spring bite mark

Chapter 153 Xie Yunxi Returns to Hong Kong

Do you still want to find your biological parents?
Although Jiang Manman was surprised that Yan Changye brought up this issue, she still nodded seriously in response:
"Of course I want to. Over the years, I have never given up searching. If possible, I still hope to see my family of origin, no matter how bad it is."

Yan Changye, somewhat absentmindedly hummed in response to something Shen Zongqian had mentioned not long ago.

It was several days later when Grandpa Yan returned from the port.

At the family dinner, his expression was far from pleasant. Yan Changye, with Xie Jian in his arms, casually scoffed, "You got turned away in Hong Kong?"

Old Master Yan glared at him: "It's not that bad, you still saw him."

After waiting for three days in front of Mr. Xie's villa in Gangdu, until the rheumatism in my knees showed signs of relapse, I was finally called in by Mr. Xie's butler.

When the old brothers met again after many years, Old Master Xie had a dark expression throughout, and Old Master Yan was embarrassed the whole time. After a long pause, he finally uttered a single word, looking somewhat awkward:
"dad……"

Grandpa Xie didn't respond, but tapped the chair next to him with his dragon-headed cane: "Sit over here and tell me about A-Ning's ten-plus years in the capital."

A Ning is the name of Yan Changye's mother.

Although Mr. Yan had married many new women over the years, his feelings for his first wife had never diminished. He spent several hours recounting every detail of his relationship with his first wife to Mr. Xie.

After hearing his daughter's story, Grandpa Xie asked Grandpa Yan to accompany him fishing for a whole day.

“I built a fishpond in Aning’s cemetery. Dad, when you have time, come to the capital and let’s keep Aning company by the fishpond.”

Old Master Yan uttered "Dad," and the rest came out naturally, but Old Master Xie found it grating and couldn't help but yell at him:
"You old bastard, you're seventeen years older than my daughter, a philandering and promiscuous scumbag, don't call me Dad."

Grandpa Yan paused for a moment, then said, "Changye has already acknowledged you as his maternal grandfather, so it doesn't seem quite appropriate for me to call you Brother Xie anymore. Dad, prepare a cup of tea. For the sake of your grandson and two great-grandsons, shall we formalize this father-in-law/son-in-law relationship?"

In the end, Old Master Xie coldly accepted the tea offered by Old Master Yan, but didn't drink it, only saying "Get out."

Having held a high position for so long, Old Master Yan was not one to tolerate being slighted, and he returned to the capital overnight without looking back. Thus, this meeting between father-in-law and son-in-law ended without any resolution.

At the dinner table, with no outsiders present, Mr. Yan's wife, Sun Bei, had said she was going back to her parents' home for a short stay the day Mr. Yan left for Hong Kong, and hadn't returned since. Mr. Yan spoke without reservation about this unpleasant trip, and finally said:
"Your maternal grandfather and I chatted about your situation. Currently, only a few close relatives of the Xie and Yan families know your identity. His point is that the Xie and Yan families are both large clans, and any action taken by one could have far-reaching consequences. There are also many troublemakers within them. It's best to keep your identity as Xie Yunxi a secret for now, to avoid causing unnecessary turmoil in the business world and allowing other conglomerates to take advantage of the situation."

"Okay, I understand." Yan Changye nodded noncommittally. "Next week I'll take Manman and the two children back to Hong Kong, and we'll stay for about a month."

"Going to Hong Kong again?" Old Master Yan said with displeasure. "You spent several months there dealing with BlackRock. The Yan family is your home. You should focus more on the Yan Jing Group."

Yan Changye spoke calmly: "There are several derivative projects in Hong Kong, and Xie Yuheng is too busy to handle them all. I own a significant number of shares in Xie's Group, so it wouldn't be right for me not to contribute."

When Xie Yuheng was mentioned, Old Master Yan paused for a moment, then said cryptically, "Stay away from Xie Yuheng as much as possible. Although he is your uncle, he is not a kind person."

Yan Changye chuckled: "Not long ago you were using others as role models, telling me to learn from them."

"Back then, we didn't know about your relationship with him." Old Master Yan glanced at Jiang Manman, his words carrying a hidden meaning. "He's ruthless and still harbors malicious intentions. Be careful."

Jiang Manman lowered her head, looking slightly lost. The next moment, Yan Changye grabbed her hand and said casually, "No need to trouble yourself."

Grandpa Yan said no more, and then turned his attention to his two grandsons: "How about I leave these two children with you for a while?"

Yan Changye stopped there: "It's fine if there are no outsiders present."

Old Master Yan's expression was not good: "You're wary of Sun Bei?" "I'm wary of all outsiders, not just her." Yan Changye spoke again, "You've seen more of the dirty dealings of large families than I have, so you shouldn't need me to remind you, right?"

"Alright, I understand," Old Master Yan said awkwardly. "I'll let Sun Bei stay at her parents' house for another month."

"Next month, I'll be holding a birthday party for my two children in Gangdu," Yan Changye continued, "Remember to prepare gifts for them."

"Why can't it be held in the capital?"

“Grandpa!” Xie Jianchao interjected crisply, “Dad said that every year from now on, my birthday will be celebrated in the capital. Grandpa will personally celebrate it for me then.”

Looking at his cuddly grandson, Grandpa Yan softened his tone: "That's fine too."

Because she was going to stay in Hong Kong for a while, Jiang Manman started working overtime again without any regular schedule.

Yan Changye was also busy. The two children were left at the old house. Jiang Manman would return home late at night every time, and Yan Changye sometimes came even later than her, so she didn't video chat with the children for several days in a row.

The day before departing for the port city, Yan Changye finally took the time to personally go to the old house to pick them up.

Old Master Yan looked noticeably more haggard, while the two children were well-nourished and chubby. Yan Changye carried one in each arm and casually asked Old Master Yan a question:
"sick?"

The old butler hurriedly explained from the side, "These past few days, the master has been taking the two young masters to visit neighbors during the day, and then staying up late at night to tutor them in their homework..."

Yan Changye raised his voice slightly: "Kindergarten graduation, what homework would there be?"

"What are you saying?" Old Master Yan looked at his unfilial son with a hint of resentment. "It's because of your indifferent and permissive attitude that my two little grandsons still don't know how to use pinyin. When we visited other people's homes recently, the children of those old friends were all incredibly unruly."

I watch other people's grandchildren play during the day, and if I don't play with my own little golden grandson when I get home at night, I always feel like something's missing...

Yan Changye looked at him in surprise: "You tutor them in pinyin?"

The old butler pointed to a messy pile of books on the sofa: "Master, start tutoring him directly from third-grade math and composition."

"You really think highly of them." Yan Changye subtly reminded him without saying a word, "If you want to live a few more years, you'd rather drag yourself down than drag your children down—that's my experience over the years."

"With your carefree attitude, what serious experience can you possibly gain?" Old Master Yan waved his hand dismissively. "Go early and come back early. I'll think about it for a while and come back to devise the best training plan for my little grandsons."

Yan Changye clicked his tongue lightly, too lazy to talk to him, and strode away with his two sons in his arms.

The following day, the private plane arrived at the port's international airport.

Xie Jian hugged Jiang Manman's leg, his face full of joy: "Mommy, you've finally come to Hong Kong and become my mom!"

Even the usually taciturn Yan Yu had a happy expression and said sweetly, "Mom, I'll take you to see the art studio at Yushui Bay later."

Jiang Manman kissed each of them on the cheek, then looked at Yan Changye.

Yan Changye's exquisite face held a hint of amusement as he extended his hand towards her:

"Mrs. Tse, welcome to Hong Kong."

(End of this chapter)