Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"Humph."

Tong Wen had a serious face and said nothing more.

Fu Xuhe tried hard to warm up the atmosphere and revive the mood.

"It's a great day. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Xiaoyan, stay at home today. Let's celebrate the New Year together. As for Mr. Shen..."

"I'll have someone clean up a guest room downstairs, please bear with me."

A completely different attitude from before.

Shen Rao looked at Fu Xuhe's smooth smiling face, did not respond, but looked at Qi Yan beside him, asking for her opinion.

"Will you stay?"

"……Um."

Qi Yan was silent for a while before speaking.

"Then I will accompany you."

After saying that, he turned and nodded to Fu Xuhe, indicating that he understood.

Fu Xuhe stared at the intimacy between the two, something flashed in his eyes, and he quickly smiled and told the servants to go, then went to Fu Yun and patted his shoulder.

Fu Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he held his little sister's hand with a little force.

Fu Fu looked at him puzzledly, "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, don't worry, Xiaofu."

Fu Yun’s gentle smile.

Fu Fu inexplicably felt that her second brother was in a bad mood, but her curiosity about her elder sister made her quickly put the matter behind her.

Old Mrs. Fu only stayed for a while before she was helped into the inner room by the little maid who followed her.

Guan Ning followed along, and after settling the old lady down, he was just about to go to the kitchen to see if there was any tea or fruit when he was stopped by a clear voice.

"Aunt, I want to burn some incense for my grandfather."

"...Okay, follow me."

Guan Ning was stunned. She didn't expect this young lady to talk to her.

Shen Rao originally wanted to go with them, but the Fu family had many old-fashioned rules and would not allow him, an outsider, to enter the ancestral hall.

There was no need to quarrel over this, so he had to stay in the main hall and was not at all nervous in front of this unfamiliar family.

He looks dignified and elegant, sitting in this quaint place, just like a young master who has studied abroad in the old days.

Fu Yubei, who was originally eager to play cards with the second son of the Wang family, now no longer wanted to play cards. He even put aside the grudge he had just been scolded for and asked curiously.

"The one from the Shen family, what is your relationship with Qi Yan?"

The Fu family only knew about the Han family's affairs, which seemed to be the work of the Qi family. They guessed that Qi Yan was in the imperial capital, but they had no idea what she was doing in the imperial capital.

Naturally, I don't know that she is now working as a bodyguard.

Shen Rao didn't have the time to answer his questions.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"..."

Fu Yubei choked, put down his crossed legs and frowned.

"I am Qi Yan's uncle after all, so why can't I just ask?"

"Ah."

Shen Rao sneered.

Prince Shen will give his face to the elders who truly love Qi Yan, and if he says one more word to others, he is giving face.

"..."

Fu Yubei was ignored again and again, and he didn't dare to get really angry.

He turned his head to glance at Fu Yun, who had been lowering his head, with a smile on his lips and eyes full of interest.

It's obvious at first glance that the person in charge of the Shen family has a special relationship with Qi Yan.

Wait a minute, there will be a good show to watch.

the other side.

On the ancient corridor supported by red pillars, Qi Yan followed Guan Ning, hands in his pockets, walking leisurely and casually.

Although Guan Ning was in front, his eyes would glance at her from time to time.

This girl, whom my husband often talked about, was my eldest sister-in-law’s only child and the turning point for the Fu family...

"Aunt, you can watch it if you want."

"..."

Qi Yan lowered his eyes at some point and met her dazed gaze.

Guan Ning's face almost turned red with embarrassment.

"Hug, sorry..."

It would have been bad enough if she had just peeked at the younger generation, but she was caught in the act. As an aunt, she was completely disgraced.

Qi Yan smiled indifferently.

The Fu family ancestral hall was soon reached.

The room is not big, and the tablets of all the Fu family's ancestors are placed there. The tablet of my grandfather is in the nearest row.

The dark brown wood lacquer base has gold-plated characters on it, with the words "Fu Chu" written in large letters.

Fu Chu, Qi Yan's grandfather, was a former military officer. He did not achieve much in his life, but he was a very gentle person.

Qi Yan had never seen him, and only heard about this from his mother.

She took the incense sticks handed to her by Guan Ning, and paused when her eyes glanced at the tablet next to her. Guan Ning seemed to see what she was thinking and hurriedly spoke.

"Please burn some incense for your mother as well."

"..."

Qi Yan looked at the tablet with the name 'Fu Qingxuan' on it and pretended not to notice the pedestal next to her.

Among these numerous tablets.

Fu Qingxuan is the only woman whose tablet has not been covered with dust.

Qi Yan inserted the burning incense into the incense burner, clasped his hands together and bowed in the thin smoke that curled out.

The same steps were repeated in front of Fu Qingxuan's tablet.

Only after she finished burning incense and left did Guan Ning breathe a sigh of relief and glanced at Fu Qingxuan's tablet.

Probably... didn't notice anything?

Qi Yan returned to the main hall and was about to open the door when someone gently pulled her trouser leg. She looked down following the force.

A delicate little girl was holding a handmade rag doll in her hands, and her watery eyes were looking at her timidly.

Qi Yan squatted down, looked up at the little girl in front of him, and smiled.

"Are you Fu Fu?"

The little girl clutched her doll tightly and stared at her, not daring to make a sound.

Qi Yan was not in a hurry either. She had been a kindergarten teacher and had also lurked in an orphanage. She was always patient with children and knew how to guide them.

"Your doll is so pretty, did you buy it?"

"…It was done by my second brother."

The little girl finally spoke, her round eyes moving to the side.

Qi Yan raised her eyes and followed the direction she was looking and saw a gentle young man looking at them.

Seeing Qi Yan looking at him, he smiled at her.

She nodded politely as well.

Fu Fu wanted to go find her second brother, but then she seemed to remember something, so she took a step back and stuffed the doll in her hand into Qi Yan's arms.

"Big sister, this is a gift for you, my most beautiful doll. My parents, grandma...big brother, second brother, and my uncle all welcome you here."

The little girl stuttered a long sentence, and without waiting for Qi Yan to respond, she ran away in a hurry.

Qi Yan squatted there holding the baby, looking at the brother and sister who said hello to her and left.

She looked at the handmade doll with fine stitching in her hand and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly.

It is normal for children to be shy.

But it is not normal for a shy and introverted child to come and give gifts and read from a script.

If this is not the Fu family's basic way of hospitality, then all these incidents indicate that there is a big trap waiting for her to fall into.

Qi Yan stood up and took the doll into the house. Only Fu Yubei and Shen Rao were left in the hall.

Fu Yubei saw the doll in Qi Yan's hand and smiled meaningfully.

Shen Rao raised his eyebrows when he saw her going out and coming back with a baby.

"Did the little girl give it to you?"

This doll is exactly the same as the one in the little girl's arms just now.

Qi Yan hummed.

Put the doll on a chair beside and straighten it, and the rag doll will sit there like a human being.

Seeing how seriously she took it, Shen Rao's eyes lit up with a smile.

"The little girl will be happy if she knows that you cherish her baby so much."

Although Qi Yan felt that the gift was not pure, it was the child's intention after all and should not be wasted.