Even though Yan Nangui is quite a scoundrel, he’s very good at sweet-talking people, making those young girls die for him. He’s also skilled at coaxing the elderly. The old master, given his age, often prefers not to fuss over things, so he falls for Yan Nangui’s tricks. Hearing this, he chuckled and took the box: "Alright, let me see what Gui-er has brought me?" When he opened the box, inside lay a hundred-year-old ginseng, clearly of superior quality. "It’s large in size, bright in color, with long, strong, and mature roots. This hundred-year wild mountain ginseng is indeed rare," Zhuang Xiyue, who was quite knowledgeable and experienced, commented. Old Master Yan laughed heartily: "Good, Gui-er has put his heart into this." "As long as you, Grandpa, live a long life, what does a wild mountain ginseng count as!" Yan Nangui sat down and swept his gaze around: "Wasn’t it said that Ah Song had returned? Why haven’t I seen him?" Meng Shujing laughed: "Seventh Brother might not know yet, but Ah Song has a fiancée now. He’s probably with his beautiful bride at the moment." "Oh? Ah Song is engaged already? Whose daughter is she? Didn’t expect the kid to beat me to it," Yan Nangui asked with interest. Zhuang Xiyue set down her chopsticks and said coldly, "The marriage I arranged for him earlier; Seventh Brother shouldn’t know her." "If Third Sister-in-law doesn’t tell me, how would I know?" Yan Nangui raised an eyebrow and laughed: "Third Sister-in-law has great taste; I believe Ah Song’s fiancée must be a beauty...." This tone was lewd and wanton, which thoroughly annoyed Zhuang Xiyue. She stood up and said, "I have eaten enough, Grandpa. I just remembered something, so Nanmo and I will head off first. Aunt, Uncle, enjoy your meals." After speaking, she pulled Yan Nanmo away without looking back. Once out of the dining room, Zhuang Xiyue was fuming and gritting her teeth: "Old Seven and Fourth Uncle are truly like father and son; their flirtatious demeanor is identical, it makes me sick, and he dares to think of our Yun Ya, without even considering his own conduct." Yan Nanmo wrapped an arm around her shoulder, soothing her in a gentle voice: "Didn’t you already know their nature? Don’t take it to heart, you’ll only hurt yourself." "I just can’t let it go; how can Fourth Aunt endure both father and son?" The more she thought about it, the more indignant Zhuang Xiyue became: "I can’t live here any longer. After staying with Grandpa for two days, I’ll have Yun Ya move in with me." Too many phony people around, lest difficulties arise later. "Fine, we’ll do as you say. Don’t worry, I’ve arranged for someone to protect Yun Ya secretly; she’ll be fine." The dinner party ended on a sour note, and Yan Nangui sauntered out of the dining room, heading towards his own suite. At the end of the hallway, a figure stood silently. Yan Nangui raised his eyebrows and walked over with a smile: "Is Fourth Sister-in-law here specially waiting for me?" Pei Xinyi quietly turned around, her gentle and graceful features appearing extremely elegant in the night, with her brow and eyes slightly touched by the coolness of wet snow, blurring the expression in her eyes like a mist. "In the past, your roguishness was one thing, but you must not meddle with Ah Song’s fiancée. Third Brother and Third Sister-in-law won’t let you off, and neither will Ah Song. He’s grown up and is no longer the Ah Song of before. The people in the second branch of the family have always been sentimental; you should know the kind of consequences you’ll face if you provoke them." Yan Nangui suddenly leaned in closer, cornering her, and bent forward with a smile. Their cheeks were almost touching. Yan Nangui’s eyes were wicked and playful, while Pei Xinyi’s gaze was lowered, her expression as cold as ice. "Fourth Sister-in-law, are you concerned about me?" One hand gently lifted Pei Xinyi’s chin, her gaze resting upon him impassively. "Oh? If it’s not out of concern, then why warn me? Fourth Sister-in-law, you’re becoming increasingly charming." He then moved to kiss her, but Pei Xinyi turned her head, and his kiss fell short, landing on her shoulder instead. Inhaling deeply: "Such fragrance...." "Help me with something," Pei Xinyi looked up at the night sky, with flashes of starlight dancing in her eyes. "Hmm? Is Fourth Sister-in-law negotiating terms with me?" "If I weren’t at my wit’s end, I wouldn’t come to you. Xiao Qi, you’re too dangerous, but I know you’re far stronger than anyone imagines." "Why doesn’t Fourth Sister-in-law ask Fourth Brother, then? I’m sure he’d be very willing to help you." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fire.net "Forget it if you don’t want to." Pei Xinyi pushed him away and was about to leave. Yan Nangui suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back: "What are you prepared to offer in exchange with me?" Pei Xinyi bit her lip: "What do you want?" His finger lightly grazed her back, feeling the slight shiver in the woman in his arms, with an evil glint shining in his eyes: "Seems like Fourth Brother is indeed quite a dull brute, being with him, doesn’t Fourth Sister-in-law feel wronged?"