In the eyes of outsiders, the Yan family is a happy family, but the people in it know that the Yan family is like a kingdom, peaceful on the surface, and there are undercurrents surging everywhere inside. The so-called family affection, in a rich and powerful family, is really not as popular as money and status.

Every time he arrived at the family banquet, Yan Jiyun just pinched the time to come to the point of eating, and left after eating. He doesn't like to face a group of hypocritical faces, obviously they all want him not to come back, but they all have to pretend to be perfunctory and maintain a superficial harmony. The faces that seemed to be wearing masks, Yan Jiyun didn't even bother to take a second look.

Today is another family banquet, the old man speaks, and everyone has to come back for dinner.

The Yan family's mansion. Zhumen red lacquer, antique, showing the atmosphere and dignity. This house covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters, with a combination of Chinese and Western architectural styles and modern facilities. There is a garden, a swimming pool, a gym, a greenhouse, and even a vegetable garden. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a local emperor.

Except for Yan Jiyun and Yan Zun, the rest of the Yan family lives here. They all count on being able to get closer to the old man while he is alive, which is always beneficial. Only Yan Jiyun and Yan Cone live near the company, and although there are their rooms here, they rarely come back to live.

Such a wide place, enough for a large family to live, the space does not seem crowded, the interval between several small western-style buildings is just right, the surrounding scenery is unique, the air is pleasant, and it is very suitable for living.

But for Yan Jiyun, this big mansion is no longer as warm as it once was. Since his mother's death, he doesn't know what the human touch is.

Yan Jiyun was wearing a suit and had just arrived from the company, and there were still five minutes before the start of the meal. He's doing a good job.

The 26-year-old Yan Jiyun is 1.8 meters tall and weighs moderately, and the graceful and sturdy lines of his body are wrapped in thin fabric, revealing his golden ratio figure. The calm and introverted temperament is matched with a beautiful and cold face, exuding natural dignity and arrogance between gestures, calm and calm, and the phoenix eyes that are as calm as water are undulating, implying a wisp of purity beyond his age, vicissitudes. He is as light as a white cloud, as dazzling as the sun, with a kind of independent atmosphere, and sometimes revealing a domineering spirit of a king. This is a complex of contradictions, but it also forms his unique personal charm. No matter where he appears, even if he only wears a stall, he can't hide his brilliance.

Walking into the house, walking idly, crossing the small bridge and flowing water, passing through the greenhouse flower room, reaching the living room, the people have arrived, and he is zuihou again.

The living room was full of Yan family members, and all the eyes of Qi Shushu were focused on Yan Jiyun. No way, who made his presence so strong, although he didn't want to, but wherever he appeared, it would attract attention, even in the family.

"Ji Yun, it's just in time."

"Is the company so busy? ...... so late."

Someone was greeting him, but the tone was a little strange.

The second aunt looked down at her nails, and a sneer appeared on her delicate makeup: "Mr. Yan, there are still a few minutes to eat, you are so accurate every time, you really deserve to be the president!" ”

"That's it, Ji Yun, every time you come to the family banquet so late, a whole family is waiting for you." I don't know who is agreeing.

Wait? Yan's family started dinner at 7 o'clock in the evening, and now it is a few minutes away from 7 o'clock!

For these strange greetings, sneering, Yan Jiyun just didn't hear it, and his expression remained unchanged. Only a person with a strong heart can be so indifferent to everything. Just because he knew the habits of these relatives, if he spoke up, those people would become more and more energetic, so he dealt with it with silence and indifference every time.

"Brother!" A small figure rushed over, and it was the only bit of warmth that Yan Jiyun could feel in this home.

Yan Jiyun's face changed slightly, lightly hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a touching smile, and reached out to hold the little girl in his arms, with a rare doting in his eyes. A cold man suddenly smiled, it felt like seeing a snow lotus on a snowy peak, it was extremely beautiful.

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