The big brother's wife is actually a rich and powerful young master

"You have to think clearly." Yin Sheng sat on the dining table and didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

His left fingertips tapped the table regularly, and Yan Qing was sitting on his left.

The boy who had just finished hanging the bottle was still a little weak, but his face finally regained a layer of faint blood.

"I think very clearly, I, I can't go back to Yan's house."

Yan Qing pursed her lips, fidgeting and staring into Yin Sheng's eyes.

"Being the young lady of the Yin family is not as simple as sitting upright in the classroom."

Yin Sheng waved his hand helplessly, and asked Uncle Fu to put the freshly cooked radish rib soup in front of Yan Qing.

The soup was scraped off by Uncle Fu to remove a layer of oil, which is just suitable for Yan Qing who is physically exhausted to nourish his body.

Just hearing the word "classroom", Yan Qing couldn't help but clenched the soup cup tightly, with a melancholy expression.

"You have to attend various receptions, undertake part of the company's public relations work, and..."

Yin Sheng looked towards Yan Qing, and a barely visible smile appeared on his cold face: "Stay with me."

He didn't make his words too explicit, but Yan Qing vaguely understood something.

Yan Qing opened his eyes wide, looking at Yin Sheng's face hesitantly, the soup in his mouth made his cheeks bulge.

Yan Qing was not very old in the first place, yet he looked like a youth, with round eyes staring at people, adding a touch of cute and childishness.

Yin Sheng turned his head, picked up the towel on the table to wipe his hands, and held his forehead pretending to be calm.

His "wife" was really too naive and cute.

Yan Qing didn't notice Yin Sheng's expression, and took a sip of the soup with his head buried in his head, a dull hair raised on the top of his messy head.

Yin Sheng pursed his lips and raised his hand, ready to push down the hair, Fu Bo took his hair and brushed it over, and gently smoothed Yan Qing's hair.

Yin Sheng had no choice but to withdraw his hand embarrassingly, still looking at Yan Qing with a cold expression.

After Yan Qing drank the soup, he felt that his internal organs were warmed up, and his energy and spirit improved a lot.

He thought about what Yin Sheng mentioned just now, except for the last item, the others were not difficult, so he put down the soup pot and mustered up his courage: "I can do it well."

Yin Sheng's pupils shrank, and Yan Qing slowly added: "Just, it's the last one, give me some time to prepare, okay?"

Yan Qing's cheeks were covered with a thin layer of pink. He knew that there were too many problems in this matter, but he still gave himself up for the sake of his mother's medical expenses.

"Why?" Yin Sheng was puzzled.

It seems that Yan Qing didn't know about the marriage of the Yin and Yan families, so how could he give up resistance so easily.

Yin Sheng didn't know that Yan Qing's weakness was seized by the Yan family, and he was afraid that as long as Yan Qing was not asked to throw himself into the river, Yan Qing would agree to even more rude requests.

"I, I owe money to the Yan family." Yan Qing faltered, "I won't be able to pay it back for the rest of my life."

The implication is that he had to sell himself to pay off the debt.

Yin Sheng raised his eyebrows, with a little surprise hidden between his eyebrows and eyes: "What if you can still afford it in the future?"

Yan Qing's big eyes stared straight at Yin Sheng, as if he wanted to penetrate Yin Sheng's heart: "Then, if you get married, you can also get a divorce, right?"

Fu Bo was cleaning the glass, and his many years of housekeeping experience couldn't help but tremble with fright at this sentence, and almost threw the glass out.

But Yin Sheng was not angry, he just sighed leisurely: "You..."

This sound didn't sound like much anger, but a little bit more doting.

Yan Qing was a little nervous, afraid that Yin Sheng would tell him to get out in the next second.

After all, according to the rumors, Yin Sheng is a "living Hades" with three heads and six arms.

Seeing that Yan Qing didn't speak, Yin Sheng said slowly: "Well, you should be the young mistress of the Yin family during this time, and I won't touch you unless you voluntarily. If you want to leave after paying off the debt, I won't stop you , it’s just that it can’t be disclosed to the media, can it?”

This condition couldn't be better, Yan Qing nodded frequently like a chicken pecking at rice, and raised his voice: "Yes, yes!"

Yan Qing looked at Yin Sheng gratefully, the two looked at each other tenderly, Fu Bo stood behind them and took everything into his eyes.

Even though his young master has made so many concessions, why does he feel like young master Yan has fallen into the jaws of a tiger?

The smell of rice on the table slowly wafted to the tip of his nose, and Yan Qing's stomach had just been filled with a cup of soup, but the sound of "gurgling" was still unavoidable.

Lifting the chopsticks, Yin Sheng's stern expression eased a lot: "Let's eat first, and see grandpa in the afternoon."

"it is good."

***

The Yan family's ancestral house is in an ancient building complex in the city center. Outside the building is the bustling CBD, but inside the building is an ancient and antique small world.

It can be said to be quiet.

Yin Sheng took Yan Qing to the old house, and specially bought some clothes for Yan Qing in a nearby shopping mall.

Although the process of buying clothes made Yan Qinggang think that he was going to sell the goods wholesale, but in the end he was finally upgraded from a miserable little man to a cute little one with pink make-up and jade.

The door of the old house was wide open, Yin Sheng stepped into the yard, turned his head and extended his hand to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing stared at Yin Sheng's hand suspiciously, pursed his lips, and then took a big step across the tall threshold.

It seems that Xue Youshan's glucose hanging is indeed very useful.

Yin Sheng raised his eyebrows, and didn't care about Yan Qing's actions. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked side by side with Yan Qing.

The two walked deeper into the small garden, only to find that a group of people had already arrived.

Yan Qing opened his eyes wide, and the people in front of him were all well-dressed and well-made, but they were holding glass goblets and talking loudly, vividly rendering the quiet atmosphere of the Chinese courtyard into a flashy and dusty atmosphere.

"Cough." Yin Sheng held Yan Qing's hand.

Yan Qing flinched in embarrassment immediately, but still let Yin Sheng's five fingers insert into his, and folded his hands.

Everyone's eyes shifted to the two of them, and a woman in a red dress quickly stepped forward: "Yin Sheng, you are here, we are all waiting for you.

The woman looked at Yan Qing who was beside Yin Sheng, and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, this is the young master of the Yan family, he looks so handsome."

Yan Qing was taken aback by her loud voice, but fortunately Yin Sheng was beside him, soothing his ear: "They are all relatives of the Yin family, relax, I am here."

Yan Qing looked around, the men were sitting on chairs smoking, and the women were rushing down to take a look at him.

He felt like a new species in the zoo, standing here for tourists to watch.

It's just that the etiquette should not be forgotten, Yan Qing still called out to Yin Sheng honestly: "Hello, auntie, hello..."

"Marry a man, what does it look like!"

There was a sharp voice from the group of smoking men. Yan Qing turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly.

He instinctively wanted to pull his hand away, but Yin Sheng held it tightly.

"Second uncle, I'm afraid I've left it alone for too long. The whole world has recognized same-sex marriage. It's perfectly normal for two men to get married."

"I think you'd better read the newspaper more, it's better than being bored here."

The second uncle was choked back by Yin Sheng's words, and was so angry that he wanted to get up and curse, but Yin Sheng gave him a look, and he sat back in his seat sleepily.

Yin Sheng pretended not to notice, and with a smile on his face, he took Yan Qing by the hand, and walked generously in front of several people: "Uncles, this is Yan Qing, my partner."

"Humph."

Although they obviously looked down on Yan Qing, they just rolled their eyes with a grunt and didn't say anything else.

Yan Qing glanced at Yin Sheng who was beside him. He didn't expect Yin Sheng to be the most prestigious among this group of relatives despite his young age.

A few words made this group of people automatically shut up.

The sound of the old man coughing came from the room.

Yan Qing looked at Yin Sheng suspiciously, blinked his eyes, full of curiosity about the people inside.

"Go, go see grandpa."

Yin Sheng pinched Yan Qing's four fingers, and led him into the back room. The furnishings in the back room kept the classical style of the past. In the innermost room, there were two layers of soft cushions on the big mahogany bed, and an old man with gray hair lay halfway down.

"Grandpa." Yin Sheng stepped forward, "This is Yan Qing."

"This is the child of the Yan family?"

Yan Qing followed Yin Sheng to the bedside, and found that the old man was radiant and staring at him, so he quickly lowered his eyes and bowed his head politely: "Grandpa."

"You—" The moment he saw Yan Qing, Mrs. Yin's pupils dilated and he clapped his hands twice.

"As expected of being a child of the Yan family, you look exactly like your grandfather when you were young!"

Yan Qing had never met anyone from the Yan family, so he couldn't help touching his face in confusion, did they really look like that?

The pleasantries didn't last long. Mrs. Yin was very satisfied with Yan Qing, the "granddaughter-in-law", and led the two of them to chat for a long time.

However, the content of the conversation was mostly about the company's affairs, and Yan Qing had only a half-knowledge of it, so he had to listen in silently.

"Since the two of you have settled this matter, you can't treat others badly." The old lady Yin was there, and covered Yin Sheng's hand with Yan Qing's, "I won't force the wedding, but this certificate must be obtained."

"Yan Qing must be allowed to marry in legitimately."

Yin Sheng nodded happily, and held Yan Qing's hand: "Of course, we will get the certificate after we go to the hospital to see our mother-in-law tomorrow."

Yan Qing was at a loss, but when he heard the word "hospital", he still stared at Yin Sheng excitedly: "You mean, you can go to the hospital to see my mother?"

His Yan family's biological mother didn't know where to travel, and now the only one in the hospital is the adoptive mother who just finished the operation.

"Your mother-in-law brought you up, so you must go to see it before you get your certificate."

"Then, let's go tomorrow morning, okay?"

The boy's eyes like the night sky were suddenly filled with twinkling starlight. Yin Sheng's Adam's apple rolled when he was watched by such eyes, and he nodded in a strange way: "OK."