spring bite mark

Chapter 148 Future Heir

He was in New York at the time.

Having just left a business cocktail party and returned to the hotel, overlooking the dazzling New York nightscape, he suddenly missed his wife terribly.

Actually, we were only apart for a few days.

But because of the change in identity, every day feels like an eternity more than ever before.

When I got into the mood, I posted a message on my WeChat Moments:

Looking at his bare fingers, and realizing he'd rushed into the wedding without even a wedding ring, he couldn't resist snapping a close-up photo of his hand and captioning it:

I feel like something's missing.

After that post on WeChat Moments, when he tried to message Jiang Manman again, he found that he had been blocked.

He hadn't expected that his attempt to highlight the lack of a wedding ring would be met with disdain from the woman, who instead focused on his long, slender fingers, his watch, cufflinks, and the contract casually placed on the table to keep out dust, thus concluding that he was some kind of predatory scammer.

"Madam..." Inside the hotel, Yan Changye looked at Jiang Manman, his tone particularly complicated, "Is it possible that...that's me?"

"That can't be right, I have your WeChat." Jiang Manman didn't believe it.

Yan Changye pinched her waist lightly: "On the night of the Clan Return Banquet, during the break, I had you add me on WeChat under the identity of Xie Yunxi that I had just applied for. However, you blacked out afterwards, so you probably forgot even this detail."

Jiang Manman looked bewildered: "Yan Changye, you have my WeChat, why did you add me using an unknown number? Is there something you can't say on WeChat?"

“Madam doesn’t understand, that’s called a sense of ritual.” Yan Changye sighed softly, “A sense of ritual that belongs only to Xie Yunxi and his wife.”

Jiang Manman felt a little guilty realizing that she had completely forgotten about the "Mrs. Xie" thing: "Then why didn't you mention it later?"

"Why didn't you mention it? I went to see you as soon as I got back to the country two months later, but you made me angry and left before I could even start a conversation." Yan Changye's voice was low and gloomy. "Well, I bought you underwear and even said I wanted to do 'that' with you."

Jiang Manman fell silent.

At that time, she genuinely believed that the scoundrel was being unfaithful to her and never considered that he had automatically assumed the role of her husband.

"I'm sorry, I really don't remember," she apologized sincerely.

"Looking back, it was actually a good thing." Yan Changye hesitated for a moment, which was rare for him. "You already had symptoms of threatened miscarriage at the time. If we had acted recklessly, there might not be any Ayu and Xie Jian here."

He ended the conversation by giving her a comforting kiss on the cheek.

The next day, Yan Changye wasn't too busy, so he suggested taking Yan Yu to the Yanjing Group.

"Xie Jian is still with you." He looked at the soft Xie Jian, slowly pried open the two hands that were wrapped around his thighs, and handed the person over to Jiang Manman.

Xie Jian tried to lift his little face and look at Yan Changye: "Daddy, I've never been to your company in the capital!"

"Daddy prepared a ton of homework for my brother in the office today," Yan Changye said with a smile. "Do you want to join in?"

Xie Jian silently turned around and hugged Jiang Manman tightly: "I'd rather go to Mommy's studio and play with the pretty lady."

Yanjing Group.

The Sound of Night smoothly came to a stop in the chairman's private parking space at the entrance of the business building.

The employees, who were walking to their posts one after another, stopped abruptly, stood in two rows, and looked at the driver's seat of the sports car with respectful expressions.

On one hand, it was naturally due to the respect subordinates had for their superiors; on the other hand, the female employees never tired of looking at the young master of Yanjing's face. Each time they saw him, it was as if they had been soaking in fine red wine for days, that tipsy feeling penetrating to their very bones. The car door opened, and Yan Changye stepped out with his long legs, the next moment, he got out carrying a child in his arms.

They share the same casual yet stylish bright-colored outfits, the same languid and elegant demeanor, and even the same face.

Almost the instant the father and son appeared, they were met with a series of restrained gasps. Countless eyes turned to Yan Changye and Yan Yu in his arms, all showing expressions of shock.

The people in the secretariat were even more shocked.

The secretary had met Yan Yu before, but at that time the chairman knew to keep a low profile, only letting the child show his face in the office and subtly reminding him not to tell anyone.

It's only been a few days?

So they just brazenly put it out in the open?
Lost in thought, he noticed his boss looking at him casually, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Prepare milk and snacks and send them to my office."

After finishing, he paused for a moment and then said, "Notify the senior management to hold a meeting. I will introduce the future heir of the Yan Group to everyone."

The secretary in the office jumped up and said, "Yes, Chairman."

Despite his many doubts and uncertainties, he dared not utter a single word of probing or inquiry.

An hour later, in the conference room.

At the headquarters of Yanjing Group, dozens of shareholders silently watched the man leisurely holding a baby in the main seat, and no one took the initiative to speak.

Several of these people had appeared at the old man's birthday banquet before and had witnessed Yan Changye's absurd incident of randomly recognizing sons. Yan Changye gently placed his hand on Yan Yu's shoulder:
"At the birthday banquet, I mentioned that I have an eldest son. I've brought him here today to introduce him to everyone. A-Yu, why don't you greet him?"

Yan Yu's expression remained indifferent: "Greetings, uncles and elders."

"Chairman," a shareholder finally couldn't help but speak up, "you and your wife have kept the young master hidden for far too long..."

Yan Changye nodded and said, "He will be the future heir of the Yan Group. As elders and pillars of the Yan Group, I have no experience in raising children, so I will have to trouble you all."

"Chairman, you're too kind!" the shareholders quickly echoed. "The young master represents the future of the Yan family, and we will certainly do our utmost to support him. Chairman, you can rest assured!"

"And there's also my second son, Xie Jian." Ignoring the gossips in the shareholders' minds, Yan Changye got straight to the point, "He comes over occasionally, and if any of you have time, please give him a lesson."

The shareholders chuckled and nodded repeatedly, but then exchanged knowing glances. They had many guesses about whether Xie Jian was the grandson of the Yan family or the Xie family, but they didn't say a word about it.

Port city.

The mountain estate is the retreat of Mr. Xie, the patriarch of the Xie family tycoon.

Old Master Yan had been standing at the door for a day and a night, but still hadn't stepped inside.

Before him, Xie Yuheng was brewing tea, his brows lowered and his expression haughty. He handed him a cup of tea and said, "Elder Yan, please try this tribute tea from the port city."

Old Master Yan's expression was not good: "Now that I know my wife's identity, you don't need to call me Old Master Yan. Just call me brother-in-law."

Xie Yuheng smiled and said, "Then Elder Yan should first enter the villa and gain my father's approval before we talk about anything else."

"Thank you, Brother Xie," Old Master Yan carefully chose his words, "How can I persuade your father to see me?"

"It's hard to say." Xie Yuheng sighed slightly. "When I was born, my eldest sister had already left Hong Kong for several years. I never met her, but I heard that she was my father's most beloved child. My eldest sister ran away from her arranged marriage, and it was goodbye forever. He has been feeling very bad about it all these years."

(End of this chapter)