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Yan Zhixu had been sitting on the sofa at home for 3 hours.

Aunt Zhang is still at the old house today; she won't come over until tomorrow.

The meal I ordered from the hotel arrived at 6 pm. It was a sumptuous meal of four dishes and one soup, served in an elegant food box and arranged in a row on the table.

But it has never been opened.

He had absolutely no appetite.

An open laptop sat on the sofa next to me, its battery showing 15% remaining. It would occasionally beep to remind me that it needed to be charged, but the screen remained on the desktop.

The owner remained absent-minded, with his legs crossed, his right hand resting on his knee, unconsciously twirling a lighter, his left hand leaning against the sofa armrest, and his phone in hand, scrolling through something idly.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his gaze was somber, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and an indescribable melancholy filled his handsome face, as if he were looking for an outlet.

Time ticked by, each second feeling unbearably long and agonizing.

Suddenly, the man's dark eyes flickered, because the time on his phone screen had jumped to 8 o'clock.

He waited patiently for another minute, and after confirming that he hadn't received any new WeChat messages, he seemed to have a good reason to open someone's window and typed: "Send me your real-time location!"

Two minutes later, Yan Beian replied: [Uncle, I really am at someone's house. I didn't go anywhere I shouldn't have. (crying)]

Yan Zhixu got up, grabbed her coat and car keys, and walked towards the entrance.

Typing with one hand while walking: [Stop talking nonsense, send it over!]

The next moment, Yan Bei'an had no choice but to send a real-time location.

Yan Zhixu opened the map to look at it, while busy changing her shoes. Then she opened the door and walked out, heading towards the elevator.

Drive the car out of the community and follow the navigation.

Half an hour later, he drove to his destination and parked in a quiet parking space.

He rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, put it to his lips, and sat quietly in the driver's seat, squinting as he surveyed his surroundings.

This is a relatively quiet, ordinary residential area with somewhat outdated street layouts, but the houses in the surrounding neighborhoods are quite nice.

Imagine Liang Liangwei coming and going from here every day.

I frowned. Something felt off.

Judging from her appearance and circumstances, she doesn't seem like someone who should live here.

But many of the seemingly impossible things in the world are actually possible.

It's like he and she shouldn't have had any private interactions, but...

He knew he shouldn't have come; she was his nephew's girlfriend, and it was normal for couples in love to do intimate things at night, but—

He just can't convince himself to ignore it!

Just thinking about that woman embracing Yan Bei'an made him want to throw Yan Bei'an off the building, not to mention the even more inappropriate scenes that followed...

The man's teeth were clenched so hard they almost broke, and the cigarette butt in his hand was snapped off with force.

The scarlet flame was extinguished directly by his fingers.

He threw the cigarette butt out the window, his handsome face growing even more gloomy.

He took out his phone, his face grim, and sent a message to Yan Bei'an: "I was driving out, and when I stopped, I realized I was near you. Want to grab a late-night snack? Invite her too."

Yan Beian was at her boyfriend Fang Xun's house, sitting on the sofa with her arm around him watching a movie, the two of them being very affectionate.

I was a little stunned when I saw the message on my phone.

Why is my uncle here in this area too?

Eating late-night snacks? Isn't 9 pm a bit early? He originally planned to order takeout around 10 pm.

not to mention……

He looked down at Fang Xun, hesitating. Should he introduce him to his uncle?

Fang Xun noticed his unusual behavior and asked, "What's wrong? Who sent you a message?"

Yan Bei'an: "My uncle said he was in this area and asked if I wanted to go out for a late-night snack."

Fang Xun: "How did your uncle know you were here?"

Yan Beian said helplessly, "It's all because of what happened at the nightclub that night. He's made it a rule that I have to report the location every night for the foreseeable future."

Fang Xun muttered, "Why is your uncle so controlling?"

Yan Bei'an: "Be affectionate with me, otherwise he won't care."

He replied to Yan Zhixu: 【Uncle, I'm with a friend.】

Yan Zhixu scoffed inwardly upon seeing the reply. Friend? The word "woman" is missing.

Yan Zhixu: [That's why I asked you to invite her along.]

Yan Beian found it strange. He said it was unintentional the first time he made a typo, but he made it a second time. This was not like his uncle's style.

He thought Yan Zhixu had misspelled "she" as the wrong gender, so he didn't pay much attention.

Yan Bei'an asked Fang Xun, "Your uncle wants you to come along, are you going?"

Fang Xun was somewhat resistant: "Isn't that a bad idea? Didn't you say you weren't ready to meet your family yet?"

Yan Bei'an: "Don't worry, this is my uncle, not my parents. And when I say you're my friend, he won't misunderstand."

Fang Xun hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Okay."

The two turned off the TV, got up, changed their shoes, and left the residential area.

Inside the residential area, under the cover of night, Fang Xun tried to hold Yan Bei'an's hand, but Yan Bei'an hesitated, saying, "It wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

Fang Xun pouted and said, "Who would see us tonight?"

He compromised and took Yan Bei'an's arm. Yan Bei'an had no choice but to let him, until they reached the entrance of the residential area, where he shook his hand and pulled it away: "Alright, do you want my uncle to see us?"

Fang Xuncai did not insist any further.

Yan Bei'an looked around and quickly spotted Yan Zhixu's Phantom car, then strode over to it.

"Uncle."

Yan Zhixu was smoking a cigarette, leaning against the car door with his head slightly lowered.

Hearing the sound, he threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, then turned around to look.

His gaze automatically skipped over Yan Beian in front of him and looked at the figure following behind him, and he was slightly taken aback.

Yan Bei'an smiled and said, "Uncle, what a coincidence that you happened to be passing by here? Where were you headed?"

Yan Zhixu casually replied, "It's just for social occasions."

He gestured with his chin toward the figure behind him: "Who's this?"

Yan Bei'an: "My friend, Fang Xun; Fang Xun, come here, this is my uncle, say hello."

Fang Xun stood beside Yan Bei'an, staring wide-eyed at Yan Zhixu, looking completely bewildered.

Yan Bei'an clicked his tongue: "What are you staring at? Call me Uncle."

Fang Xun seemed to wake from a dream, lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassed, and whispered, "Hello, Uncle."

Yan Zhixu responded calmly and looked at Yan Beian: "The friend you mentioned, is it him?"

Yan Bei'an nodded: "Yes."

Yan Zhixu confirmed again: "When you said you were going to someone's house, was it his house?"

Yan Bei'an's smile faded, and he nodded again: "Yes."

Yan Zhixu was speechless, and lowered his head to rub his temples.

I suddenly feel like laughing.

What exactly was he agonizing over for a whole day and night?

Yan Bei'an was stunned: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhixu coughed with a laugh: "Cough cough... It's nothing, let's go, cough cough... Let's go get some late-night snacks. Where are some late-night snack shops around here?"

Yan Bei'an: "Oh, there's a barbecue place over there."

Yan Zhixu took the lead and walked in that direction.

Yan Bei'an gestured for Fang Xun to follow along.