CHAPTER 1156: CHAPTER 232: EYES HEALED, HEART LOST (PART 3)

Yan Nanmo pulled her close by the waist: "Am I old? Do you want to give it a try? Hmm?"

"Not yet, but look, you have grey hair at your temples."

The two were being affectionate when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Zhuang Xiyue startled and quickly pushed Yan Nanmo away, tidied her clothes, and coughed: "Who is it?"

"Aunt Zhuang, it’s me."

It’s Yun Ya, Zhuang Xiyue glared at Yan Nanmo, stood up, and walked over to open the door. Yun Ya and Yan Song stood hand in hand at the entrance. When they saw Zhuang Xiyue come out, they smiled: "Aunt Zhuang, I fell asleep this afternoon, I’m sorry."

Zhuang Xiyue smiled and pulled her in: "What are you sorry for? I can’t exactly pull you out of bed, can I."

Yun Ya saw Yan Nanmo and politely smiled: "Uncle Yan."

Yan Nanmo smiled and nodded: "Yun Ya’s here, chat with your Aunt Zhuang while I discuss something with Ah Song."

With that, he turned and went inside. The house had three rooms; the bedroom was on the right, the study on the left, and the middle was the guest lounge, with a more antique and elegant decor.

Yan Song glanced at Yun Ya, then followed behind Yan Nanmo to leave.

Zhuang Xiyue pulled Yun Ya to sit down: "Have you had dinner?"

Yun Ya smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Yan personally made noodles."

"That rascal, he’s good at cooking, but we’ve never had the chance to taste his cooking; only you have this luck, even I, his own mother, have never tasted it." Zhuang Xiyue said sourly.

"Ah Song is way better than his dad. Your Uncle Yan hasn’t stepped into the kitchen since he got married."

"How did Brother Yan get so good at cooking?" Yun Ya asked curiously.

Zhuang Xiyue laughed: "I’m lucky to have foresight. When Ah Song graduated from junior high school during summer vacation, I signed him up for a training camp on wilderness survival. This kid trained hard for a summer, got stronger, and his cooking improved a lot."

"Oh, so that’s how it is."

Zhuang Xiyue held her hand and laughed: "I’ve just picked a date, and it’s set for January 18, that’s in over twenty days, by then we’ll need to prepare dresses and such. If you have people you’d like to invite, let me know, and I’ll send the invitations out."

Yun Ya shook her head: "I have no family or friends, let’s proceed as Aunt Zhuang thinks best."

Zhuang Xiyue looked at her with pity: "From now on, we are your family."

In the study, Yan Nanmo glanced outside, warmth in his eyes: "Did you see how much your mother likes this daughter-in-law? If you dare treat her poorly in the future, your mother and I won’t spare you."

Yan Song slyly rolled his eyes: "Saying it is as good as saying nothing. Would you treat my mom poorly?"

Yan Nanmo laughed; this son was like him.

"Yesterday, your mother took Yun Ya to see Elder Shu." Yan Nanmo changed the subject.

Yan Song leisurely sat in the chair, his eyes lazy: "I know."

Yan Nanmo raised his brows: "What do you think?"

"He won’t give up easily; turning passive into active. Are we waiting for the enemy to come to us?" Yan Song sneered.

"Elder Shu is Counselor Xiao’s man; it could be tricky to move against him." Yan Nanmo intentionally wanted to test his son.

Yan Song disdainfully curled his lip: "Then let them destroy themselves. Why keep a disobedient dog?"

Yan Nanmo looked at him in surprise: "After so many years, trust between them can’t be easily broken."

"If there’s no gap, create one. Isn’t Old Shu keen on finding husbands for his granddaughter? Then let’s fulfill his wish; there’s a Counselor Xiao’s only son who is of marriage age."

"That’s pretty ruthless."

"Without venom, one can’t be a true man, you were the one who told me that." Yan Song smirked, stood up: "Enough talk, I have to accompany Yun Ya to see the great-grandfather."

After a couple of steps, he said: "I’ll handle this matter; you find someone suitable to replace Old Shu, can’t stand him for long, let him scram."

"Do you have plans for where you’re going next?"

Yan Song waved: "We’ll discuss it later."

The two came out of Zhuang Xiyue’s room, Yun Ya’s eyes were joyfully squinting. Yan Song glanced at her and smiled: "What did Mom tell you? You look so happy."

"Mom has set the engagement date, it’s on the 18th of next month." She suddenly covered her mouth, shyly lowering her head.

A muffled laugh sounded overhead, Yun Ya lifted her gaze to glare at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Song embraced her waist, pulling her into his arms: "I’m laughing at how smoothly you call her mom."

Yun Ya pushed against his chest, glanced around: "So many people around, mind your manners."

"I’m holding my own fiancée, who dares say a word?"