Madam, she's a full-time boss

There is also a more important point, just now she asked "grandpa" instead of "Yelao", but Fu Yunchen didn't ask who her grandfather was, and directly said, "I've heard of it, but it doesn't count as acquaintance."

Obviously he knew that the "grandpa" she was talking about was Ye Lao.

But at present, she and her grandfather only know each other in private, and have not made it public, and she has never mentioned it in front of Fu Yunchen.

So here comes the question, how did he know about the relationship between her and Yelao?

At this moment, Gu Nanyi suddenly felt that Fu Yunchen was hiding something deep, and her understanding of him might only be the tip of the iceberg.

The car stopped in front of a luxurious villa.

There were two guards standing straight in front of the door. Seeing an unfamiliar vehicle, one of them stepped forward.

The car window rolled down slowly, and the guard saw Gu Nanyi at a glance.

"Miss Gu is here, please come in." The guard immediately pressed the electric door.

The iron door opened slowly, Gu Nan unbuckled his seat belt, and said to Fu Yunchen: "Master Jiu, you go back first, I can go back by myself later."

Fu Yunchen responded, and Gu Nan opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as the guard personally led Gu Nan into the villa, the car outside the door did not drive immediately.

Fu Yunchen stared at Gu Nanyi's leaving back with deep eyes, and after a few seconds of meditation, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Where are the people?"

People over there seemed surprised.

"Why did you suddenly take the initiative to call me?"

"Something happened."

There was silence for a few seconds: "Hilton Hotel, someone will meet you when you come."

Fu Yunchen hung up the phone, started the car and turned around, the black car was quickly submerged in the night.

Another guard watched the black Bentley leave and picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Butler Chen, that person has already left."

"Okay, I see." Steward Chen stood at the door of the villa, looking at the figure walking not far away.

He put away the walkie-talkie and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Miss Gu."

"Uncle Chen."

"The master is in the study on the second floor, and the young master is also there. I'll take you in."

"Okay!" Gu Nan nodded

come to the study

Ye Lao looked at Gu Nanyi with a smile all over his face.

"Nan Yi, you're here, come quickly to Grandpa." Ye Lao waved her over.

As soon as Gu Nan walked to the desk, he looked towards the row of bookcases against the wall to the east, and saw a thin figure sitting on the floor, with a porcelain-white face set off by a white sweater, as if carved out of jade.

Although only six years old, this child has an indescribably calm temperament all over him.

Looking away, Gu Nan looked at Ye Lao: "How is Ayu?"

The little boy was holding his own notebook to write and draw, but when he heard Gu Nanyi's voice, his long and thick eyelashes twitched slightly.

Ye Lao looked at A Yu, and said happily: "Recently, I found that when I called A Yu's name, he reacted. Although he still doesn't communicate with others, he can occasionally look at me."

Gu Nan nodded a little: "It means the effect of acupuncture last time was good."

At this time, the boy sitting on the ground suddenly stood up and walked towards Gu Nanyi.

Ye Lao and Chen Bo stared at him in astonishment.

"Ayu!"

Gu Nanyi looked calmer, standing where he was, with a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The little boy walked up to Gu Nanyi, staring at her silently with eyes as bright as black jewels. He picked up the notebook in his hand and handed it to Gu Nanyi.

Gu Nan glanced at the dense numbers on the notebook, and raised his eyebrows clearly.

"I have a problem and need me to help you answer it?"

A Yu still kept those big black and white eyes open, and didn't speak.

But his actions have shown the idea.

As soon as Gu Nan reached out to take the notebook, A Yu hurriedly handed over his pencil.

"I wrote down the idea of ​​solving the problem in the blank space." Gu Nan held the notebook and quickly wrote down the detailed idea of ​​solving the problem in the notebook.

"Here." After writing, she returned the notebook to its original owner.

A Yu stretched out his small hand to take it, and watched it carefully for a while. Although his face was expressionless, his focused expression could make people feel that he was very happy at this time.

"Nan Yi, Ah Yu really likes you, maybe you are the only one who can let him see more." Ye Lao sighed.

Housekeeper Chen on the side was also shocked and said: "Yes, the young master rarely meets people's eyes. Even the master, the young master, and the young lady will not cause such a big reaction from the young master."

Gu Nan reached out and rubbed A Yu's soft hair, which was as comfortable as a kitten's hair.

"Although Ah Yu doesn't speak, we should be regarded as like-minded friends."

Although A Yu is autistic, it doesn't prevent him from being a genius, and the world of a genius is doomed to be lonely, she feels deeply.

It is very difficult to find a friend with the same frequency.

Ye Lao smiled and said, "Nan Yi, Grandpa wants to find a suitable time to disclose your identity to the public. When do you think it is more appropriate?"

Gu Nan fell into deep thought.

Beigang Yejia's reputation is too great, she was originally a low-key personality...

If she recognizes her grandfather publicly, many people will pay attention to her, which is the last thing she wants to see.

Although she was reborn with the body of the original owner at this time, Gu Nanyi looks almost the same as her original appearance. The current situation in Beizhou and Xizhou is complicated, and her predecessor is still No. 1 on the Illuminati hunting list. .

It's ridiculous to say that 500 years have passed, and Nibiru's reptiles still refuse to let her go.

Therefore, before her energy is completely recovered, she can only choose to be a low-key person. It is best that the fewer people in this world know her existence, the safer she will be.

"Grandpa, I don't want to disclose my identity to the public yet."

"Oh? Do you have any ideas? Talk to grandpa." Ye Lao was puzzled.

Yelao also has his own ideas. He owed his daughter back then. Since her daughter was lost at the age of two, the father and daughter have never seen each other again. Not taking good care of his daughter is the biggest regret in his life.

Now that he found Nan Yi, his granddaughter, he was so happy.

He hopes to make up for the lack of his daughter to this child, let everyone know that Nan Yi is the daughter of his Ye family, and no one can bully her again.

"Grandpa, I know that you want to disclose my identity to the public for my own good, and I prefer to live an ordinary and simple life. The status of a famous lady daughter is like a double-edged sword. There are gains and losses. What you gain is exposure and other people's attention. Envious eyes, lost is the original self and freedom, for me, freedom is more important."

After hearing Gu Nanyi's explanation, Ye Lao fell into silence.

After a long time, Ye Lao let out a long sigh: "Okay, I respect your decision."

He turned and walked to the desk.

As if he had expected the child's decision, Ye Lao took out the things he had prepared in advance.

"If you refuse to reveal your identity to the public, Grandpa wants to give you something, and you must accept it."

As soon as Gu Nan looked at the yellow file bag in Yelao's hand, a thought flashed in his mind.

Grandpa wouldn't want to give her company or real estate shares, right?

As soon as I thought about it, I heard the old man say: "There are several real estates here, Beigang and the Imperial Capital Heping City each have two villas, and you like to go to the ghost market. In your name, by the way, the Haitang House is also given to you, and the operation of the entire Haitang House will be handed over to you from now on."

As soon as Gu Nan froze in place, it was really what she thought, and it was far more exaggerated than she thought.