After the kiss was over, the breathing of both of them was a little unsteady.
Meng Ting leaned his back against the wall and rested his head on Yan Sui's shoulder, it took him a long time to catch his breath.
He raised his eyes to look at Yan Sui, and then his heartbeat accelerated by two minutes. They had actually kissed many times, but every time his reaction was very strong, Yan Sui wanted to help him up, Meng Ting quickly hugged Yan Sui waist, said in a very low voice, "Wait a little longer."
Yan Sui understood the meaning behind Meng Ting's "waiting" after a little bit of comprehension, he put his hand on Meng Ting's cheek, and "waited" with him.
"Okay," Meng Ting let go of Yan Sui, his cheeks were still slightly red, and he poked Yan Sui's chest again, "Let's go back to the room and kiss again." On the street, it's too embarrassing up.
Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting, then suddenly cupped his face again, and kissed him on both cheeks, "Meng Ting, I can't help it." Meng Ting was shy by nature and had a straightforwardness that was different from ordinary people. , he can't stand him at all.
"Huh?" Meng Ting was puzzled, but Yan Sui didn't answer him, took his hand and continued walking.
Soon Meng Ting understood the meaning of Yan Sui's words. They kissed beside the purple lavender field, kissed in front of the wishing pool in the center of the town, and kissed under the old tree with weeping willows supporting the wind...they traveled all over the town , and the kiss made both of them shake their minds.
"Shall we go home?" Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting and asked softly.
"En." Meng Ting nodded, glanced at Yan Sui from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but smile from the corner of his mouth, a sweet, warm smile.
After walking for a while, before reaching the place where they parked, Meng Ting shook Yan Sui's hand.
"Do you have something to say to me?" Yan Sui hesitated to speak a few times, but when he looked over, Yan Sui didn't say anything.
Hearing this, Yan Sui turned his head towards him, gave a soft "um", pulled him closer, kissed his hair, and then said, "Let's go home and talk about it."
"Okay," Meng Ting replied with a smile.
However, the things that make Yan Sui hesitate to speak are not easy, and they are only here on the second day, so they should play happily, but what Meng Ting should know, he doesn't know. Will choose to hide it, Meng Ting has the right to know and should know.
Back at Qiangwei Manor, after dinner, Yan Sui received the bouquet Meng Ting had chosen for him again, holding the bouquet, he led the people back to the room, put the new bouquet into the bottle, he sent the bouquet back yesterday Go downstairs to the living room.
Yan Sui went back to the room again, Meng Ting was not on the sofa, but went to take a shower.
Without further hesitation, he took out the computer again, opened the email from yesterday, turned the mouse, and read it again, his expression gradually becoming serious.
When Meng Ting came out of the bathroom, Yan Sui waved to him, "Come here, let's watch something together."
Meng Ting nodded without thinking too much, walked over quickly, and just sat on the sofa, Yan Sui pulled him into his arms and hugged him, he looked up at him, first smiled, then turned back to look at Yan Sui Open computer screen.
Not long after, the smile on Meng Ting's face disappeared. He stretched out his hand, pressed the mouse button, and then slowly slid down. It took Meng Ting nearly an hour to read this email, and it took him a long time to read it again. He murmured, "So... that's how it is."
He exhaled lightly, his face was so calm that Yan Sui was a little surprised.
Meng Ting let go of the mouse, turned around and hugged Yan Sui, "Yan Sui, thank you."
He lived in such a ignorant way that he didn't know that he was not a child of the Meng family until he died in his last life. He may be an illegitimate child, but he is not an illegitimate child of the Meng family. He just suffered on behalf of others.
If it wasn't for Yan Sui in this life, he would not know. Things that he couldn't figure out in his previous life suddenly became clear like this, but he only had peace in his heart, he thought for a while.
"Although my surname is Meng, I never feel that I belong to the Meng family. They and I have never been a family."
He didn't understand what kind of family members really existed until he met Yan Sui. He can be calm because he no longer has expectations of the Meng family. Without expectations, you will not be hurt more deeply. It was one of the biggest realizations of Meng Ting's previous life.
"I didn't have a family before, but now I have you."
"Yan Sui, thank you."
Meng Ting's tranquility is really peaceful, there is no sadness or even anger and hatred, those are too tiring, he doesn't want to be tired, he just wants to be with Yan Sui in the future, to be together well.
Meng Ting's open-mindedness made Yan Sui feel distressed, he pushed the computer away, then picked him up, and walked directly to the bed.
He put the man on the bed, Meng Ting raised his chin, wanting to visit relatives, but Yan Sui avoided him, he asked with an extremely serious expression, "You are already an adult in terms of age, you can decide whether you want to be with me or not Together."
If Meng Ting asked him to wait, he could wait.
Meng Ting had never been afraid of Yan Sui's seriousness, he continued to lean up, and finally kissed the corner of Yan Sui's mouth, he raised his hand to touch Yan Sui's cheek, "Of course we want to be together."
As he spoke, he pulled Yan Sui down a little bit, kissed Yan Sui's chin again, and whispered softly, "Yan Sui, let's be together."
"I want to..." We are together...
Meng Ting had only spoken halfway before Yan Sui sealed his mouth with his lips. His eyes were red, but it was the kind of reddish color that had been endured to the limit. He never felt that he could be so touched by a word. However, Meng Ting's words had this effect on him.
After the kiss was over, Meng Ting licked his lips, and said the remaining sentence that he felt should be said.
"I don't... understand it very well, but you know it." Because he knew about Xia Guo's same-sex marriage in the research institute, Meng Ting went to check the information, but it was limited, and it was definitely not as comprehensive as Yan Sui's.
Meng Ting is quite frank about this kind of thing, although this kind of frankness does not affect his natural shyness, but the more he is like this, the more confusing he is.
"I know." Yan Sui echoed these words from deep in his throat, and then he pressed Meng Ting back to the bed.
He lowered his head to cover Meng Ting's lips, took his breath in, and plundered it, it was deeper and more lingering than the previous kiss, the tongue intertwined, and the throbbing brought about made the two people's breathing messed up, The chest rose and fell violently, but still failed to stop their entanglement.
Both Yan Sui and Meng Ting's foreheads were sweating, and the breath they exhaled was scalding hot.
Meng Ting's cherry-colored lips were slightly parted, panting continuously, Yan Sui's kiss had already landed on the side of his ear, and the wet feeling scraped across the ear socket, Meng Ting couldn't help but whispered, "Itch..."
Yan Sui let his ear sockets go, but closed his earlobe, Meng Ting slightly bowed his body, this is undoubtedly one of his sensitive spots, "Yan Sui..."
There was a cry in his voice, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his voice, the dark red in Yan Sui's eyes continued to expand, he let go of Meng Ting's earlobe, and the kiss fell on his fair neck again, one after another, while his The thin pajamas on Meng Ting's body were already peeled off with his hands.
Meng Ting narrowed his eyes, but when he raised his hand, he wanted to pick off Yan Sui's clothes, "Your clothes are also annoying."
So he can't be the only one who doesn't wear clothes.
In view of the fact that Meng Ting was too slow to take off his clothes last time, and Yan Sui was already on the edge of his endurance limit, and he couldn't stand such torture at all, so he did it himself, and the clothes fell to the ground one by one, Meng Ting's eyes slightly Opening his eyes wide, he seemed to have finally noticed the difference between whether Yan Sui was wearing clothes or not.
But he wanted to get out, but Yan Sui locked him between his arms, "Do you regret it?"
Meng Ting subconsciously shook his head, but didn't say anything, he was kissed again, this time the kiss was longer than ever before, and it was also more emotional, the body rubbed, the fire that was already burning became more and more intense. The more prosperous.
Thinking of something, Yan Sui opened the bedside table, which was prepared by the housekeeper Li Yuan for the newlyweds.
It was the first time for Meng Ting, and it was also the first time for Yan Sui. Meng Ting didn't understand at all, but he cooperated very well. Whatever Yan Sui asked him, he would answer whatever. Yan Sui's patience was a little inhuman. All the more so in matters.
Although he wanted to completely possess someone, he didn't want Meng Ting to be injured and lie in bed for several days. His patience and gentleness soothed Meng Ting's fear, "Meng Ting, I love you."
Yan Sui said softly in a low voice, then kissed Meng Ting's face again.
"Yan Sui..."
Meng Ting slowly opened his eyes, the shy redness on his face could not fade away, but there was something bright in his eyes, Yan Sui said he liked him, he was happy, but when he said he loved him, he wanted to cry.
"Hey, don't be afraid, I will always love you."
Yan Sui's kiss landed on the corner of Meng Ting's eyes, kissing away the overflowing water.
Meng Ting nodded lightly, and then kissed Yan Sui on the cheek. He was not sure whether he loved Yan Sui or not, so he couldn't just say it casually. He was too stupid to learn to like someone, and he didn't have time to understand how to count it. Love, but he knew that it would not be too long before he fell in love with Yan Sui.
"uh-huh… "
"Easier, no, slower..."
Intermittent ambiguous chant, as well as overly straightforward expressions, made this night in a pink atmosphere, warm and intoxicating, but also embarrassing.
At the end of a love affair that was too exhausting, the two of them cuddled together, feeling the aftertaste and sense of completeness after the union of body and mind, and Yan Sui's kisses fell from time to time, as if they couldn't kiss enough people, and seemed to be expressing things beyond words. emotion.
He fell in love with Meng Ting even faster than he fell in love with Meng Ting, and the intensity of his emotions had already exceeded his expectations, but this was the fact, deep love and hopeless.
After a while, he pulled Meng Ting's arm away and picked him up.
"Let's take a shower before going to bed, or you'll get sick."
Ever since he realized that he had a desire for Meng Ting, Yan Sui had done a lot of homework, but it was useless, when things came to an end, no homework was useless, just now it all depended on the two of them groping for each other, but now it's over and it's time to think about it.
Meng Ting still clung to Yan Sui, then nodded, "My legs are indeed weak..."
His legs were weaker than the last time he was drunk, so he couldn't refuse Yan Sui to hug him and take a bath.
Hearing this, Yan Sui couldn't help but smile, tilted her head and kissed his forehead before continuing to carry him to the bathroom.
"Don't move, I'll be fine."
Yan Sui turned on the faucet to feel the temperature, then pulled Meng Ting into his arms.
Meng Ting looked up at the man, then nodded.
Last time he was drunk and fell asleep and was helped by Yan Sui to take a bath, but this time he was sober the whole time, but they had done more intimate things, it seemed that there was nothing particularly embarrassing about him, but the fact was that his face The reddish color never faded away.
Yan Sui said that Meng Ting raised his hand when asked to raise his hand, and raised his leg when asked to raise his leg. After rinsing off the bubbles, Yan Sui was also responsible for drying his body, and finally wrapped him in a towel and carried him back to the bed.
There was an experience once, and Meng Ting was very cooperative. Yan Sui didn't sweat much this time, looking at the person wrapped in a bath towel with half of his face exposed, he smiled with a sense of accomplishment, and he lowered his head and kissed Meng Ting s hair.
"I'll be back in a minute."
"Okay," Meng Ting replied softly, and when Yan Sui walked into the bathroom, he pulled the quilt over to wrap around his body again.
He blushed and leaned on his knees, and all the shyness that had been suppressed came out in an instant.
Ahhh, he actually did this kind of thing with Yan Sui... and he also acted very frustrated, shouting to stop after a while, did Yan Sui not like it
He touched his hot cheeks, his head was in a mess, he didn't notice when Yan Sui came back.
It wasn't until he was picked up and put down on the bed again that he raised his eyes to look at people.
"Yan Sui, do you not like it?"
"Is there something uncomfortable?"
The voices of the two people almost overlapped, but after hearing it clearly, both of them froze for a moment.
"What don't you like?" Yan Sui asked, and there was no need for Meng Ting to answer his question by himself. He pulled back the quilt, and gently lifted Meng Ting's leg to check for himself. His brows were slightly frowned, although he was not injured and bleeding So serious, but also a little red and swollen.
He put down Meng Ting's legs, looked at his red face, leaned over and kissed him, then turned sideways and rummaged in the bedside table.
"Have sex with my... don't you like it?"
Meng Ting said as he pulled up the quilt to cover his steaming face, but at the same time his eyes were fixed on Yan Sui.
Yan Sui paused for checking the instruction manual in foreign language, then turned around and met Meng Ting's slightly apprehensive gaze, he reflected for a moment, was he too serious and Meng Ting misunderstood him
He lifted Meng Ting's chin, and with his kiss, let Meng Ting understand his intention, "I like it."
"Well," Meng Ting pursed his lips, then nodded, pondered for a while, and said, "Then let's try again tomorrow night?"
Hearing this, Yan Sui's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Okay."
simply can't say no to...
After reading the manual, he called Zhen Han again to confirm. When Zhen Han couldn't help but growl, he hung up the phone in time. It was past ten o'clock at night, and it was five o'clock in the morning in China. On weekdays, the earliest time to wake up is six or seven o'clock.
But he hung up the phone and thought for a while with a dark face before realizing that Yan Sui came over and asked him something, and then his expression became even uglier. As a single cousin who was studying medicine, his experience was too cruel and inhumane!
Yan Sui finished giving Meng Ting the medicine, and then lay down on the bed, hugged him in his arms, and kissed Meng Ting's forehead and forehead, "Good night."
"Good night." Meng Ting replied in a low voice, and then closed her eyes. She was too excited and didn't feel tired at first, but now she was really tired and sleepy, "Yan Sui..."
"Um?"
Yan Sui was slightly puzzled, but he didn't wait for Meng Ting's follow-up words. Two seconds later, the person who called him breathed evenly.
Yan Sui rubbed Meng Ting's hair helplessly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The desire of the body has not been relieved too much, but the satisfaction of the soul is indescribable. This night is their wedding night.
Logically speaking, knowing those things would have somewhat affected Meng Ting's emotions, but those effects were quietly forgotten in a love affair. It was very good and heavy, and I didn't have any dreams.
Meng Ting woke up and wanted to go for a run, but Yan Sui hugged his waist, "Let me see if you can run first."
Meng Ting thought for a while before realizing that Yan Sui wanted to see him, he held his hand that was gradually coming down, and said anxiously, "No need, I can feel it, I'm already healed."
However, Yan Sui's undressing was probably easier than undressing his own, and his pants were stripped within two strokes, Meng Ting couldn't stop him, so he could only pull the quilt over his head and pretend to be dead.
After reading it, Yan Sui dressed Meng Ting again, then wrapped the quilt around him, and hugged him together, "I won't run for a few days, when we go home, I will run with you."
Hearing this, Meng Ting moved himself, and then slowly moved onto Yan Sui, "I'm a man, it doesn't matter to me."
He is not as delicate as Yan Sui thought, the marks on his body can be seen, he was injured a lot, but at those times, he was able to run as usual, the little discomfort last night was nothing to him.
"It didn't matter before, but now it does."
Yan Sui put more effort into hugging him, pulled down the quilt covering his head, and he kissed the corner of his eyes again, "Whether you are injured or sick, I will feel uncomfortable just looking at you, it has nothing to do with whether you are a man or not." Yes, it's okay."
Meng Ting thought for a while before digesting the meaning of Yan Sui's words, "Because you love me, so it's related?"
"Well, I love you."
A smile appeared on Yan Sui's face, and another light kiss landed on Meng Ting's lips.
"I like you, and I'm happy when I see you touching you, but how should I love you?" Meng Ting put his arms around Yan Sui's neck, and then asked in a muffled voice. Know what it is to fall in love.
Yan Sui thought for a while, and really felt that this question was a bit profound and difficult to answer. After a long time, he gently pulled Meng Ting away a little, and replied, "Don't worry about it, when you fall in love with me, you will know gone."
Meng Ting blinked his eyes, then leaned closer to Yan Sui, "I will fall in love with you."
Yan Sui's hand led him away, and he kissed Meng Ting's lips, and then he continued to kiss deeply uncontrollably, as if possessed by a demon.
The two kissed and hugged each other. After waking up, they lay on the bed for nearly an hour. Then they got up to wash up and went downstairs to have breakfast.
After breakfast, they continued to play in another nearby town, but the two of them seemed more inattentive than yesterday. More specifically, they just changed the town and continued kissing.
On the plank road of the bay where the sea breeze blows gently, on the square where hundreds of white pigeons fly randomly, in front of the city wall full of historical charm, any place where they are moved by each other.
In addition to the night that has not yet passed, they lived in Rose Manor for four days. Except for the first night, the rest of the time was late. Meng Ting hadn't run in the morning for four consecutive days. Rejected, the evening walk remains.
Therefore, every evening Yan Sui would receive a bouquet of flowers personally picked by Meng Ting. The fragrance of each bouquet was slightly different, but they were equally likable and fascinating.
When going out for fun, Yan Sui took a lot of photos of Meng Ting, and asked passers-by to take a few photos of them together, Yan Sui planned to pick two of them, one for him to put in the company, and one for them to hang in their bedroom.
"Yan Sui, my cousin said he sent me pictures of hairballs and rhubarb, so I have to send him our pictures."
Meng Ting hugged his phone and pillowed it on Yan Sui's lap, tilting his head slightly to look at Yan Sui in distress, he wanted to see pictures of Mao Qiu and Da Huang, but he didn't really want to send him pictures of Yan Sui.
Meng Ting is not sure if he is in love with Yan Sui or not, but his desire to possess Yan Sui becomes more and more obvious day by day.
"You said I only sent him pictures, is that okay?"
"Yes." Yan Sui rubbed Meng Ting's hair, "You tell him, I said it."
Meng Ting gave a soft "hmm" and thought about it for a while. He sent Zhen Han a landscape photo with the shadows of the two of them, the blue sea and the sky, and the two shadows cuddling together. I didn't see anyone, but I could feel it. Come on.
Zhen Han stared at the photos for a long time, depressed and helpless, but unfortunately his photos were full of frontal photos of rhubarb and fur balls, or photos of playing, but there were no "artistic" photos like shadows.
When Yan Sui met his sister-in-law, she automatically turned on her artistic attributes. It's really... so funny!
"Hahaha!"
Laughter came from the second floor of the pet hospital, startling many cats and dogs.
"Meow meow meow… "
"Wow woof..."
He regained his composure, and then posted this photo on Moments. If there was a frontal photo of Yan Sui and Meng Ting, he would definitely not post it, but posting a shadow would be no problem.
It's better to be abused alone than to be abused by others... Anyway, these people in his circle of friends are also "tortured" by Yan Sui and Meng Ting.
"Yeah, he posted it on Moments..."
Meng Ting originally wanted to post a photo of their family's rhubarb and fur ball being intimate, but when he swiped, he saw the photo he sent to Zhen Han first.
"They're so powerful, so you know it's us." Meng Ting didn't have as many comments as Yan Sui's phone, but Gu Lang Zhongming's eyes were particularly sharp, and he recognized it without thinking too much.
Yan Sui also turned on the phone and swiped it twice, and then he took the phone away from Meng Ting's hand.
"Tomorrow we will leave very early, now, sleep."
Yan Sui himself felt very helpless to compete with his mobile phone, but Meng Ting was taken by Zhen Han and others recently, and he really liked to play in Moments. make him happy.
In the evening, she took the initiative to contact Zhen Han, wanting to see more photos, and she seemed to have left Yan Sui in the cold.
"En," Meng Ting agreed, rolling all over from Yan Sui's thigh to the side of his neck, and moved his upper lip to kiss Yan Sui's cheek, "Do we want more tonight?"
Yan Sui hugged him back and kissed him fiercely, then pressed him into his arms, "I made too much noise yesterday, let's talk about it tomorrow night."
In the past, it was enough for Yan Sui to just endure silently, but now he has to endure with Meng Ting, who had tasted it for the first time, it is much more difficult, his patience seems to have no end.
Hearing this, Meng Ting smiled back and kissed Yan Sui a few times, "Okay."
He knew it, knew that Yan Sui felt sorry for him so he made this decision, this kind of special warmth, warmer than the sun in Qiangwei Manor.
The original plan was that they would stay in Qiangwei Manor for five days, and then return to the capital of Country F for two days. But yesterday, Yan Sui received an invitation from his cousin, and he suddenly recognized a son. This banquet is To rectify his name.
If Yan Sui was not in country F, it would have been nice for people on his side to send congratulatory gifts for this banquet, but it would be different if others were in country F.
They got up at five o'clock, it was still Yan Sui who packed things, Meng Ting went for a walk in the flower field, because his hands were itchy, he picked a bunch of flowers and came back.
"It would be great if it could be made into a perfume..."
Looking at the bouquet in his hand, Meng Ting suddenly said something like this, and then he was stunned.
Originally, he had decided that he would never touch anything related to perfume again in his life, but seeing these flowers and feeling that Yan Sui liked them, he touched them again without knowing it.
Yan Sui came out of the living room and searched around, only to see someone on the long rattan chair by the flowing water lake, Meng Ting was holding a bouquet of white roses in his arms, and his mind was already wandering.
Yan Sui approached and squatted in front of Meng Ting, stroking his hair, with a low and gentle voice, "What? Can't bear it?"
"From now on, we will come to live in July every year. We can stay as long as you want."
Hearing this, Meng Ting's eyes gradually gained focus, he slowly approached, looked into Yan Sui's eyes, and asked very seriously, "Do you like the flowers I picked for you? Do you like their smell?"
Hearing the words, Yan Sui lowered his head and smelled it, felt it carefully, "I like it."
The bouquet Meng Ting handled was very special, he couldn't tell if he didn't like it, although he had never been given flowers before this, nor had he ever used any perfume, but he just liked it.
Meng Ting looked down at the white rose, then smiled, "It's not suitable for you, I'll give you a better one in the future."
Meng Ting who spoke like this was very charming, although Yan Sui couldn't tell how charming he was, but he was still bewildered, he tilted his head slightly, Meng Ting understood it, and moved up to kiss him on the cheek.
Slowly straightening up, Meng Ting stuffed the bouquet to Yan Sui again. Before Yan Sui could hug him well, he leaned over again and kissed his lips directly. He kissed him very seriously, more seriously than ever before. Kissing Yan Sui has to be serious.
When he was picking flowers just now, he also tasted it, and there was a little fragrance of roses in his mouth, a kiss full of fragrance, this is the sweetest memory that they left after staying in the Rose Manor this time.
This time when they arrived at the capital of country F, they took a special plane, and within an hour or so, they arrived at the manor of the Yan family in country F.
Yan Sui led Meng Ting to get off the plane, and Yan Sui's cousin Yan Mu walked over from afar.
"Why are you and I being polite? Rose Manor is just a little bit cleaner, where there is a country, it's fun."
As he spoke, he looked at Meng Ting, pondered for a while, and immediately smiled, "This is... my brother-in-law?"
"He is my wife Meng Ting, you can just call her name." Yan Sui led Meng Ting and walked forward. Yan Mu is thirty-seven years old this year, nine years older than him, and he can't play together on weekdays. . The relationship between him and Yan Mu can't be said to be very good, but it's not bad either.
"That's right, it's strange to call it Fate, so I'll call it by name." Yan Mu knew a little about Yan Sui's temperament, and it was already a face for him to bring Meng Ting here, "Meng Ting, welcome to country F, come here my home."
"Thank you," Meng Ting replied. He didn't look around too much, but the smell from the tip of his nose felt that there were not as many flowers here as there were in Rose Manor, and they didn't bloom as well there. He felt that Rose Manor better than here.
Of course, Yan Sui didn't refute, so he didn't say anything.
While they were talking, a male servant came over, "Mr. Yan, please go over and talk, Mr. Yan."
"It's my dad, he's well-informed," Yan Mu said with raised eyebrows, "Forget it, you go with him to see my dad first, and I'll introduce my son to you later."
Yan Sui nodded slightly with Meng Ting, and then left with the male servant.
Obviously, Yan Mu and his father did not reach a consensus on whether to recognize this son who appeared out of nowhere, so Yan Mu waited here with the attitude of trying to win over Yan Sui.
In a study room, Yan Sui and Meng Ting met the patriarch of the Yan family in Country F. He was Yan Sui's cousin, Yan Jiabo, who was in his sixties. Sui and Meng Ting's expressions softened a little.
"The head of the family sits down and talks."
"Uncle, you're welcome," Yan Sui said, pulling Meng Ting to sit down.
"Hi Uncle," Meng Ting called after Yan Sui.
Yan Framebo was still a little surprised when he saw Yan Sui bring Meng Ting in, but Yan Sui is the head of the entire Yan family, so he is different from his usual juniors, it is his attitude that he brings people here.
What's more, Yan Sui has done quite well these years, exceeding everyone's expectations. He stabilized Yan Shi without relying on their side forces. He has already shown them his strength, which is enough to gain their respect.
"The head of the family came to country F for fun, so there is no need to spoil Yan Mu's interest."
Yan Sui nodded slightly when he heard the words, "Don't worry, uncle, I have my own measure."
Yan framed his expression for a moment, and then laughed out loud, "If Yan Mu is three points better than you, I can rest in peace."
"Uncle's reputation is too high." Yan Sui brought Meng Ting here today mainly because of this uncle's face. Of course, besides that, he also had other things to ask him personally.
"Eight years ago, my aunt was looking for someone in country F. Uncle should know."
Even though Yan Manjia said that she didn't disturb other people, Yan Sui thought that Yan Zhuangbo was not among the others, and she couldn't find someone to rely on those people in their manor. Most likely, she asked Yan Zhuangbo for help.
"Yes, I know."
Yan Zhuangbo nodded and admitted, the smile on his face faded and became serious, "I'm still looking for it all these years, as long as your father is still in country F, or even in a few neighboring countries, I can find it as soon as possible. Time will tell."
He said and shook his head regretfully, "But no, he never came again."
There was no regret on Yan Sui's face, he felt that Meng Ting was holding his hand tightly, he turned his head to look at him and could still give him a comforting smile, just like Meng Ting didn't care that he was not from the Meng family, he was very fond of his father There is no obsession.
He wanted to find an answer, but he just wanted to put some things to rest.
"Uncle, can you tell me that he will still appear in country F... Or, do you know what he has been looking for all these years?"
Yan Zhuangbo looked at Yan Sui, feeling quite surprised in his heart, tapping his fingertips on the table, he was hesitating whether he should say it or not.
He tilted his head to meet Yan Sui's gaze, his expression paused slightly, and it dawned on him that Yan Sui didn't know everything, he came here just to ask him for proof.
"Your father lived in Country F for two years when he was a child. I got closer to him, but I know only a little bit."
He looked at Yan Sui, sighed lightly, and then continued, "You are so old now, you really should know."
But he looked at Meng Ting as he spoke, but he was hesitant about his position in Yan Sui's heart.
"It's okay," Yan Sui said as he grabbed Meng Ting's hand and placed it on his lap.
Yan Zhuangbo slowly leaned back in the chair, and the expression on his face became even more inexplicable. Yan Yu also brought a person to tell him this back then, and he also had the same expression.
They, the Yan family, are all very infatuated, except for his son, who spent half his life wandering around in the flowers. He originally thought that he would go on wandering like this, but he didn't want to suddenly bring back a son, a son who must be recognized.
"Your father is not dead, so it is very likely... he is not dead either."
This is Yan Framebo's guess, but it's not a completely unreasonable guess. Otherwise, with Yan Yu's temperament, it would be strange that he would not stop dying without looking for He Wan.
"Who is he?"
Yan Sui asked, looking down at Meng Ting's hand, the knuckles were slender, not particularly pretty, but it was the most beautiful when holding flowers.
"He Yue, He Wan's lost brother."
The He family is not considered a big family in Haicheng, but it can be regarded as a prestigious family in recent decades. After marrying the Yan family, it has risen even higher and has become one of the richest families.
But even if they borrowed the contacts of the Yan family, there were not many connections with the Yan family. Both of Yan Sui's grandparents were still alive, but even when his grandson Yan Sui got married, they only gave gifts. Very indifferent.
Originally, Yan Sui thought it was because of He Wan, but now it seems that it was because of He Yue, the eldest son of the He family, and his father's true lover.
Yan Manjia felt that it was He Wan who forced Yan Yu to death, and the He family didn't think that it was the Yan family who forced He Yue to death, but Yan Yu lived and died together, no matter how angry they were, they couldn't vent their anger, but the relationship between the two families became more and more cold and alienated. And He Wan is no longer a member of the He family for cocooning herself.