Fortunately, they should be meeting him soon.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Chenyan didn’t eat anything else. He just sat there with a gloomy expression, leaning against the chair, waiting for someone to come down.
He was curious to see what kind of soup this Yu Qing had given his second brother.
Just a useless sacrificial offering, yet it made him come out to invite him to eat multiple times.
It’s worth noting that calling someone for a meal, such a trivial matter, didn’t require his personal presence. A few instructions to the servants would have sufficed.
Yet, early in the morning, he was awakened and told to do all this.
Yang Chenyan was well aware of what Yang Chenjin meant.
It was just to use him to tell the other members of the Yang family not to mess with this ‘sister-in-law’ whose husband had died.
Before, Yang Chenyan didn’t see Yang Chenjin respecting Yang Chenfeng so much. Now that he’s dead, this man suddenly started caring about him.
Could it be a sudden realization of conscience, wanting to highlight his kindness?
Truly laughable.
The distance to the third floor wasn’t great, and even though Ruan Qing’s room wasn’t on the side facing the hall on the third floor, the servant didn’t take more than three minutes to reach the door of Ruan Qing’s room.
The servant, not daring to waste time, urgently knocked on the door. The tone was much more respectful than before. “Mr. Yu Qing, the Third Young Master is calling you downstairs for breakfast.”
In the room, Ruan Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Why call him twice?
Yesterday, when the original owner was here, he was only called once.
Did something unexpected happen?
Ruan Qing concealed the expression in his eyes and replied in a low, hoarse voice, “I said I’m not hungry.”
However, the servant didn’t give up. Instead, he knocked on the door again. “Mr. Yu Qing, please come down. Otherwise, the Third Young Master will be angry.”
As the servant spoke, his voice carried a hint of fear. “If the Third Young Master gets angry, the consequences will be severe.”
In the Yang family villa, other than Master. Yang and Second Young Master, he had never seen anyone provoke the Third Young Master for a second time.
Ruan Qing paused. Third Young Master?
Yang Chenyan?
Yang Chenyan was calling him down for breakfast?
Strange, too strange.
The original owner’s memories vaguely recall encountering Yang Chenyan once, and it’s clear that Yang Chenyan didn’t particularly like the original owner, completely ignoring his presence.
Logically, he shouldn’t be calling for him like this.
Could it be that the person who just entered his room was Yang Chenyan?
Ruan Qing didn’t want to go down, but not going down was obviously not an option.
The original owner had a proud and sharp-tongued personality. If others spoke to him in this manner, he would definitely respond in kind.
However, it’s different in the Yang family. The original owner wanted to give Yang Chenfeng a proper send-off, and he wouldn’t be foolish enough to provoke Yang Chenyan.
So, regardless of whether Ruan Qing wanted to or not, he must go down.
Ruan Qing could only lower his voice, imitating the original owner’s tone, and impatiently said, “Got it.”
Even though Ruan Qing said this, the servant didn’t leave until Ruan Qing opened the door, and only then did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.
As Ruan Qing walked to the corridor on the third floor, he glanced at the people sitting at the dining table out of the corner of his eye.
Su Zhen and Li Shuyang seemed to be absent.
Ruan Qing breathed a small sigh of relief and then followed the servant downstairs.
Originally, the players were cautiously observing the interaction between the little girl and Yang Chenyan. However, when they saw the young man slowly descending the stairs, they were all stunned.
The young man was dressed in a simple white T-shirt, with delicate features and a slightly raised phoenix eyes, giving off a breathtakingly gorgeous aura.
Although it was already bright outside, the chandeliers in the villa’s hall were still on. The warm light illuminated his exposed skin, making it appear even more fair and delicate, as if covered with a layer of exquisite filter.
He was so beautiful it seemed unreal.
Even in the luxurious and dazzling villa, it couldn’t conceal the young man’s breathtaking beauty, as if a beauty from a painting had stepped out.
At this moment, the young man seemed immersed in his own world, with a hint of melancholy and sadness between his eyebrows, revealing a trace of vulnerability.
It involuntarily tugged at the nerves, making people want to soothe his sorrow.
Wanting to wipe away the sadness and pain from his eyes.
Also wanting to embrace him, to freely kiss him.
Although the young man appeared to carry an untouchable cleanliness and purity, this appearance stirred a desire for dominance in the depths of one’s heart.
Players stared fixedly at the young man, unable to connect him with Yu Qing based on the information they had received. After all, this person was far different from what they had imagined.
Their gazes involuntarily fell on the young man’s lips, which were rosy and almost seductive.
No wonder the young master would elope with him.
Almost anyone would find it hard to resist him.
The young man seemed like he was born to be cherished in the palms of others.
The barrage in the live stream exploded.
[My goodness! Is this the one the young master eloped with!? The one who snatched the little loli’s fiance?]
[Just a moment ago, I thought the young master was blind for abandoning the little loli. Turns out, it’s me who’s blind. If it were me, I’d carry him away even if it meant eloping overnight on a train!]
[I didn’t know a good wife when I see it; I mistook the loli as a treasure. I admit I spoke a bit loudly just now. He isn’t a shameless third party; he is clearly my little treasure!]
[If I were the young master, I wouldn’t let myself die even if I had to! Sob, sob, sob, after all, if I die, who will give him ‘happiness’?!]
[Young master, go in peace. I believe the young master wouldn’t want to see his wife left alone and helpless. I’m healthy; let me do it! I’ll definitely take care of this sister-in-law!]
Yang Chenyan frowned slightly as he glanced sideways at the slowly approaching young man. The annoyance in his eyes deepened.
He impatiently tugged at his own collar, making a dissatisfied sound.
It seemed like the shirt he wore at the top was making him uncomfortable.
Players only seemed to snap out of it when they heard Yang Chenyan’s voice. They retracted their gazes one after another, not daring to continue staring at the young man.
After receiving the attention from the people below, Ruan Qing frowned slightly, seemingly a bit displeased, but ultimately said nothing.
The dining table was long, and Yang Chenyan sat in the main seat with no one beside him. Even Shen Baiyue sat four seats away from him.
As for the players, they were even farther away, starting to sit from the end of the dining table. Even Shen Baiyue was separated by several seats.
The dining table directly split this group of people into three parts: the players, Shen Baiyue, and Yang Chenyan.
Ruan Qing didn’t approach Yang Chenyan, but headed towards the players instead.
He intended to find a seat with one empty space between him and the players.
However, halfway there, he felt someone tugging at the hem of his clothes.
It was Shen Baiyue.
Fortunately, they should be meeting him soon.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Chenyan didn’t eat anything else. He just sat there with a gloomy expression, leaning against the chair, waiting for someone to come down.
He was curious to see what kind of soup this Yu Qing had given his second brother.
Just a useless sacrificial offering, yet it made him come out to invite him to eat multiple times.
It’s worth noting that calling someone for a meal, such a trivial matter, didn’t require his personal presence. A few instructions to the servants would have sufficed.
Yet, early in the morning, he was awakened and told to do all this.
Yang Chenyan was well aware of what Yang Chenjin meant.
It was just to use him to tell the other members of the Yang family not to mess with this ‘sister-in-law’ whose husband had died.
Before, Yang Chenyan didn’t see Yang Chenjin respecting Yang Chenfeng so much. Now that he’s dead, this man suddenly started caring about him.
Could it be a sudden realization of conscience, wanting to highlight his kindness?
Truly laughable.
The distance to the third floor wasn’t great, and even though Ruan Qing’s room wasn’t on the side facing the hall on the third floor, the servant didn’t take more than three minutes to reach the door of Ruan Qing’s room.
The servant, not daring to waste time, urgently knocked on the door. The tone was much more respectful than before. “Mr. Yu Qing, the Third Young Master is calling you downstairs for breakfast.”
In the room, Ruan Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Why call him twice?
Yesterday, when the original owner was here, he was only called once.
Did something unexpected happen?
Ruan Qing concealed the expression in his eyes and replied in a low, hoarse voice, “I said I’m not hungry.”
However, the servant didn’t give up. Instead, he knocked on the door again. “Mr. Yu Qing, please come down. Otherwise, the Third Young Master will be angry.”
As the servant spoke, his voice carried a hint of fear. “If the Third Young Master gets angry, the consequences will be severe.”
In the Yang family villa, other than Master. Yang and Second Young Master, he had never seen anyone provoke the Third Young Master for a second time.
Ruan Qing paused. Third Young Master?
Yang Chenyan?
Yang Chenyan was calling him down for breakfast?
Strange, too strange.
The original owner’s memories vaguely recall encountering Yang Chenyan once, and it’s clear that Yang Chenyan didn’t particularly like the original owner, completely ignoring his presence.
Logically, he shouldn’t be calling for him like this.
Could it be that the person who just entered his room was Yang Chenyan?
Ruan Qing didn’t want to go down, but not going down was obviously not an option.
The original owner had a proud and sharp-tongued personality. If others spoke to him in this manner, he would definitely respond in kind.
However, it’s different in the Yang family. The original owner wanted to give Yang Chenfeng a proper send-off, and he wouldn’t be foolish enough to provoke Yang Chenyan.
So, regardless of whether Ruan Qing wanted to or not, he must go down.
Ruan Qing could only lower his voice, imitating the original owner’s tone, and impatiently said, “Got it.”
Even though Ruan Qing said this, the servant didn’t leave until Ruan Qing opened the door, and only then did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.
As Ruan Qing walked to the corridor on the third floor, he glanced at the people sitting at the dining table out of the corner of his eye.
Su Zhen and Li Shuyang seemed to be absent.
Ruan Qing breathed a small sigh of relief and then followed the servant downstairs.
Originally, the players were cautiously observing the interaction between the little girl and Yang Chenyan. However, when they saw the young man slowly descending the stairs, they were all stunned.
The young man was dressed in a simple white T-shirt, with delicate features and a slightly raised phoenix eyes, giving off a breathtakingly gorgeous aura.
Although it was already bright outside, the chandeliers in the villa’s hall were still on. The warm light illuminated his exposed skin, making it appear even more fair and delicate, as if covered with a layer of exquisite filter.
He was so beautiful it seemed unreal.
Even in the luxurious and dazzling villa, it couldn’t conceal the young man’s breathtaking beauty, as if a beauty from a painting had stepped out.
At this moment, the young man seemed immersed in his own world, with a hint of melancholy and sadness between his eyebrows, revealing a trace of vulnerability.
It involuntarily tugged at the nerves, making people want to soothe his sorrow.
Wanting to wipe away the sadness and pain from his eyes.
Also wanting to embrace him, to freely kiss him.
Although the young man appeared to carry an untouchable cleanliness and purity, this appearance stirred a desire for dominance in the depths of one’s heart.
Players stared fixedly at the young man, unable to connect him with Yu Qing based on the information they had received. After all, this person was far different from what they had imagined.
Their gazes involuntarily fell on the young man’s lips, which were rosy and almost seductive.
No wonder the young master would elope with him.
Almost anyone would find it hard to resist him.
The young man seemed like he was born to be cherished in the palms of others.
The barrage in the live stream exploded.
[My goodness! Is this the one the young master eloped with!? The one who snatched the little loli’s fiance?]
[Just a moment ago, I thought the young master was blind for abandoning the little loli. Turns out, it’s me who’s blind. If it were me, I’d carry him away even if it meant eloping overnight on a train!]
[I didn’t know a good wife when I see it; I mistook the loli as a treasure. I admit I spoke a bit loudly just now. He isn’t a shameless third party; he is clearly my little treasure!]
[If I were the young master, I wouldn’t let myself die even if I had to! Sob, sob, sob, after all, if I die, who will give him ‘happiness’?!]
[Young master, go in peace. I believe the young master wouldn’t want to see his wife left alone and helpless. I’m healthy; let me do it! I’ll definitely take care of this sister-in-law!]
Yang Chenyan frowned slightly as he glanced sideways at the slowly approaching young man. The annoyance in his eyes deepened.
He impatiently tugged at his own collar, making a dissatisfied sound.
It seemed like the shirt he wore at the top was making him uncomfortable.
Players only seemed to snap out of it when they heard Yang Chenyan’s voice. They retracted their gazes one after another, not daring to continue staring at the young man.
After receiving the attention from the people below, Ruan Qing frowned slightly, seemingly a bit displeased, but ultimately said nothing.
The dining table was long, and Yang Chenyan sat in the main seat with no one beside him. Even Shen Baiyue sat four seats away from him.
As for the players, they were even farther away, starting to sit from the end of the dining table. Even Shen Baiyue was separated by several seats.
The dining table directly split this group of people into three parts: the players, Shen Baiyue, and Yang Chenyan.
Ruan Qing didn’t approach Yang Chenyan, but headed towards the players instead.
He intended to find a seat with one empty space between him and the players.
However, halfway there, he felt someone tugging at the hem of his clothes.
It was Shen Baiyue.
