Old Master Lin's thoughts on the matter were still unknown to Father Yan.
The Yan Household's schedule for this Mid-Autumn Festival holiday was packed.
Early in the morning, Yan Xianjue drove out to pick up Shen Fangli. They would meet the others at the airport.
Mother Yan directed people as they stuffed his trunk full of gifts.
Yan Xianjue rubbed his nose. "Mom, isn't this a little over the top?"
"I'm just picking her up at the gate."
It wasn't like he was visiting the Shen Household.
"Besides, Uncle Shen was supposed to leave on a business trip today anyway."
Mother Yan shot him a glare. "Whether President Shen goes on a business trip is his own business. But whether your manners are proper shows how seriously you take this."
Yan Xianjue quickly raised his hands in surrender, saying that as long as his mother was happy, he had no objections.
Yan Yi'an, the very culprit behind President Shen's business trip today, calmly replied to work emails on his iPad.
Only after seeing that Yan Xianjue's trunk was nearly full did he speak up. "Mom, it's about time. Let Xianjue head out first."
Mother Yan checked the time and clapped her hands. "All right, that's about enough. Xianjue, hurry up and get going."
At that moment, Yan Xianjue experienced the same frustration Yan Ci often felt.
He had gotten up early in the morning, yet he still had not managed to leave. Was that his fault?
Of course, it could not be his mother's fault either. After pondering for less than half a second, Yan Xianjue decisively pinned the blame on his eldest brother. So it was all his eldest brother's fault!
Yan Yi'an had no idea that Yan Xianjue could put on such an elaborate inner drama just from