Go, Big Brother! Earn More Money Back!

[Isn't this a bad idea?]

The corners of Shen Fangli's mouth, which had just turned upward, stiffened.

How is it bad?

[With just a voice recorder and a slip of paper matching birth dates, it amounts to a moral issue at most.]

[The police will just lecture her and that's it.]

[Meanwhile, Dad Shen smashed this place up pretty badly. The police might even want to question him.]

Yan Xianjue shook his head, feeling that calling the police at this moment was truly a method of killing eight hundred enemies while losing a thousand of one's own.

He felt that Dad Shen might have been so angry that his brain stopped working properly.

Hearing this, Shen Fangli felt it made sense, but to let her second aunt off just like that—she was truly unwilling.

*

The moment the words "call the police" left her mouth, Shen Fangli's second aunt quieted down instantly.

Yan Ci finally found an opportunity to speak.

He tactfully reminded them, "Family matters of President Shen are best handled back at home."

"Although the restaurant provides very strict training on the confidentiality awareness of its waiters..."

"We cannot guarantee it's 100% leak-proof." Dad Shen took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressing that wave of anger.

"Lili, what do you think?" Shen Fangli looked up, revealing a resolute gaze: "Dad, I will absolutely not enter an arranged marriage!"

Dad Shen nodded. He never had any intention of making his daughter go through an arranged marriage in the first place.

He had built up this family business from scratch, and everything in the future would be left to his daughter.

He didn't even care whether Shen Fangli wanted to get married in the future or not; how could he possibly let her marry for the sake of interests!

Especially a family like the Lin Household, which sounded completely absurd just listening to it.

Just look at what was written on this paper—bringing prosperity to the family. Is your family selecting an empress? You even need all four corners of fortune, prosperity, longevity, and happiness to be complete.

"As for second aunt." Shen Fangli paused. What Yan Xianjue said wasn't without reason, but she still wanted to call the police.

"I also think we should call the police. Since second aunt could even think of recording audio, I want to ask the police to help investigate. Maybe they can dig something else up."

Shen Mom wanted to object, but was directly cut off by Dad Shen: "We can't even finish eating this meal today. You go home with Lili first."

"Don't answer any phone calls from your family today."

Shen Mom nodded. She also knew that today's matter was her second sister's fault to begin with.

Her personality was a bit weak, but she wasn't a fool.

She understood her husband's implicit meaning: she was not allowed to ask anyone to help bail her sister out.

Fearing that her mom would be fooled again, Shen Fangli hurriedly stepped forward at Dad Shen's words and hooked her arm through her mom's.

Disregarding her second aunt's obstruction, she led the person outside.

Once outside, she discovered that the waiters out here had actually been cleared out.

*

She sniffed with a hint of gratitude, turned back, and waved at Yan Xianjue: "Young Master, I bothered your meal today. I'll treat you to milk tea tomorrow."

Yan Xianjue waved casually. The person had been arranged to leave by his big brother, and it had nothing to do with him.

Although his big brother was cold by nature, whenever he wanted to befriend someone, he could handle every detail to absolute perfection.

No one could possibly pick out a single flaw.

*

After asking Yan Yi'an to help him call the police, Dad Shen kicked away the woman who was crawling and grabbing at the cuff of his trousers on the ground.

He didn't have any rules about not hitting women here.

He pressed his brow. Although he had long anticipated that contacting his wife might mean she harbored malicious intentions,

he never expected that she would target his daughter.

It seemed that over the years, he had displayed far too gentle a temper.

"Stop crying." Dad Shen rebuked.

This woman's crying made his brain ache.

"With this petty matter of yours, you'll go inside to squat for five days at most." Dad Shen leaned in close to her ear and threatened: "If there's a next time, I'll find someone to break your son's legs."

Shen Fangli's second aunt instantly revealed a terrified expression.

She shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, Little Shen—no, President Shen, we're relatives after all! My son is Little Si's nephew!"

"Little Si doesn't have a son, she'll still need my son to provide for her in her old age!"

"Pfft."

Yan Ci covered Yan Xianjue's mouth with one hand with lightning speed.

Yan Xianjue struggled twice, but couldn't break free, so he could only complain in his heart: [Why cover my mouth? With President Shen's net worth, whatever he leaves to Shen Fangli will be enough for her to lie flat and coast through life without even starting a business.]

[Does she even need that gambling addict of a son of hers to provide for Shen Mom?]

[This is the first time I've ever seen someone make preying on a childless family sound so fresh and refined.]

Yan Ci rejoiced that he had covered Yan Xianjue's mouth in advance.

If President Shen had heard that, wouldn't it add fuel to the fire and make him smash the place all over again?

They were running a small business and couldn't withstand such tossing and turning.

*

"President Yan, I'm truly sorry for letting you watch a joke."

Dad Shen stood up and smiled apologetically at the Yan family.

"I'll foot the bill for today's meal to help everyone calm their nerves."

Seeing that the excitement was over, Yan Xianjue returned to his listless state.

He remembered Fatty Bro, who was still in the back kitchen.

[Slurp! Has Fatty Bro not finished dismantling the king crab yet?]

[So slow. A whole fight was finished arguing out here already.]

[No wonder they only open a few tables a day; Fatty Bro's hand speed just won't cut it.]

Yan Ci: "..."

Does your Fatty Bro know you're slandering him behind his back like this?

Yan Yi'an smiled faintly: "It was just our Xianjue talking too much. There's no need to pay the bill. President Shen, go tend to your business first; we won't disturb you any longer."

Yan Xianjue unhappily retorted in his heart:

[I was only speaking the truth.]

Yan Ci dragged him toward the exit: "Dad and Mom already went back to the private room just now. If you wait until they finish eating, they won't leave any for you!"

[Second Brother is vicious indeed!]

Yan Xianjue let out a startled cry, no longer needing to be dragged as he walked quickly back to the neighboring private room.

Only Yan Yi'an and Dad Shen were left behind to exchange a few more polite pleasantries.

If one ignored the pool of human sludge that was Shen Second Aunt, the scene looked exactly like a multi-million-dollar contract being negotiated at some high-end banquet.

Yan Xianjue inadvertently turned his head back and caught this exact sight.

[Go, Big Brother! Earn lots of little money back!]

*

Yan Ci dispatched a waiter to the Shen family's private room to calculate the damages.

The police arrived very quickly, and the person who came was naturally not Ji Heng.

Instead, it was another policeman whom Yan Xianjue did not recognize.

Hearing the voices coming from outside, Yan Xianjue sighed inwardly.

[Big brother seems to know so many police officers.]

Yan Father remained unconcerned. As the person in charge of the Yan Corporation, it was completely normal to frequently encounter accidents.

Maintaining a good relationship with the police force was also something a qualified person in charge ought to learn.

Yan Xianjue sat properly in his seat and discovered that Dad and Mom were simply drinking soup.

[Darn it, I was actually tricked by Second Brother!]

He thought indignantly.

[Then I won't tell Second Brother that the stock he recently bought is actually being used by the male lead to milk shares, ultimately resulting in him losing his shirt down to the last penny.]

Yan Ci hooked the corner of his mouth. Is there any possibility that he had already heard it?

Yan Father and Yan Mother exchanged a glance. It seemed the male lead was making quite a substantial move.

It was better for his moves to be big; if his moves were small, how were they supposed to grab his tail?

Yan Ci similarly blew on his soup and took a leisurely sip.

He had been outmaneuvered by the male lead once. If he didn't return the favor, wouldn't that just prove Yan Xianjue's words true?