End of this chapter)