He was on fire at the apex of Yan Ye's heart

Yue Huai stayed in the living room downstairs, and asked him to rest before the banquet, but he didn't refute, but he definitely couldn't fall asleep at this time, so he just waited in the living room.

Cheng Mo accompanied him, with a serious expression on his always laughing face.

The living room clock struck twelve.

It's already midnight.

Yan Chen came down from upstairs, his handsome face, which was always dignified and undisciplined, was a little cold.

After he got down, he looked at Cheng Mo, "Go and call Yan Taiyuan and ask them to come over."

Cheng Mo's heart skipped a beat, he responded, and went to the side to make a phone call.

Yue Huai got up, looked at Yan Chen, "Do you want to eat?"

Yan Chen shook his head, and pulled Yue Huai back to sit on the sofa.

He seemed a little tired, with a look of weariness on his brows.

After sitting on the sofa, he leaned over and lay down on Yuehuai's lap.

"Huaihuai."

Yue Huai pressed his temples with her fingers, and replied slowly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Chen closed her eyes, brewed for a long time, and said a little awkwardly, "How much longer?"

Yue Huai lowered her eyes, feeling a little depressed, "One week at most."

Yan Chen laughed hastily, "My brother won't be with you this week."

I always think that life has only gone a little way, and he still has a long time to accompany grandpa, so knowing that grandpa has been looking forward to him, he always runs out.

But he didn't expect that there was only such a little time left for him.

Yue Huai said hello, lowered her eyes slightly, but saw a gleam of water flashing across the corner of Yan Chen's eyes, slipping into her temples.

His heart suddenly hurt.

Yan Taiyuan came very quickly, within four or ten minutes, he rushed into the living room in a hurry.

Seeing Yan Chen lying on the sofa, he frowned and scratched, ignored him, and went upstairs directly.

Tang Meiyu also went up.

Yan Shao snorted coldly at Yan Chen.

Only Yan Chao asked Yan Chen with concern, "Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

Yan Chen didn't open his eyes, "Grandpa is upstairs, you go up by yourself. I'm fine."

Yan Zhao glanced at Yan Chen, swallowed what he wanted to say, and went upstairs.

Mr. Yan was sitting on a recliner on the balcony, the windows that were usually closed were open, and the sky was full of stars outside.

The old butler was by his side.

As soon as Yan Taiyuan entered the room, he scolded displeasedly: "It's so cold, what are you doing with the window open? I don't know if the old man is in poor health?"

Before the old butler could respond, the old man Yan waved his hand first, "What's the trouble, I'll get out of the way."

Yan Taiyuan choked for a while, "Dad, you are not in good health, how can you blow your hair?"

The old man Yan opened his eyes, his gaze was still sharp, "You care so much. I asked you to come here for something."

As soon as Yan Taiyuan looked up, he realized that there was still a lawyer standing beside him.

His eyelids twitched, "It's midnight, what's the matter? By the way, Dad, let me tell you something first."

After speaking, he winked at Tang Meiyu.

Tang Meiyu immediately took out the Thousand-handed Jade Buddha, "Dad, this is the Thousand-handed Jade Buddha I borrowed from the Bai family. I heard from Tai Yuan that people from the Aoshi Group are coming. With this Thousand-handed Jade Buddha, we The Jasper Square will definitely win the world-defying list."

The old man Yan glanced at him not very interested, and motioned for the old housekeeper to help him up, his voice was low.

"What happened to Biyufang has nothing to do with you. You must have read the previous property distribution statement. I called you here today to announce the suicide note."

Yan Taiyuan felt anxious, "Dad, you are getting old and your mind is confused. Do you really want to give Biyufang to that prodigal son of Yanchen?"

He did read the property distribution document, and it clearly stated on it that he would give Biyu Fang to Yan Chen, which is why he hurriedly asked Meiyu to ask Bai Wan to borrow the Thousand-Handed Jade Buddha.

Yan Shao also said anxiously: "Grandpa, Yan Chen, how can he manage Biyufang well, and it will be fine if he doesn't sell Biyufang, you can't be so confused."

Mr. Yan raised his eyelids, his sharp eyes fell on Yan Shao, and he said sharply: "I'm not dead yet, you are in charge of me. It's been so many years, have you forgotten what Biyufang is all about?" Whose thing is it?"

Yan Taiyuan condensed, stumbled and said, "Dad, you can't say that, the Biyufang is also in our hands to flourish."

After the old man Yan scolded the sentence just now, his strength seemed to be drained, and he sat weakly on the side of the bed.

Ignore them, and directly said to the lawyer: "Give them the will, let them go after reading it, and call me Yan Chen."

The lawyer handed over the will.

Mr. Yan has quite a lot of property under his name. Except for the old house of Yanjia and Biyufang which were left to Yan Chen, the others were left to Yan Taiyuan and the three of them.

Yan Taiyuan looked at the content above, and his forehead twitched.

What does he want other things for? What he cares most about is Biyufang.

He wanted to say more, but the old butler made a gesture of invitation and kicked them out forcefully.

downstairs.

Yan Taiyuan looked at Yan Chen whose eyes were still closed, anger flashed in his eyes, and he threw the will heavily on the sofa.

"I don't know how you coaxed the old man to give you Biyufang, but how capable you are and how big things you are, if you can't keep Biyufang, be sensible and hand it over as soon as possible."

Yan Chao frowned disapprovingly, "Dad..."

Yan Taiyuan glared at him, "Shut up. Eat what's inside and out. Yan Chen, did you hear what I said?"

Yan Chen slowly raised her eyelids, her peach blossom pupils were extraordinarily cold with a cold light.

"Have you said enough? Grandpa is still here, I don't want to quarrel with you. Get out when you've said enough."

Yan Shao clenched his fist angrily, and swung it towards Yan Chen.

Before he got there, he was kicked on the calf bone, the pain made his vision blur, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Yue Huai retracted her legs, her porcelain white face showed no expression, but her eyes were sharp.

"Can't understand human language? Need a beating?"

The corners of his eyes were stained with banditry, and he was so crazy.

Tang Meiyu quickly helped Yan Shao up, and said angrily, "Where did you come from? Yan Chen offered you up, and the old man likes you, but that doesn't mean you can play wild in Yan's house."

She had already found out from Bai Wan that Yue Huai was a boy from the countryside with no background at all.

So she relied on her enthusiasm to protect him.

But the old man is gone soon, how long does he think Yan Chen can protect him.

Yue Huai was a little bored, she raised her sharp eyes and looked at Cheng Mo.

"Throw them all out."

Cheng Mo had long been displeased with Yan Taiyuan and the others, so he picked up Tang Yuanyuan's arm and threw it out.

Yan Taiyuan wanted to stop him, but he dodged.

Seeing this, Yan Taiyuan could only follow out in a hurry.

Yan Shao wanted to make a move on Cheng Mo, but Cheng Mo pushed his knee on his lower abdomen.

Under the severe pain, his face was covered with cold sweat, and his body was bent into a shrimp shape.

Cheng Mo leaned over to Yan Shao's ear, and said in a sullen tone, "It seems that Third Young Master Yan didn't eat enough last time, and he wants to eat again."

Yan Shao's eyes widened suddenly, trembling all over, "You...it's you..."

The voice was exactly the same as that of the person who arrested him.

Cheng Mo sneered, picked up Yan Shao, and threw him outside the door, "Get out of here, mess with our boss again, just wait and see."

Yan Chao didn't stop him all the time, but when Yan Shao almost fell, he helped him up.

It's not that he doesn't want to stop it, but he knows that Yan Chen has grievances against their family, and if he doesn't express it, he's worried that in the future...

The old man Yan asked the teacher to deliver the will, and then asked the old housekeeper to serve him and fell asleep.

His face was still ruddy, but there was a dying air between his brows.

Yuehuai didn't go back to the hotel, but told Mr. Yue, and stayed in the old house to accompany Chen.

Five days later.

The old man went to the banquet.

That morning, Yan Chen went upstairs to ask Mr. Yan to have breakfast, but he never went downstairs.

Yuehuai went upstairs, only to find that Mr. Yan was lying on the bed, he was out of breath.

Yan Chen was sitting by the bed, staring blankly at Mr. Yan in a daze, with a blank expression on his face.

Yue Huai pursed her lips, and pressed her palm on Yan Chen's shoulder, "Brother, should I ask Cheng Mo to prepare?"

Yan Chen seemed to have just come back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and responded lightly.

The coffins are all ready, and the shrouds have also been prepared in advance.

After Cheng Mo received the news, he asked the old housekeeper to do it.

The coffin remained in the mourning hall for three days.

For the past three days, Yan Chen has been kneeling in front of the mourning hall, without eating, drinking or sleeping.

The person was visibly haggard with the naked eye, and lost a whole circle of weight.

Mr. Bai also came, bringing Bai Xingmian with him.

Seeing Yan Chen like this, he sighed, and patted Yue Huai's shoulder, "Little friend Yue, please be careful. This kid doesn't look serious on the surface, but he's really honest."

Bai Xingmian looked at Yue Huai, a little stunned, with an incredulous expression.

After leaving the mourning hall, he couldn't help asking old man Bai, "Grandpa, did you know Yuehuai?"

Old Master Bai's heart was heavy, and he was not in the mood, so he responded perfunctorily, "I saved my life before."

Bai Xingmian's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that some time ago, when my grandfather went to Shanghai to find the jade pendant left by his grandmother, he suffered a heart attack and almost died.

The person who rescued Grandpa was Yue Huai?Is this too coincidental?

Could it be that Yuehuai knows medicine?

But immediately, he denied this possibility again, with a slightly disapproving expression.

Maybe it was just a phone call and an ambulance, but it was saved.

The old man Yan was buried.

Yan Chen slept for three days and only ate one meal a day during this period.

Yue Huai asked Gu Suyu and Mr. Yue to return to the Shanghai stock market first, and he stayed in the imperial capital to accompany him.

Cheng Mo also has something to do there, so he can't stay for a long time, and runs between the base and the old house every day.

Changed to a stone and stayed with me all the time.

Three days later, Yan Chen finally woke up. He still looked haggard, but he looked refreshed.

Yue Huai was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom playing with her mobile phone, and raised her eyelids when she heard the sound of Yan Chen getting up.

"woke up?"

Yan Chen pressed his forehead, remembered something, and laughed again, "Are you tired after being with brother for so long?"

It's back to normal.

Yue Huai walked over slowly, raised Yan Chen's chin, stared at his face, paused, and pecked his lips again.

"A little bit, do you want to pay with meat?"

Yan Chen couldn't help laughing, her peach blossom eyes curved into a faint smile, and she squeezed Yue Huai's hand and rubbed it.

"Pay. Wait until you graduate."

Yuehuai: "..."

Gee.

It's hard to get some sleep.