Dressed as a fake young master of a wealthy family

Xu Xiyan was relieved after throwing away the things.

The servant just finished moving things, and the corridor was empty. Xu Xiyan lazily walked up the stairs. When passing by Chen Anyan, he heard the other party sneer, and teased him coldly: "Why don't you throw yourself away?"

Xu Xiyan stopped when he heard this, and turned to look at him sideways.

He ignored what he said, but lowered his head slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with an expression of 'I suspect you are flirting with me'.

This expression was right to the point, a little more greasy, a little less contrived, and after expressing his meaning clearly, he asked him in pretended surprise: "Are you talking to me?"

Sure enough, after a while, Chen Anyan turned away with a stinky face, as if a mouse had really crawled over the bed.

Xu Xiyan turned around and shook his head triumphantly.

On the road of calmly making the boss feel helpless and helpless, he has never missed a hand.

Xu Xiyan's whole body felt comfortable after soaking, and all the troubled things were gone.

Medicinal bath and jacuzzi, perfect match, locked.

He wanted to soak for a while, but Qiu Mengwan knocked on the door, "Son, are you all right, come down for dinner, everyone will be waiting for you."

Xu Xiyan: "Oh, I'll be right away, I'm sorry."

It's really not a good habit to make people wait for meals, Xu Xiyan immediately got up from the bathtub, and cleaned up quickly and methodically with his unique Xu's speed.

But about eating, Xu Xiyan was really worried. He lived alone before, and he could eat whatever he wanted. He just took a bite, and he analyzed it habitually. There was less salt, more oil, and the heat was not enough.

What a damn occupational disease.

After passing through for a few days, he lay down quite comfortably, but he didn't eat very well.

There was a jingling of bells inside, and Qiu Mengwan reminded: "Slow down, take it easy, don't worry, don't bump it, you will get bruised if you bump it."

Someone asked for warmth, saying that it would be a lie if they were not moved. Xu Xiyan rubbed his face and said with a smile, "Understood Mom, you go down first, you eat first, I will come right away."

Xu Xiyan dried her hair, combed it casually, put on home clothes, and went downstairs with cotton mops.

When he walked near the restaurant, he heard Qiu Mengwan complimenting him: "We said in a small way, sorry, he kept everyone waiting for a long time, and let us eat first, you are sensible."

After a while of silence, there were a few compliments.

A little boy seemed to have endured it for a long time, and said with a little distaste: "Auntie, please stop boasting, we all know what kind of person he is."

Immediately after that, an elder scolded him: "How do you talk about it?"

He expressed dissatisfaction and muttered in a low voice: "If Xu Xiyan apologizes, I will walk on my head for a month."

Xu Xiyan stretched out his finger and scratched his head, thinking how bad the original owner's personality was.

He pushed open the door of the restaurant and was immediately dumbfounded.

Such a big round table, so many people!

It's not Chinese New Year today, why did we have a family dinner, and everyone was dressed very formally, with a sense of ceremony, so it seemed that he was quite casual.

Xu Xiyan quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, he was summoned by guests attending the state banquet before without any preparation. This scene is trivial.

Interestingly, the people at this table had only two expressions when they saw him.

The elders looked loving, while the younger ones looked disgusted.

Young people understand young people best, and the essence of the original owner has been seen through by young people at this time, but in the eyes of the elders, he is still a good boy.

It's okay, the world belongs to the younger generation as well as to the elders, but for now, it still belongs to the elders.

He smiled at everyone obediently, and showed his tenth-level white lotus cultivation, "I'm sorry elders, I've been waiting for a long time, and I will definitely not be late next time."

As he spoke, his mind quickly turned to the left, searching the memory of the original owner. In addition to his own family, two relatives came, Xu's father's younger brother's family, and Xu's mother's younger brother's family. The others seemed not too important.

The boy who said he would walk on his head for a month is the son of Qiu Mengwan's younger brother's family. His name is Qiu Tian. He is 13 years old this year and has only entered junior high school.

Xu Xiyan turned to look at Qiu Tian.

Qiu Tian immediately wrinkled his nose to express his disdain.

Xu Xiyan slightly raised his eyebrows, smiled harmlessly, and said casually in a friendly tone: "Qiu Tian, ​​you just said you would walk on your head for a month, why?"

Qiu Tian's face was like the weather in June, it was covered with dark clouds all at once.

Qiu Tian's parents were visibly embarrassed, wishing they could slap Qiu Tian to death.

Qiu Mengwan waved to him: "Xiaoyan, today is your brother's birthday, come and sit next to him."

On the day when Xu Xiyan first crossed over, Qiu Mengwan said to him at that time, "You two brothers need to cultivate more relationships", and this is also the tone and demeanor of expectation.

Xu Xiyan raised his eyes, only to realize that Chen Anyan was seated at the table today, his whole body was as stiff as a giant Buddha, and every pore exuded resistance in capital letters.

There is an empty seat next to him.

"..." The dog beeped.