What, C-Can There Be Such a Ci!

"Of course Ji the Old Madam refused to acknowledge this suddenly appearing biological daughter. At that time, a woman who gave birth out of wedlock didn't have a good reputation."

Yan Xianjue frowned. "Then didn't they do a DNA test?"

Yan Yi'an said coldly, "They did, so what."

Yan Mother chimed in with disgust, "I was still recovering in the hospital bed on my maternity month back then."

"That fake one passed out on the spot when the DNA test came out, and the Ji Household actually even wanted to transfer my doctor over."

"Mom." Yan Xianjue got up and gave Yan Mother a hug.

He knew that Mom had suffered quite a bit giving birth to him at her advanced age.

Yan Mother patted his back to comfort him. "I gave birth to a cute little darling like you, you have no idea how happy your mom and dad were."

"You were extremely cute when you were little, your two older brothers and two older sisters all looked like red monkeys when they were born."

"Only you, although you were premature, were fair and tender right from birth."

"Aside from having somewhat poor health when you were little, there wasn't a single place that wasn't satisfactory."

Yan Xianjue mentally pictured his eldest brother looking like a red monkey and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Mom!" Yan Yi'an protested.

When he was born, he was still the son of the Yan Household's eldest branch.

His biological mom and dad were busy all day long, so they dumped him on his newlywed younger uncle and aunt to raise.

So! His mom really had seen what he looked like right when he was born.

Yan Mother covered her mouth and smiled. "No more, no more, or your eldest brother is going to fly into a rage out of shame."

Yan Xianjue sat back down, holding back a laugh. "Fine, Eldest Brother, continue."

Yan Yi'an held back and held back, but couldn't help fiercely rumpling Yan Xianjue's hair.

He said viciously, "Don't think you didn't have any dark history when you were little."

"You were especially lazy when you were little, so lazy that even when drinking milk you used your feet to prop it up and weren't willing to move your hands."

"After you learned how to flip over, Mom put you out in the garden to sun your butt, and you still needed my help to flip over."

"And..."

Yan Xianjue: Ahhhhhh stop talking!

Yan Xianjue lunged fiercely at Yan Yi'an, covering his mouth with both hands.

He cried out in a breakdown, "You're not allowed to say it!"

Yan Yi'an blinked and nodded to show agreement.

Eldest Brother never lies.

Yan Xianjue half-believingly put his hand down.

Yan Yi'an swiftly added, "Do you know why you're called Yan Xianjue?"

"Because the last two lines of Who first awakens from the great dream? are A spring nap in the thatched cottage is deep, outside the window the sun is slow."

"It refers to how all you knew how to do all day long when you were little was sleep, sleep, sleep."

Yan Xianjue's face turned completely red, and he looked at Yan Mother for verification.

Yan Mother smiled and nodded.

She pointed at Yan Yi'an and said, "You can't blame your dad and me for this."

"Your eldest brother was reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms at the time, and right as he recited this poem, he said to use this poem to name you."

Yan Father added, "After all, it wouldn't have been good to name you Yan Chi, the sound is too close to your second brother's name."

"Your second brother is a little vinegar jar, saying there could only be one CiCi in the family."

"Pfft hahaha." Yan Xianjue snapped out of the state of rage out of shame in a second.

He mentally pictured a milky-voiced little kid who couldn't even pronounce his sibilants properly yet.

With a straight, smiling face, he said in a milky voice, What, C-Can There Be Such a Ci!

"Hahahahaha."

Yan Xianjue's laughter was deafening and extremely arrogant.

Yan Yi'an thought, it's a good thing Yan Ci isn't here.

Otherwise, whatever the family had to say today, they'd be staging an all-out brawl.

Having finally laughed enough, Yan Xianjue's head was full of Second Brother's dark history.

He prepared to message him and mock him a bit as soon as he got back to his bedroom.

As for his own?

He forgot! He didn't know!

Yan Yi'an waited until he had laughed enough before continuing to finish telling that farce of the Ji Household in one breath.

"Nobody knows what happened afterwards, the Ji people kept a very tight lid on it."

"By the time news leaked out again, it was that Ji daughter who had forced her way to their doorstep, heavily pregnant and driven out of the house, nearly suffering a miscarriage."

"Not a few days later, Ji the Old Master's eldest son was forced to take his mother's surname and go abroad to study."

In truth, it was just making exile sound a bit nicer.

"What about the fake daughter then?" Yan Xianjue asked.

Following the tropes in all those novels he had read, the matter of the real daughter being driven out of the house surely couldn't be without the fake daughter's methods.

Yet how come he had never heard of the Ji Household having a daughter?

Yan Yi'an: "Ji the Old Master discovered that the daughter he had doted on for so many years was actually fake, and in a fit of rage married her far away."

"He even almost divorced Ji the Old Madam over it."

"How come they didn't divorce in the end?"

Yan Yi'an gave a sarcastic laugh. "She might have lost a daughter, but she still had a son named Ji Heng."

"When he was little, Ji Heng was greatly favored by the Old Master, and he was also the Ji Household's only legitimate child born in wedlock."

"But after Ji Heng gradually grew to understand things, he was once tortured by this to an extreme degree."

"This is also why he later stopped going out socializing under the identity of the young master of the Ji Household."

"Instead, he went straight to enlist in the military upon graduating high school."

"At the time, as the young master of the Ji Household, he had many better choices."

"In short, that classmate of yours named Ji Xi is very likely the son of the real daughter who was driven out of the house."

"Ji Heng should be his biological uncle, not his dad."

"Yan Xianjue, did you understand?"

[Good grief, isn't this just that novel about the real and fake daughters!]

Yan Xianjue had a sudden flash of enlightenment.

[So Ji Xi isn't holding the second male lead script, but rather the revenge-for-his-mother script?]

He tentatively asked Yan Yi'an, "If I were to offend the Ji Household because of some matters, what would they do?"

Yan Yi'an fell silent for a moment.

He said with some uncertainty, "They'd probably get angry for a second in a fit of rage."

Yan Xianjue froze, simply unable to believe his ears.

Was this something Eldest Brother could say?

As if seeing right through Yan Xianjue's thoughts, Yan Yi'an smiled. "I'm only twenty-eight, I know some internet slang too."

So please don't make an expression like the sky is falling.

Yan Xianjue stuck out his tongue and tossed his schoolbag to the side.

He assumed the posture of having a heart-to-heart talk with Yan Yi'an.

Yan Yi'an felt as though facing a formidable enemy.

He secretly regretted that he shouldn't have deliberately said that line.

"I know a variety show is currently in preparation."

Yan Yi'an: "Hm?"

"You want to participate?"

[Eldest Brother is having pipe dreams here, why would you send me to a top student variety show, to be the contrast group?]

"I'm not worthy." Yan Xianjue replied indifferently.

Yan Yi'an shrugged. "Fine, continue."

"I want to invest, invest eight... no, five million."

He remembered this variety show was a small production by a newbie PD.

Five million was already enough for him to cram just about anyone into it.

Yan Yi'an nodded. "I can help you contact them."

"And then."

"The person crammed in might have a connection to Ji Heng?" Yan Xianjue said uncertainly.

"You first have to help me confirm that the Ji Household won't come looking for trouble with me."

"That's no problem, Ji Heng has no interest in inheriting the family business, which is practically equivalent to self-exile."

"The rest of them are all illegitimate children fighting each other fiercely at the same starting line."

"Even if they know of Ji Xi's existence, they won't proactively bring a talented grandson before Ji the Old Master."

Yan Xianjue was shocked. "How do you know I was talking about Ji Xi?"

Yan Yi'an: "..."

Sorry, slipped up and let it out by accident.

He forgot that was what Yan Xianjue had said in his inner voice.

But he calmly hooked the corner of his mouth. "You were evasive too bluntly; beating around the bush to hide things only ends up spilling the exact information you wanted to conceal."

"The art of speaking is something you still have to learn."

Yan Xianjue curled his lip, without a shred of suspicion.

Fine, what kind of scheme was he trying to pull in front of someone that shrewd?

There was no telling if the guy had known about Ji Xi's existence all along.

After all, Ji Heng sounded like someone with genuinely upright values.

Knowing he had an older sister, it wasn't very likely he wouldn't look for her, right?

"I have to go ask him first." Yan Xianjue said with some uncertainty.

He hadn't even spoken more than a few words to Ji Xi yet, let alone ask him if he was willing to participate in a variety show.

"Or maybe we won't cram anyone in, just reserve a spot for me first anyway."

"Investment goes ahead whether anyone gets crammed in or not."

Yan Yi'an reminded him, "Five million is a large majority of the funds in your hands, isn't it?"

"If it bombs, you'll lose everything down to your underwear."

"The probability of a newbie PD like this hitting the lottery is not high."

Holding the script in hand, Yan Xianjue was completely unfazed.

Inwardly:

[Don't worry, it'll definitely blow up big.]

Outwardly:

He wore an unhappy expression. "Are you going to help or not, just consider it letting me practice my skills, alright?"

Under the gaze of Yan Father and Yan Mother, Yan Yi'an raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine, fine, I'll arrange it for you tomorrow."

Ever since he became able to hear Yan Xianjue's inner voice, he had grown increasingly out of tricks to deal with this two-faced younger brother.