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

This year passed quickly, Yan Qing had just rested for two days, and quickly plunged into intensive review.

The expected Yan family's parents did not visit, and Yin Sheng was busy with work. Gradually, life returned to calm.

It's just that when Yan Qing was studying, he occasionally went to the city library to borrow a medical-related book to read.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Forber received the newly arrived ingredients at the back door.

The doorbell rang.

Yan Qing scanned down from the second floor, but didn't see Uncle Fu, so he stepped on his slippers and walked to the door.

He first looked into the cat's eye, and there was a man and a woman standing outside, well dressed, about 40 to [-] years old.

Could it be Yin Sheng's relative?

Yan Qing secretly thought, since the bodyguards let them in, they should not be strangers.

The doorbell rang again.

Only then did Yan Qing slowly open the door, and asked suspiciously, "Excuse me, who are you two?"

The woman in the dark blue dress frowned disdainfully, and questioned Yan Qing in a sharp voice: "Who are you? You don't even know us? That child, Yin Sheng, is he trying to enjoy the blessings of everyone else, and put the outside Have you brought all the canaries home?"

Cold sweat broke out on Yan Qing's forehead, who are these two people?

He has been in Yin's house for so long, except for Yin Liang, he has never seen anyone who is so rude to Yin Sheng.

The middle-aged man frowned, thinking that Yan Qing was an insignificant servant, and reminded his wife dissatisfied: "What are you panicking about? We are here to be guests, not to catch rape."

After speaking, the two walked into the living room quite familiarly, and sat on the black patent leather sofa.

Seeing Yan Qing standing still, the woman raised her voice angrily: "Little friend, why are you standing there, serve tea."

Yan Qing pouted, thinking that since he was Yin Sheng's guest, it would be inconvenient to argue with them.

He even actually made a pot of English black tea for the two weird guests.

"Looking at your bushy eyebrows, big eyes, and knowing and interesting appearance, it's no wonder Yin Sheng likes it." The woman gathered her high bun and said casually, "Is your wife there?"

"Mrs?"

Yan Qing was suddenly a little dazed. Yin Sheng's parents died early, and Grandma Yin was gone. Now the only person who can be called Mrs. Yin is him.

Seeing that Yan Qing was silent, the woman urged him anxiously: "It's Yan Qing, he is the wife of the Yin family, don't you know?"

Yan Qing raised his head, stared at the woman's face carefully, and found that there was a small mole exactly the same as himself on her neck under the ear.

He suddenly realized, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

This is the first time he met his biological parents.

Yan Qing got up gracefully, put down the tray with a smile: "You two, I am Yan Qing."

The woman didn't react at first, and after waiting for a while, she suddenly opened her eyes wide: "You, you are, you are Yan Qing?!"

Yan Qing nodded slightly: "Yes, I am Yan Qing, is it strange?"

Of course it's strange.

In the hearts of the Yan family, Yan Qing, who grew up in a slum, should have oily hair that can never be washed clean, cowardly eyes, and a timid demeanor.

How could it be this generous, neither humble nor overbearing young man in front of him? !

Madam Yan swallowed, and reconfirmed with difficulty: "Are you really Yan Qing?"

Yan Qing lowered his eyes: "Of course, otherwise, who do you think I am?"

"Is it Yin Sheng's little lover raised outside, who came in and lived in Yin Sheng's private house?"

Yan Qing sighed helplessly: "The two of you can be considered to have watched Yin Sheng grow up. I'm afraid you know who Yin Sheng is better than me, right?"

The Yan family and his wife met each other with wry smiles on their faces.

Madam Yan gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "It's really a flood that washed into the Dragon King Temple. The family doesn't know the family."

Yan Qingnunu smiled gracefully, but said nothing.

His expression was [-]% imitated from Yin Sheng's, perfectly expressing his disdain for Yan's parents.

Master Yan pursed his lips tightly and gave his wife a wink.

Mrs. Yan immediately took Yan Qing's hand, and warmly held him with a smile, "You child, why don't you call when you see your parents?"

Yan Qing's eyes were gloomy. Although he had been prepared for a long time, when he suddenly faced these two biological parents who had been separated for a long time, he couldn't say a word.

Uncle Fu happened to come out of the back kitchen and saw Yan Qing fidgeting in the living room, he immediately stepped forward to rescue him: "Master Yan, the master called just now and asked you to go to the study to take a document for him."

"Oh, good! I'll go right away." Yan Qing couldn't wait to leave his "parents", ran to Yin Sheng's study without looking back, and closed the door tightly.

He let out a long and relaxed breath, turned on his phone, and sure enough, Yin Sheng sent him a message.

[Yin Sheng: I'll be back soon. 】

Yan Qing held the phone to his chest, straightened his chest, and took a deep breath vigorously.

After a few back and forth, he turned on his phone and sent Yin Sheng a message back.

【Yan Qing: Alright, I'll wait for you. 】

He opened the door of the study room, glanced down at Yan's parents who were sitting on the sofa chatting with Uncle Fu, walked quietly to the bathroom, and observed his own face in the mirror.

It has to be said that the power of blood relationship is still very strong.

Yan Qing's nose is very upturned, the same as Mrs. Yan's high nose bridge, and the position of the light brown mole under the ear is almost the same; and his lips are the same as Master Yan's lips, thin, with a cold face and no smile When it is, it looks very cool.

Uncle Fu went upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door, Yan Qing opened it slowly, and smiled calmly: "Uncle Fu."

"Do you need me to help you deal with them?" Forbe asked thoughtfully.

Yan Qing shook his head, and took Uncle Fu's arm with one hand: "It's okay, I'll go down right now."

His straight back made Uncle Fu feel distressed, but he couldn't leave the guests in the living room, so he had to follow Yan Qing downstairs.

Madam Yan waited for a long time, and when she saw Yan Qing coming downstairs, she was even more smiling: "I was the one who was rude just now. I haven't seen you in so many years. If you call me mother all of a sudden, I definitely can't say it."

Yan Qing carefully observed Mrs. Yan with a gentle smile. Although she couldn't tell what the other person was thinking, at least on the surface, this woman was gentle and kind, and she was completely different from when she first met.

Yan Qing couldn't help thinking in his heart that such a Yan Zhenghui, who was so eager to take the lead in everything and showed all his feelings to the outside, would have been raised by this woman herself.

"Uncle Fu, when are you young masters coming back?" Master Yan who had been silent all this time suddenly asked.

Uncle Fu leaned over slightly: "The young master is on his way, and he will be back in about 10 minutes."

"It seems that Yin Sheng is very kind to you." Mrs. Yan took Yan Qing's hand and rubbed it gently, "Is it because you are afraid that we will bully your own flesh and blood?"

"How could it be, I'm afraid the young master has neglected the two of you." Uncle Fu responded neither humble nor overbearing.

Mrs. Yan squinted at Uncle Fu, took Yan Qing's hand and asked him: "Yan Qing, how have you been in Yan's house these days? Are you still used to it?"

Yan Qing silently withdrew his hand, with a cold expression: "I'm used to it, both Yin Sheng and Uncle Fu are very kind to me."

"Look at what you're saying, as if we're not treating you well." Master Yan said gruffly.

The two of them were tender and offensive, while the other was stern and hard, blocking Yan Qing's chance to speak abruptly, it was really embarrassing.

"Don't make too much noise and scare the child." Madam Yan gazed at Yan Qing's face tenderly, "Then Yin Sheng, did you tell you about the company?"

Yan Qing's eyes were piercing and his smile was calm: "I said so."

As soon as the words fell, the two people seemed to have finally revealed their fox tails, their eyes were shining.

"what did you say?"

Yan Qing was amused, these two old foxes were going around, just to make him speak well for the Yan family.

But he still had to pretend not to know on the surface, and replied foolishly: "I don't remember either, anyway, Yin Sheng was just talking, and I forgot the next day."

"How could you forget it!" Master Yan yelled at Yan Qing with a bad breath.

The voice was so loud that even Yin Sheng at the door heard it.

"What happened, why are you so angry?" Yin Sheng strode in, pulled Yan Qing who was forced to sit next to Mrs. Yan, put his arm around, and took Yan Qing to sit on the loveseat sofa. The Yan family's parents kept some distance between them.

The moment Yan Qing saw Yin Sheng, his heart fell firmly in his stomach when he raised his throat.

He quietly hooked Yin Sheng's hand with one finger, and stared at Yin Sheng with a smile in his eyes.

"I'm late, sorry." Yin Sheng stroked the broken hair in front of Yan Qing's ear with his hands.

"It's okay, I can handle it." Yan Qing quietly approached Yin Sheng and said in a low voice.

The two just sprinkled the dog food like no one else, and Uncle Fu smiled cheerfully beside him.

On the other hand, the Yan family couple could only sit on the sofa, looking at their "natural son" and Yin Sheng's deep affection, feeling uncomfortable.

"Ahem." Master Yan finally couldn't help coughing.

Only then did Yin Sheng turn his head, and nodded politely at the two of them: "You two came to visit suddenly, please forgive me for not entertaining you well."

He naturally took the teacup in Uncle Fu's hand, his eyes lowered: "Supposedly, I was supposed to take Yan Qing to see the second elder, but I didn't expect to trouble you two to come here in person."

"What's the trouble? Isn't it my child?" Mrs. Yan raised the corners of her lips unnaturally, and casually said something perfunctory.

The two of them have never even appeared in person from Yan Qing's recognition of their ancestors to their marriage. Others don't know about it, but Yin Sheng knows it very well. At this time, they can't play any family drama of fatherly kindness and son filial piety in front of Yin Sheng.

It's okay for this kind of drama to fool Yan Qing, a brat, but it's absolutely impossible to deceive Yin Sheng.

Madam Yan clutched the hem of her skirt in embarrassment.

"If it wasn't for Yan Qing's adoptive mother who was in a hurry to spend money, we wouldn't be living abroad, so we would have done this marriage."

Master Yan was quite calm, and he directly blamed Yan's mother.

Yan Qing's eyes widened, and when he was about to speak, Yin Sheng pressed him down.

"They are your parents, you don't have to make a sound, I'll do it." Yin Sheng's voice was like a needle that calmed the sea, calming Yan Qing's anxious heart.

"Mother-in-law is not feeling well, but fortunately she has turned the corner, thank you both for your concern."

"Yue, mother-in-law?" Madam Yan's usual gentle smile was suddenly broken, she gritted her teeth and asked Yin Sheng with a smile, "Nephew, son-in-law, who do you call mother-in-law?"

"Naturally, the person who took care of Yan Qing through hard work is worthy of calling mother-in-law."