Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

Once Mu Xiaoting started talking badly about Yan Chiye, she simply couldn't stop.

She scooted closer to Cheng Xihe and whispered in her ear, "Yan Chiye is my uncle's illegitimate son."

"After my brother was in a car accident, he couldn't recover, so my uncle brought Yan Chiye and her daughter back from outside."

The entire family was shocked at that time.

Yan Haiting was even punished by the old man with ten lashes before he could bring Yan Chiye back.

Because of this, my uncle and aunt got divorced, and my aunt went back abroad and we haven't heard from her since.

My cousin hates my uncle even more.

After that woman went to the Yan family, she became greedy and wanted everything, even making her son fight over it.

"He's still in school, right? What achievements could he possibly have that could surpass your brother's?" Cheng Xihe asked curiously.

Yan Chiye went back and checked. Her grades over the years were considered above average in a small place. She had always been very snobbish, but she worked very hard to climb the social ladder.

Suddenly becoming Yan Haiting's child, his status skyrocketed, and after coming to City A, he lost contact with his former friends.

Mu Xiaoting shrugged: "I don't know, how can he compare to my brother?"

Hmph! I just don't like him, and I especially dislike his mother.

My aunt used to be so kind; she was beautiful inside and out.

Although she is a foreigner, she is half Chinese and looks like a fairy descended from heaven.

In those years, the children all adored their aunt and loved to linger around her during the Lunar New Year.

result!

Mu Xiaoting grew angrier the more she thought about it: "Now I want to tear his face off whenever I see him, humph!"

"Whose face will be torn apart?"

The door was pushed open, and Yan Chiye stood in the doorway, smiling at Mu Xiaoting.

His gaze shifted to Cheng Xihe's face, his smile vanished, and he walked over.

Mu Xiaoting frowned: "What's it to you? I get annoyed just looking at you."

"Why are you so angry, little sister? I'm still Dad's son, so I'm your cousin."

Yan Chiye sat calmly on the sofa next to Mu Xiaoting, subtly observing Cheng Xihe.

Mu Xiaoting frowned: "Don't come sit with me. I don't like you. Stay away from me."

When you dislike someone, even the smell of their perfume makes you feel nauseous.

Yan Chiye raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll sit further away and won't bother you."

"snort!"

She snorted at him and continued talking to Cheng Xi and the crickets: "Goddess sister..."

"Just call me Xihe." Cheng Xihe smiled at her.

Mu Xiaoting smiled, "I..."

"oops!"

Lan Qiao reached out and pushed Mu Xiaoting away a little: "Sister, you're going to flatten me!"

Lan Qiao stared at Mu Xiaoting with her big, watery grape-like eyes for a while, then stood up, holding her tablet.

Yan Chiye called out from across the way, "Qiao Qiao, come here to me."

"No way, I want to be with my godmother."

Qiaoqiao sat to Cheng Xihe's left, holding the tablet, and placed it on both her and Cheng Xihe's laps.

She rested her little head on Cheng Xihe's arm, hugging her arm as she continued reading.

Like a clingy sloth.

Cheng Xihe poked her little cheek, then looked up to meet Yan Chiye's bitter smile.

"See? Nobody likes you. You should reflect on yourself." Mu Xiaoting shrugged, glanced down casually, and suddenly froze.

"My God, goddess, that bracelet on your wrist!"

Mu Xiaoting was just browsing casually when she unexpectedly noticed the bracelet on Cheng Xihe's wrist.

She grabbed Cheng Xihe's wrist in surprise, her eyes filled with shock.

Cheng Xihe tried to pull his hand away, but couldn't. He looked at Mu Xiaoting in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with this bracelet?"

"This bracelet of yours, my brother gave it to you, didn't he?" Mu Xiaoting looked at Cheng Xihe with a smile on her face.

Yan Chiye, who was sitting not far away, secretly glanced over, then quickly looked away and listened attentively.

Looking down at the bracelet on her wrist, Cheng Xihe looked up at Mu Xiaoting and asked, "How did you know?"

"This is the translucent violet bracelet that I won at the auction last year."

That was Mu Xiaoting's first time attending an auction.

I had already told her brother that we could auction it online.

As a result, her brother wanted to take her to see the auction, so she was forced to go along.

Mu Xiaoting still remembers it clearly: "The starting price for this bracelet was not low, it was one million."

The final price was thirteen million, which many wealthy ladies liked, but my brother bought it.

In fact, Mu Xiaoting knew very well that the other party was not pursuing the matter any further because of the Yan family.

"That's true, it's not cheap." Cheng Xihe's hand touched the bracelet, her mind racing, trying to figure out how to return it to Yan Mingchuan.

Mu Xiaoting said with a smile, "My brother gave it to you, so he definitely won't take it back. It suits you very well!"

Cheng Xihe had skin as smooth as cream, white and delicate, and looked stunning in this bracelet.

Mu Xiaoting pouted: "I wore it too, but it didn't look as good on you."

Cheng Xihe smiled and then remained silent.

Those outside don't know how far things have progressed.

Not long after, a few young people walked in.

These people looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old; they were all children of the Yan family, young masters and young ladies.

One of the little girls ran up to Mu Xiaoting and said, "Sister Xiaoting, you're here so early today."

"Mm." Mu Xiaoting suppressed her smile and nodded at her.

The others didn't dare to talk to Mu Xiaoting either, and found a corner to sit down.

They ignored Mu Xiaoting and the others, and even less so Yan Chiye, their illegitimate son.

In the Yan family, there is no difference between illegitimate children and wild children.

These are all children obtained through improper means.

As a result, Yan Haiting's popularity within the Yan family also plummeted.

In order to bring Yan Chiye back, Yan Haiting only kept 15% of the shares for himself, and gave the rest to Yan Mingchuan.

The largest portion is in the old man's hands, and all parties are watching closely, hoping to obtain some shares.

Yan Chiye returned to the Yan family, but still doesn't own a single share of the company.

Even now, Grandpa Yan has not acknowledged him.

"Wow, it's quite lively here."

Yan Qing pushed open the door and strode in.

Apart from the clan leaders, she was the most senior member of the entire household.

"aunt."

"Auntie."

Several children stood up and greeted Yan Qing.

She waved her hand lazily: "Alright, everyone sit down."

Yan Qing glanced at Yan Chiye sitting not far away, snorted, and turned to look at Cheng Xihe: "You're here too."

"Hmm." Cheng Xihe nodded coldly.

Yan Qing looked at Lan Qiao, who was clinging to Cheng Xihe's arm, and walked over to tug at her chubby little face: "Little thing, didn't you see your mom is coming?"

"Mommy?"

Lan Qiao looked up and smiled at Yan Qing, then lowered her head and continued, "I want to watch cartoons."

"What cartoon?" Yan Qing walked over, sat on the armrest of the sofa, and stared at Lan Qiao.

Mu Xiaoting replied, "The pink hair dryer? She really likes it. There's an update."

"You can't watch anymore, you've been watching for an hour, put it away." Yan Qing reached out to confiscate the little guy's tablet.

Lan Qiao's eyes widened, her little hands gripping the tablet: "Don't take my tablet!"

"Give it to me." Yan Qing didn't have much patience, and her tone was a bit harsh...