Raised by bigots, I ran away

The time for Yan Yangyang and Yan Yue to make a meal appointment is at 12:[-] noon.

It was less than ten o'clock after getting up and eating in the morning, and Yan Tanyang drove down the mountain with Su Nanchuan. Su Nanchuan saw that the road outside the car window was not leading to the city, and asked doubtfully, "Where should we go for dinner?"

Yan Qinyang reached out and touched his head, and said, "You'll know when we get there."

After driving for more than an hour, the scenery on both sides of the window gradually changed. In the distance were overlapping emerald green mountains, a large lake on both sides of the road, and the sky above the head was as clear as blue, blue without any impurities.

Su Nanchuan stared at the scenery outside the car window, guessing that the place to eat might be a farmhouse.

He turned his head to ask Yan Yang, but Yan Yang just smiled and said, "Do you want to go to the farmhouse to play? I can take you there when I rest next time. I know there is a restaurant in the suburbs of Beijing that has a good environment and you can go sightseeing." The lake is open for fishing."

Su Nanchuan blinked: "So now we're not going to the farmhouse?"

Yan Yang smiled: "No."

While talking, the car drove into a quiet and wide road, and a row of unnamed trees were planted on both sides of the road.The trees have luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun, forming a long green road.

The car drove in, and the shade of the trees entered the car, Su Nanchuan only felt his mind calm down.

After 15 minutes, the car passed through a majestic gate, and after another 10 minutes, a very imposing black gate finally appeared in front of us.

The black door opened automatically when it sensed that the car was coming, and Yan Qinyang drove the car in.

Soon, the car bypassed a big fountain, stopped in front of a magnificent villa, and said solemnly: "We're here, get out of the car."

Su Nanchuan pushed open the car door, then looked at the big villa in front of him in shock.

Su Nanchuan: "This is..."

Yan Kangyang walked over and took his hand: "Yan Yue's villa."

Su Nanchuan was instantly nervous: "Uncle Yan's home?"

Yan Qingyang pulled him up the steps: "Yes."

Su Nanchuan exclaimed: "It's so big!"

I have seen the so-called rich man's house on TV or on the set before, and thought that those are already gorgeous, but I didn't expect Yan Yue's house to be even more exaggerated than those, built like a palace.

Yan Kangyang: "His villa in San Francisco is even bigger, the old man only has the most money and houses in his life."

Su Nanchuan's eyes widened: "Are you saying that he is so poor that all he has left is money and a house?"

Yan Yang raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

While the two were talking, a man in a black suit and black frames walked up to him.

When Su Nanchuan saw someone coming, he immediately struggled to let go of Yan Kangyang's hand, but Yan Kangyang held his hand tightly.

The man in the black suit greeted him all the way with a smile on his face, bowed when he saw Yan Tanyang, and said, "Mr. Yan, you are here, Chairman Yan has been waiting for you."

Then he looked at Su Nanchuan again and smiled: "Mr. Su, hello, I don't know if you still remember me, I'm Secretary Liu."

Of course Su Nanchuan still remembered him. At that time, he and Yan Tanyang also had a meal with Yan Yue, and it was Secretary Liu who greeted them outside the hotel that time.

Su Nanchuan smiled and said, "Remember, hello Secretary Liu."

Secretary Liu led Yan Canyang and Su Nanchuan into the villa, and the three of them stepped into the door of the villa one after the other, but Yan Canyang's hand still did not intend to let go of Su Nanchuan.

Su Nanchuan immediately became more nervous. He didn't expect Yan Tanyang to bring him directly to Yan Yue's home, and he didn't dare to imagine Yan Yue's reaction when he saw the two of them coming in holding hands.

In his heart, he couldn't figure out what Yan Yangyang meant. Did he just come out to Yan Yue directly like this?

But maybe he was thinking too much in his guilty conscience. In Yan Yue's eyes, he and Yan Hanyang were just brothers. Maybe it's okay to hold hands like this?

But after all, they are not young anymore, the two big men are holding hands, this is a blatantly greasy, blatantly telling Yan Yue that you should think more.

So Su Nanchuan struggled again, and whispered: "Brother, it's not good for us to hold hands like this."

Unexpectedly, Yan Yang held his hand even tighter, and said in a low voice: "What are you afraid of? Yan Yue knew that I like you a long time ago. Today I just want to let him see that you are already mine. gone."

Su Nanchuan was startled, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "What did you say?"

At this time, a thick voice came from the front: "Hanyang, Nanchuan, you are here!"

Su Nanchuan hurriedly withdrew his shocked expression, looked forward in a panic, and saw Yan Yue sitting on the sofa in the magnificent hall ahead, looking at them with a smile on his face.

Su Nanchuan bowed to Yan Yue: "Long time no see, Uncle Yan! How are you?"

Yan Yue laughed and said, "I'm in good health!"

He stood up while laughing, walked in front of both of them, and then glanced at the hands tightly held by Su Nanchuan and Yan Hanyang, but said nothing after all, "Nanchuan has grown up too, come on, you guys Sit down and have a sip of tea first, the meal will take a while, it must be hot outside."

Yan Qingyang: "It's okay. We drove here and didn't feel hot."

While talking, Yan Tanyang pulled Su Nanchuan to sit down, Yan Yue also sat down, sat across from them, and began to play with the Kung Fu tea in front of him.

Su Nanchuan was very nervous. When Yan Yue glanced at their clenched hands just now, he felt his heart was about to jump out. He was afraid that Yan Yue would suddenly sulk and ask them what was going on. He was afraid that his gaze would be A knife cut their tightly held hands apart.

Fortunately, Yan Yue didn't say anything, but Su Nanchuan still felt a lot of guilt in his heart, he was cautious, he didn't dare to look around, he didn't dare to look at Yan Yue, he just stared at the tea set Yan Yue was playing with, full of anxiety.

At this moment, Yan Yue poured a cup of tea, and put it lightly in front of Su Nanchuan: "Nanchuan, try it, this is the Longjing that I have kept for a long time."

Su Nanchuan: "Thank you, Uncle Yan."

Su Nanchuan was about to get a teacup, Yan Qinyang gently moved closer to his ear, and said in a low voice, "It's hot."

Su Nanchuan's hand immediately stopped by the teacup, while hesitating, Yan Qingyang picked it up for him, put it to his mouth and blew gently.

Yan Yue, who was sitting across from him, glanced at Yan Yang, apparently misunderstood, thinking that Yan Yang wanted to drink, so he said, "Don't you not like tea? I poured it for Nan Chuan."

Yan Qingyang: "Well, don't drink it, the tea you always make is too hot, I'm afraid he will burn it."

Yan Yue choked for a moment, glanced at Yan Yang, and was speechless.

Su Nanchuan also looked at Yan Yue nervously because of Yan Yang's words, and was relieved to see that there was no other expression on his face.He gently tugged at the corner of Yan Yang's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Brother, give it to me."

Yan Yang: "It's still hot."

Su Nanchuan whispered: "You are not afraid of being hot, and neither am I."

Yan Yang: "Why aren't you afraid? Who was the one who almost got scalded by the soup the day before yesterday?"

When they returned home the day before yesterday, Aunt Fang made soup, and Su Nanchuan burned his tongue when he drank it in a hurry, so Yan Chanyang blew on him for a long time, which made Su Nanchuan's red ears and red heart beat faster at the end...

But at that time, Yan Yangyang did it on purpose. Su Nanchuan felt that he hadn't been scalded too hard, but Yan Hanyang insisted that his tongue was still red, and he used his own method to cool down Su Nanchuan, but the result was getting worse and worse. hot.

Thinking of what happened the day before yesterday, Su Nanchuan blushed slightly, and whispered: "I'm not afraid anymore."

The two little ones were whispering there, their shoulders were next to each other, their heads were tightly pressed together, they were intimate, with a harmony that outsiders could never penetrate, just like that time in Shenqing City many years ago, Yan Yue watched helplessly the close relationship between them and outsiders.

After so many years, nothing has changed.

Even though they were separated for eight years, their intimacy was only worse than before.

Yan Yue sighed softly, and he shook his head lightly, thinking that the worries he had eight years ago had still come true.

That being the case, this is probably fate. Man cannot resist fate, just as he cannot resist losing his beloved woman, and time cannot resist the firm emotion that these two people melt into each other's lives, and cannot separate them.

That's all, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

He can't control it, and he has no position to control it.

Yan Yangyang blew the cup of tea so that it was not too hot before giving it to Su Nanchuan. Su Nanchuan was very embarrassed, drinking the tea while listening to the chat between Yan Qingyang and Yan Yue, and occasionally answering Yan Yue's questions.

After a while, Yan Yue's nanny came over and asked them to eat.

Yan Yue stood up first: "Let's go, dinner is ready."

Several people entered the restaurant, and the table was already full of dishes. Yan Chuanyang put a bowl of soup in front of Su Nanchuan, and said, "The food cooked by my dad's chef is very light, and you should like it."

Yan Yue smiled: "When you are old, you are afraid that all the indicators will exceed the standard in the physical examination. What about less oil, less salt and less sugar, Nanchuan, try it and see if you get used to it."

Su Nanchuan said: "I'm used to eating, and I usually have a very light taste in food."

Yan Yue: "That's good."

The three of them were chatting while eating, Yan Yue was not like the parents of ordinary families, he finally saw the child once, and he would ask about everything from top to bottom, inside and outside, about career and life.

It's not like the parents of ordinary families ask their children about their family background when they see their children bring their boyfriend/girlfriend home for the first time.

The tone of his speech has been gentle and elegant for ten years, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, not like their elders, but like their peers.Su Nanchuan likes chatting with such people very much. After a meal, the tension in his heart has been reduced a lot, and his mood has also relaxed.

After dinner, Yan Yue had something to talk to Yan Canyang, so he called Yan Canyang into the study, while Su Nanchuan, led by Secretary Liu, visited Yan Yue's big villa inside and out.

Yan Yue's villa occupies a very large area. Secretary Liu took Su Nanchuan to visit the villa and then went to the backyard. The backyard was covered by a lawn, and there was a row of transparent glass houses not far away. There is a dazzling light below, like a row of crystals.

Seeing Su Nanchuan staring at the row of glass rooms, Secretary Liu said, "That's our Chairman Yan's private space, and there are many flowers planted in it."

Su Nanchuan was slightly surprised: "Uncle Yan likes to grow flowers?"

Secretary Liu: "It's not that Chairman Yan likes it, but Chairman Yan's wife likes it."

Su Nanchuan was taken aback for a moment, his first reaction was that Yan Yue was married?But then he thought that Yan Yue was so old, he must have been married a long time ago, but he never heard Yan Canyang talk about his stepmother, and Yan Canyang never talked about Yan Yue and his family in front of him, Su Nanchuan Didn't ask either.

Su Nanchuan: "It's a pity that I didn't see Uncle Yan's wife today."

Secretary Liu smiled: "You misunderstood. The wife of Mr. Yan I mentioned is Mr. Yan's mother, who passed away 27 years ago."

Su Nanchuan suddenly realized that the wife Secretary Liu mentioned was Yan Yangyang's biological mother, Lin Yueping, the sister Lin Yuemei had called before her death.

Secretary Liu: "After she passed away, our Chairman Yan guarded her for the rest of his life. There was no other woman in this life, and he always claimed that his wife had passed away."

Su Nanchuan was suddenly surprised: "Dong Yan is so infatuated!"

Secretary Liu: "Yes."

Seeing that Su Nanchuan was interested, Secretary Liu began to tell Su Nanchuan the story of Yan Yue and Lin Yueping.

Su Nanchuan sighed after hearing this.

Secretary Liu: "Mr. Yan said that Mr. Yan has completely inherited his infatuation and single-mindedness. Our Mr. Yan is also an infatuated and single-minded person."