Holding the wrong fake young master to favor without knowing it

Yan Zeshui returned to the villa after his morning run, Xu Sanzui stood at the door and handed over a clean white towel, Yan Zeshui wiped off his sweat a little, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eldest young master, the master and wife will be back today."

After hearing Xu Sanzui's words, Yan Zeshui was a little surprised: "Shouldn't the plan be to come back in a week?"

"It was decided just now." Xu Sanzui raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he rarely showed a very obvious smile. The old butler, who hadn't smiled like this for a long time, didn't intend to keep it secret, he said, "young master found it."

Yan Zeshui's hands that wiped sweat suddenly stopped, and his heart jumped suddenly. He seemed to have heard something impossible just now, did he hear it wrong?

"Uncle Xu, don't make such a joke, okay?" How many times has Yan Zeshui found out about Yan Qingyuan's news, but none of them was true, and he was wandering between repeated expectations and disappointments every time. Every time is full of expectations.

Xu San most seems to know what Yan Zeshui's current disbelief is, no matter what, it is very difficult to make Yan Zeshui trust in so many things.

Afterwards, Xu Sanzui handed Yan Zeshui's mobile phone to the other party, and said with a smile: "Young Master's account is logged in today, you may be able to check the news."

Suddenly, Yan Zeshui's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the phone in disbelief. There were a few messages in the avatar box on the phone that had never received a message, and Yan Zeshui was a little confused.

"Could it have been hacked?" Yan Zeshui's voice seemed to be suppressing his expectations. He really hoped that the person who sent this message was Yan Qingyuan.

"Within more than half an hour when the young master went out for a morning run, the young master logged into the chat tool and replied to everyone who left him messages, including me."

As a housekeeper, he can tell how much the Yan family misses Yan Qingyuan. He has always liked that cute child, so he naturally sent a message to this account that has never received any reply. It's all about daily care, and sharing some interesting things that happened at home, as if this can pass the news of Yan's family harmony to the young master.

However, just now he suddenly received a long reply: Thank you Uncle Xu for sending me these things all the time. I didn’t get to witness it, but you, the housekeeper, are very important to me. When I read these words, it’s like seeing the Yan family. I’m very happy. I’ve been worrying Uncle Xu all this time because I’m not good. Thank you Xu Uncle still misses me.

When he just received the message, Xu San was wondering if it was fake, so he thought for a while and sent the video message. Then, he saw his tanned young master showing a somewhat embarrassed look on the video. Embarrassed look.

"Uncle Xu, long time no see, that... I'm really sorry, you sent me so many messages before I sent you one. Interesting thing happened."

At that time, when Xu San saw Yan Qingyuan and heard Yan Qingyuan's voice, the feeling in his heart finally became real, and the young master came back.

But the phone call between Xu Sanzui and Yan Qingyuan was only a short 3 minutes, but the identity information of the young master had been confirmed, and Xu Sanzui finally felt relieved.

Yan Qingyuan immediately said: "Well, if someone asks, please tell Uncle Xu to tell others, I have been with Brother Yan and Yan Hanhai all the time, and... don't call me young master again in the future Is it? I have changed my surname now, do you still remember Yan Tan? I am Yan Tan's younger brother."

Yan Zeshui listened carefully to Xu Sanzui's retelling of Yan Qingyuan's news to him, fascinated.

"How is he now?" Yan Zeshui's mood subconsciously softened, and when he heard the news that Yan Qingyuan had been found, he instinctively began to wonder if he could go to Yan Qingyuan.

"Young Master Yan seems to have had a hard time, but he is in a good state of mind. He seems to be suffering from twitching, and the soft flesh on his face seems to have disappeared." Xu Sanzui couldn't help but use cute words when referring to Yan Qingyuan up.

Yan Zeshui sighed: "Sure enough, I have suffered a lot."

After all, Yan Qingyuan didn't even finish high school when he ran away. It may be very difficult to find a better job in this society that requires a diploma.

"What kind of work does he do?" Yan Zeshui wanted to know more.

Xu San shook his head lightly: "Eldest Young Master, if you want to know, you can directly ask Young Master Yan, I am sure Young Master Yan will be happy to explain it to you."

Yan Zeshui was taken aback for a moment, but then smiled wryly: "You're right."

Xu Sanzui smiled and said: "I have notified the master and wife about this matter. The master said that there may be jobs in China during this period, so he has to come back."

But Xu Sanzui said so, but the reason why Yan Qisui came back is obvious to all. He has been with the master for decades, how could he not even know such a trivial matter.

The most interesting thing is that the master at that time asked in a cold voice: "Has he replied to all the people who sent him messages?"

When Xu San thinks about it, he finds it interesting. I am afraid that the character of the master and his wife would not do such a thing anyway, so at this moment, the master should not have received the news and he is still a little unhappy that he can receive the message. .

Amidst Xu San's most teasing smile, Yan Zeshui hesitated to hold the phone, and in the end he didn't read the information in front of Xu San, because he always felt that maybe he would be embarrassed.

Yan Zeshui took his mobile phone and walked back to his room.

If it's morning he should be showering and getting ready for work, but today he doesn't want to.

In other words, he might not even be in the mood to go to work today. After working step by step for such a long time, he really wants to be self-willed and go to Yan Qingyuan.

But after calming down, Yan Zeshui knew that he was too impulsive, and he had no reason to leave his job and search for someone who had no blood relationship, but Yan Zeshui found it hard to breathe when he thought of such thoughts.

His rationality tells him that if he wants to be a perfect member of the Yan family and get the approval of his parents, in order to make the process of releasing all his pressure with Yan Qingyuan back then not meaningless, he should get rid of all the mess now thoughts and ideas to work.

He was extremely shocked when he knew that Yan Qingyuan was not his own younger brother, but after time, he gradually regained his senses. Didn't Yan Qingyuan's departure clearly understand that they and Yan Qingyuan can't just pretend nothing happened? live on.

Yan Zeshui turned on his mobile phone, and he sent Yan Qingyuan a lot of messages, but these messages were not so much messages as pictures. He likes to use colors to show his world in his spare time. On this colorful drawing paper Above, he attempted to convey his feelings to Yan Qingyuan.

Yan Zeshui didn't know why he was addicted to painting, but after Yan Qingyuan led him to draw something, he couldn't control it.

Everything started because of Yan Qingyuan, and everything did not end because of Yan Qingyuan.

Yan Zeshui clicked on the message, and unlike Xu Sanzui's long paragraph, his message here is multiple sentences that are not very long.

Yan Qingyuan: Thank you Brother Yan for always caring about my safety.

Yan Qingyuan: I saw Brother Yan’s paintings, and they are really getting better and better. I even think that Brother Yan’s level can go to an art exhibition.

Yan Qingyuan: Brother Yan works so hard and must pay attention to rest. Only a good mind can achieve a good working condition. Brother Yan is an out-and-out workaholic.

Yan Qingyuan: I am safe now, and I am working hard to do my job well. Brother Yan doesn’t have to worry about me.

Yan Qingyuan: Brother Yan, I wish you success in your work.

Although there was a lot of news in the series, Yan Zeshui's mood sank little by little.

He has been looking at this child all the time, how could he not know what is expressed in this child's every move.

Although these sentences look a lot, each sentence is mixed with strangeness and alienation.

Respectful, not at all like a close brother but like a stranger, more like he didn't know how to respond to the words he sent too many messages and was forced to think about the reply, but it made him look like he was deliberately Find him in general.

Yan Zeshui's mood was very complicated, he didn't know what kind of emotion he should use to accept Yan Qingyuan's strangeness.

Yan Zeshui covered his eyes with his hands.

Yuanyuan doesn't like him anymore.

He doesn't want to be intimate with his former big brother anymore.

Did Yuanyuan give up because he was not related by blood, but he... really wanted to sneak to the amusement park with Yuanyuan as before to have a good time.

He is going to be running for three soon, and he will be embarrassed if he can't take Yuanyuan to play around alone.

Suddenly Yan Zeshui was amused by his own thoughts, and then sighed deeply.

This is... retribution.

He deserves what he deserves.

Yan Zeshui's finger tapped the screen of the phone, as if he wanted to send a message to Yan Qingyuan, but he couldn't edit any message for a long time.

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After Yan Qingyuan finished washing, she opened her chat tool and wanted to talk to Brother Yan about going out for breakfast together, but she was suddenly shocked by the message on her mobile phone.

Yan Qingyuan looked at the pile of news in a daze. He never knew that he was so popular?

Among them, the second brother Yan sent him a lot of messages, but Yan Qingyuan read all the messages very patiently, but Yan Zeqing, who had never received a reply to the message, couldn't help knocking on the door.

Yan Hanhai opened the door, because he was still wearing pajamas not long after he woke up, looking very casual.

When Yan Zeqing thought of Yan Hanhai wearing such clothes and staying in the same room with his family's Yuanyuan all the time, he felt annoyed. He really didn't understand why Bai Cai liked to be hugged by pigs every day.

Yan Zeqing passed Yan Hanhai's side and walked towards Yan Qingyuan, dug out the person who was reading the news on the bed, and looked up and down to see if there were any suspicious marks on Yan Qingyuan's body, until he saw that Yan Qingyuan was killed. The place covered by the clothes is white and tender, so I feel relieved.

However, looking at Yan Qingyuan's tanned place, he suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Yuanyuan looks like she has a film on it."

Yan Qingyuan looked at her tanned arms, and smiled: "I also think it's an exaggeration, so I can get such a tan, and it's a world of difference compared to other places, like bringing gloves and a hood. "

Yan Zeqing's eyes gradually softened, and he suddenly stepped forward and rubbed Yan Qingyuan's head, head to head, Yan Zeqing smiled and said: "Don't worry, brother will not let anyone bully you in the future, even if it is the sun."

Yan Qingyuan blinked: "The sun won't bully me."

"It turned Yuanyuan black."

"Being black is not a bully, I feel like I'm more manly now."

Yan Qingyuan's voice fell, and suddenly there was a brief pause in the room.

As soon as Yan Tan came in, he was silent for a while when he heard what Yan Qingyuan said.

Yan Hanhai is still dealing with work that has nothing to do with him.

Yan Qingyuan looked at Yan Zeqing in front of him, the other's silence was simply too uncomfortable.

Yan Zeqing shifted his gaze: "What is Yuanyuan looking at? Why hasn't she responded to my brother's news?"

"I haven't logged into the chat software for a long time. I didn't expect that there are so many messages on it. Brother Yan, you really have a lot of messages." Yan Qingyuan was still tumbling, as if he had to read the messages.

"Because my brother misses Yuanyuan all the time." Yan Zeqing will not let go of any chance to get close to Yan Qingyuan. He has been separated from his beloved brother for too long, and urgently needs to replenish his brother's energy.

Yan Qingyuan's fingers, which were checking the information, paused slightly, and his eyes seemed a little lost: "I know that Second Brother Yan will miss me very much."

Yan Zeqing was sensitive to Yan Qingyuan's loss: "Are you thinking about books?"

Yan Tan who was listening on the side pricked up his ears, book?what book?

Yan Qingyuan nodded. Although he couldn't remember all the details clearly, he knew very clearly that Yan Zeqing was severely injured because of him.

"Yuanyuan." Just when Yan Qingyuan was depressed because of this incident, Yan Zeqing suddenly stretched out his hands and cupped Yan Qingyuan's cheeks, "Don't look down, look at me if you want the answer."

Yan Qingyuan was forced to look at Yan Zeqing with her cheeks held, but this kind of action inexplicably made Yan Qingyuan feel embarrassed and ashamed, and her eyes drifted unconsciously.

Obviously human beings feel embarrassed to keep looking at each other, but Yan Zeqing doesn't seem to have such concerns at all, he can always look directly into Yan Qingyuan's eyes.

"Don't blame yourself for things that haven't happened yet." Yan Zeqing didn't explain too much, the simpler the more powerful.

There was silence in the air for a moment, and Yan Qingyuan seemed to have calmed down. At this time, he was also looking at Yan Zeqing's face who was close at hand, and his mind was full of Yan Zeqing's words.

Yan Zeqing let go of his hand. Although Yan Qingyuan lowered his head slightly, he didn't lower his head completely. He looked at the information on the phone that seemed impossible to reach no matter how much he flipped through, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Yan Qingyuan thought optimistically, he is so dark now, he must not be able to tell that his eyes are red.

"Second brother Yan sent so many messages that I couldn't read them all." Yan Qingyuan said with a slightly teasing tone.

"Then don't watch it." Yan Zeqing stretched out his hand and swiped the exit button of Yan Qingyuan's phone.

Yan Qingyuan immediately said anxiously: "I just watched a little bit, Brother Yan, if you are like this, I won't remember where I saw it!"

"It doesn't matter." Yan Zeqing smiled and approached Yan Qingyuan and put his head on his forehead, "As long as I see Yuanyuan, all these complaints will be in the past tense, I don't care at all."

Yan Qingyuan couldn't help but love Yan Zeqing very much.

Yan Qingyuan believed in the content of the book very much, and so far it was indeed Yan Zeqing who really cared about him, and even asked to take him away.

Yan Qingyuan didn't know how to answer now, if she answered, she would take Yan Zeqing with her after admitting it, just like what Yan Zeqing hoped, but if she didn't admit it, Yan Qingyuan couldn't bear it.

"Hey, did the elder brother send so many messages?" Probably seeing Yan Qingyuan's embarrassment, Yan Zeqing took the initiative to change the subject, he didn't want Yan Qingyuan to have any embarrassment.

Yan Qingyuan opened the message, and what he saw were pictures one by one, but he could understand the meaning of these paintings just by looking at Yan Qingyuan. Yan Zeshui's painting level is constantly improving, although abstraction and Yan Qingyuan have many similar memories Easily recognizable.

Yan Qingyuan's eyes gradually became gentle. This picture of the Ferris wheel was one night when they went back to sit after they had just had a good time. As a result, there was only darkness everywhere because of the underdeveloped development and the night, so it was no experience to sit on it, but Yan Zeshui used a very bright color scheme to render, which means... In fact, Brother Yan had a lot of fun this time.

This picture of flowers is when he was playing with Yan Zeshui in the garden when he was very young. He cut off the flowers one by one from the newly opened roses and tried to make dried flowers but failed. The next day the gardener came to take care of the flower garden I was shocked when I was there, and cried on the spot, fearing that I would be fired if I didn't take good care of the flowers and lost all the flowers. At that time, he was terrified for a while.

The time with Yan Zeshui can be said to be quite noisy. Yan Zeshui is a person with many weird ideas, and he is always the one who has no brains to follow behind Yan Zeshui and do bad things together.

"His talent in painting is outstanding, but it's a pity that he didn't specialize in fine arts." Yan Zeqing took a look and said that he only knew so much about Yan Zeshui's paintings.

Yan Qingyuan didn't answer immediately, but slowly answered the message. He didn't even read all the messages, and he looked as if he didn't want to recall, which was completely different from the attitude just now.

Yan Zeqing frowned slightly when he saw Yan Qingyuan's reply to Yan Zeshui, which was enough for him to see the problem.

After replying to the message, Yan Zeshui didn't reply as if he didn't see it, but Yan Qingyuan seemed relieved, but his small expression didn't escape Yan Zeqing's eyes.

"Why?" Yan Zeqing asked.