The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Liang Liangwei opened Yan Zhixu's WeChat window. Aside from that brief message, the man hadn't sent any further messages.

She silently switched back to Yan Bei'an's window.

What exactly is she trying to do at your house? Is she just here for a free meal?

Yan Bei'an: [They said they came to visit my grandfather.]

The reason for visiting the elderly is acceptable, but the gifts are a bit too targeted. In fact, it would be enough to give gifts that the elderly or the whole family can use; there is no need for each person to receive one.

Yan Bei'an: [She does this every time she comes back to China with my uncle. My uncle probably can't avoid it, so he acquiesces. Don't overthink it.]

If you don't want her to overthink it, the man has to take the initiative and be honest with her!

Liang Liangwei narrowed her eyes, feeling extremely displeased.

Stinky man!

She switched back to Yan Zhixu's window and sent him a picture of the half-eaten food on the table: "Eating."

Yan Zhixu: [Why did it take you so long to reply?]

He actually has a problem with that?

Liang Liangwei: [I was chatting with a friend, I didn't check my phone.]

Yan Zhixu: [Also?]

Why is this man so good at nitpicking?

Liang Liangwei changed the subject: "How's your wound? Does it hurt? Has your family noticed?"

Yan Zhixu: [It doesn't hurt, no one even noticed. Don't worry, I hid it very well.]

Just as Yan Zhixu sent the message, the butler came over and said, "Sir, Madam, Young Master, it's time to eat."

Yan Bei'an rolled her eyes slightly. Finally, it was time to eat.

She was the first to get up and walk towards the dining table: "I'm so hungry."

Xiao Ling also stood up and greeted Lisa, "Ms. Zhou, let's go eat first."

Lisa also stood up, glanced at Yan Zhixu across from her, and seeing that he was still sitting, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Vito, aren't you going to eat?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at him, even Old Master Yan, who had just stood up, paused.

Yan Zhixu placed his hand on the armrest and tried to get up with a little effort, but a sharp pain in his knee made him purse his lips and sit back down.

He called out in a deep voice, "Beian!"

Yan Beian, who had already reached the dining table, seemed to suddenly remember something. His expression changed, and he hurriedly ran back, sitting down next to Yan Zhixu as if to cover something up. He said, "Uncle, I almost forgot. You just said you had a few words to say to me alone. I'm here. Please speak."

He looked up and grinned at the others.

No one else had any further doubts and they all headed towards the dining table.

Yan Bei'an watched them leave, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Yan Zhixu gently scolded, "Just tell me if I should look down on you for not knowing anything."

Yan Bei'an: "Yes, yes, yes, that's right."

He responded and placed his hand flat in front of Yan Zhixu.

Yan Zhixu put her hand on his arm and with a little effort, he stood up.

Yan Beian waited for him to stand still, then took out a tissue and handed it to him.

Yan Zhixu glanced at him but didn't take it: "No need."

He strolled slowly toward the dining table.

Yan Bei'an followed closely behind.

Lisa sat in the seat Xiao Ling had arranged for her. When she looked up, she saw the uncle and nephew walking over. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the tall and handsome Yan Zhixu, sizing him up from head to toe.

Yan Zhixu glanced at it indifferently, then looked away, turned to Yan Beian, and said in a low voice, "Say something."

Yan Bei'an blinked, his mind racing, and said, "Uncle, I think you should explain to Weiwei why Lisa came to our house?"

Yan Zhixu's eyes suddenly sharpened, piercing Yan Beian like knives, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "You told her?"

Yan Bei'an instantly broke out in a cold sweat under the stare, his lips twitching as he said, "Tell me...tell me...what, can't I tell you?"

Yan Zhixu: "Didn't I tell you that you can't talk to Weiwei about her?"

Yan Bei'an: "..."

Yes, that's what my uncle said.

But... he always unknowingly revealed it during his conversations with Liang Liangwei.

Is it fair to say that Liang Liangwei is cunning, or that he was too unguarded with her?

Yan Bei'an: "Yes, yes... I'm sorry, Uncle."

Yan Zhixu: "I'll deal with you later!"

Yan Bei'an: "..."

Is it wise for him to leave the old house now?

The two exchanged glances, but it only lasted about ten seconds before they reached the dining table.

This time, Yan Zhixu had a table to support him, so he was able to sit down steadily next to Old Master Yan.

Yan Bei'an sat next to him; the third seat was the one Xiao Ling had arranged for Lisa.

Yan Yunting was also invited down by the butler and sat on the other side of the old man.

Xiao Ling greeted Lisa with a smile: "Ms. Zhou, I hope you can get used to the home-cooked meals in China."

It was supposed to be a simple home-cooked meal, but it was actually quite lavish, with a variety of dishes spread across the table.

Lisa laughed and replied, "I can get used to it. Back in my home in the US, my grandparents and I have always loved Chinese food, so I really like Chinese food too. I love all of these."

Xiao Ling: That's good. Eat more if you like.

The group began to eat.

The men of the Yan family remained mostly silent, including Yan Bei'an, who for some reason kept quiet and simply ate his meal.

Only Xiao Ling kept Lisa company while she chatted, so the conversation didn't become awkward.

When Lisa told them about the interesting things that happened in the United States, only Xiao Ling chuckled along.

Actually, it was quite awkward, Yan Bei'an thought to himself.

He was drinking his soup when he heard his uncle whisper, "Block her view, don't let her see me."

Yan Bei'an was startled and glanced at Lisa out of the corner of his eye. Sure enough, this woman was looking at his aloof and noble uncle while he was drinking soup.

He blinked, calmly sat up straight with the soup bowl in his hand, and continued drinking the soup.

As expected, Lisa's view was blocked, and she could no longer see Yan Zhixu, so she had to look away.

Grandpa Yan glanced at Lisa and asked, "Miss Zhou, I heard from Zhixu that you came back for work this time. I wonder how long you will stay in the country?"

Lisa replied with a smile, "I'm not sure yet. Actually, work can be done online. I came back mainly as a vacation. As long as I bring my computer, I can work anywhere."

Grandpa Yan said meaningfully, "However, there are less than two months until the Chinese New Year. Does Miss Zhou plan to spend the New Year in China?"

Lisa: "Uncle, you can call me Tingting. My name is Zhou Ting, which is the Chinese name my mother, Aunt Xu, gave me."

Grandpa Yan nodded, but did not respond.

Lisa glanced in Yan Zhixu's direction and smiled, "Speaking of the New Year, I don't really care. It's rare for me to come back. If Zhixu stays in China for the New Year, I can stay with her too, so I can experience the New Year atmosphere in China."

Yan Zhixu said calmly, "I haven't decided whether I want to stay in China for the New Year. You don't need to cooperate with my arrangements."

Lisa: "I'm not sure either. We can discuss this later."