Chapter 123

Regarding Yan Shiyu's background, the only knowledge outsiders have is that he is a descendant of the Yan family. His father is Yan Shuheng, the only son of Old Master Yan, while his mother is unknown.

Yan Shuheng's eldest daughter, Yan Yi, and second son, Yan Fengqi, are both legitimate children of the Yan family, born to his first and second wives, respectively.

Even so, Yan Shiyu's sudden appearance did not prompt people to investigate further.

After all, Yan Shuheng was a notorious womanizer when he was alive, leaving his mark on many women, and his romantic history is well-documented.

Let alone one Yan Shiyu, even if ten Yan Shiyu appeared, probably no one would be too surprised.

The only thing that might evoke a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of mixed emotions or reflection) is the change in the Yan family's power and assets as a result.

Now, everyone has accepted Yan Shiyu as the heir of the Yan family, but the woman who gave birth to him has never been mentioned.

She was insignificant in the face of the Yan family's power.

But there will always be one person who remembers everything about her.

Tang Xu hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "When did his mother pass away?"

“It must have been more than ten years,” Gao Yan said. “He was only fourteen or fifteen years old back then…”

Tang Xu's heart skipped a beat.

Everyone envies his status and position as the heir of the Yan family, but no one knows how he spent his youth abroad after losing his mother.
“He must have a very good relationship with his mother,” Tang Xu said softly.

"Probably," Gao Yan said in a low voice. "After all, he's always in a bad mood on this day every year..."

Tang Xu felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.

Thinking about how she had repeatedly rejected him last night, she felt as if she had done something very wrong.

She should have hugged him and spent more time with him instead of rushing him away.

Thinking of this, Tang Xu suddenly sat up in bed. After a moment of stunned silence, she threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Song Yuqiao was awakened again by a series of clattering sounds. When she impatiently went out of the room to check, Tang Xu was nowhere to be seen.

As dawn broke, Tang Xu drove through the newly revitalized city, his heart pounding uncontrollably once again.

Over this period of time, she had already become accustomed to retreating and suppressing herself.

At this moment, she is driving on the road ahead.

This is an action that is completely contrary to reason.

Yet, it resonated deeply with her heart.

Tang Xu had almost forgotten how long it had been since she last visited Qiushuitai.

However, when she entered the room, it was empty, and Yan Shiyu was nowhere to be seen.

He left before her, but hasn't gotten home yet?
Or did he go out again after he got home?
After a moment's thought, Tang Xu walked into the master bedroom.

There were no clothes left in the walk-in closet, and the bathroom sink was still dry, meaning he hadn't returned yet.

Tang Xu turned around and went back outside. She went into the kitchen and arranged the breakfast she had brought into different categories on plates. She also served two bowls of hot porridge and placed them on the table before returning to the kitchen to make a cup of honey water.

She had just stepped out of the kitchen with her cup when she heard a noise coming from the direction of the front door.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shiyu's figure appeared in her sight.

Tang Xu, holding the glass of honey water, stood beside the dining table. Seeing him finally appear, she frowned slightly, then walked straight to him and handed him the glass of honey water.

“If I hadn’t come, you definitely wouldn’t have remembered to drink it,” she said.

Yan Shiyu showed no sign of abnormality, his gaze as deep and calm as ever. After looking at her for a moment, he reached out and took the cup of honey water, drinking it all in one gulp.

Tang Xu then smiled, reached out and took the empty glass, and said, "Eat breakfast."

She pulled him to the dining table. "I know you don't like eating out, but I can't help it. I don't know how to cook, so please just eat this."

She put the empty cup into the sink, and when she turned around, Yan Shiyu was already sitting down at the dining table, slowly and deliberately drinking his porridge.

Tang Xu sat down opposite him, stirred the porridge in front of her, and then looked up at him again, "Is it just so-so?" "Yeah."

Tang Xu suddenly choked.

She was just being polite, but who would have thought she'd encounter such an impolite person?

"I just bought it on the way," Tang Xu explained, trying to save face. "I was in a hurry to get here, otherwise I would have gone to Ginkgo House to buy it; their food is much better."

He seemed like an ordinary person, yet he continued to drink his porridge mouthful after mouthful. Upon hearing her words, he merely asked casually, "What's the rush?"

"I'm afraid you'll run away," Tang Xu said.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shiyu paused, then put down the spoon in her hand, looked up at her, and smiled faintly, though it was not very obvious. "You're afraid I'll run away? Don't you just want me to go far away?"

This statement seemed both true and false, and it felt like no matter how you answered it, it still struck Tang Xu's heart hard.

She always felt that she was quite well-behaved in front of him.

But the fact that he asked that question actually made her rejection quite obvious.

Tang Xu pursed her lips slightly, looked up at him, and after a moment of silence, said, "Whether I'm afraid or not, what can I decide? If you really want to leave, who can stop you? After all, Miss Fang is so beautiful, who wouldn't want to stand by her side? I want to too."

Yan Shiyu's gaze suddenly sharpened, lingering on her face for a long time.

Tang Xu lowered his head, looked down, and silently drank his porridge, saying no more.

After a long while, Yan Shiyu finally let out a soft laugh.

"They really know how to turn the tables," he said.

"What do you mean by 'turning the tables'?" Tang Xu suddenly raised his head. "Didn't you have a date with Miss Fang?"

Yan Shiyu looked at her and asked, "Is this considered an interrogation?"

Tang Xu paused for a moment, then asked, "May I question you?"

"you can."

Tang Xu's heart skipped a beat. Looking at him, she was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Yan Shiyu didn't say anything more, but just waited quietly for her reaction.

Tang Xu bit her lip gently, and after a long while, she finally spoke: "Then why did you have dinner with Miss Fang?"

"There are some things I want to ask her."

"Business or personal?"

"Private matter."

"Besides inquiring about things, don't you have any other thoughts?"

"No."

Tang Xu paused for a moment.

He was so open and honest, it was almost unsettling.

Tang Xu was almost certain that if she continued to ask any more questions, he would answer them without reservation.

But she found herself hesitant to ask any further questions.

She didn't actually have much confidence in herself.

She never felt that she was special, much less that she was special to him.

But Yan Shiyu seemed to want to give her confidence.

But where does this confidence come from?

Sorry I'm late, see you at midnight!

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