"This is the Ling family?" Yan Juan asked suspiciously.

"Of course, wouldn't I even know my own home?" Ling Ziwei laughed, and exaggerated the action of a gentleman's "invitation", "Please." ”

"I thought the Ling family should be ......," Yan Juan was a little embarrassed. Maybe it's her misunderstanding, who said that the one who 'mixes' the underworld is the one who is coarse?

Ling Ziwei himself has a degree from a prestigious school. If it weren't for Ling Qing's eagerness to retire, maybe he would really come back with a doctorate!

In front of me is a small three-storey bungalow, and the whole style tends to be European. In particular, the typical Roman columns, if combined with the pointed roof, Yan Juan felt that it could become a model of Gothic architecture.

Different from the old house with black tile ebony in her concept, the main building of this house is a very bright white 'color'. The windows are carved with 'flowers', which looks very 'exquisite'.

"My Mom ......"

"In fact, I have only lived on the other side of the mountain for more than a year, and most of the time I still live here and Nanxun. Didn't you notice that there were so few books in that study? ”

Is that still called less? Although it can't be compared with Nanxun's study, it is at least much larger than the study room she and her mother later had in City A.

"If these bodyguards don't wear black, it will be more in harmony with the style of this house." Yan Xuan's eyes swept over the two black-clothed men.

"Do you know why we like to wear black?" Ling Ziwei asked with a wink.

Yan Juan looked him from head to toe: "You used the wrong pronouns, it should be them, you yourself hardly wear black, but like Fang Zhenmei in white, most of the time you are white." ”

"That's to stand out from the crowd." Ling Ziwei glanced at her, "The main thing is that black clothes don't need to be washed often, and if your hands are stained with blood, you can't see it." ”

"What about you?"

"I, I'm their leader, what do you want me to do?" Ling Ziwei half-jokingly, "Have you ever watched a martial arts movie?" ”

"I've seen it!" Yan Juan glanced at him, "You won't tell me that you have reached that blood-free realm, right?" ”

"Of course I did, you think I'm going to fight and kill? In recent years, my bleaching has been fruitful. When my son takes over, it will be a clean Ling. ”

Yan Juan looked at his sunny smile and nodded seriously: "Actually, as long as you see your face, no one thinks that you are still in the underworld." ”

Ling Ziwei smiled: "I took it as a compliment and accepted it all." ”

Although it doesn't look very big from the outside, when I walk into the big 'door', I find that there is actually something else behind. The whole hall is quite tall, reaching to the top of the three floors.

"Actually, it was built later." Zhang Taiwei did not forget to demolish Ling Ziwei's platform, "It is completely European-style, and after Ziwei took over, he built such a 'door' surface, which is elegant and vassal." Behind it is the original building, which may be more in line with your imagination. ”

There is a corridor at the back of the western-style building, and the light on both sides is very 'gloomy', like those old houses.

"Is this the main part of the Ling family?"

"Hmm." Ling Ziwei led the way in front, "There are still some buildings next to it, but they are separated from here, so they can be regarded as an inner courtyard." I took you to the bedroom where Aunt Guan lived back then, which is actually equivalent to Dad's bedroom. Since Aunt Guan left, Dad has almost sealed this place, just cleaning it regularly, and refuses to fake others. ”

All the furniture, presumably antique. Although Yan Juan has not studied the furniture of the Ming and Qing dynasties, it can at least be seen that most of the furniture is made of rosewood.

"It was arranged according to your mother's preferences, and my father made a lot of money back then. Actually, this bedroom was already furnished when I married my mother, but ...... In the end, he married a non-human, and his father never moved in. Ling Ziwei's demeanor was a little sad, and he had no feelings, that was the mother who gave birth to him.

"Oh." Yan Juan agreed, although the light outside was bright, but in the interior there was no feeling at all. Even the panes are used in the style of ***, but they are filled with transparent glass instead of window paper.

"The Ling family is really rich enough......" Yan Wan muttered.

Just the decoration of a room is worth a lot. Even the telephone can be seen to be some years old.

"It's all 'spent' here by my father." Ling Ziwei said with a smile, "After Aunt Guan left, no one else was allowed to enter or leave this room. It wasn't until my father moved to Nanxun that I was asked to clean regularly, and I was not allowed to take time off from others. Everything remained the same, even the pages that had been turned were folded in the corner. ”

Yan Juan saw that on the antique desk, there was a thread-bound book spread out, a thin folded page, and it was still half-folded.

"So, you took your father without permission...... Belch...... Branching? Yan Juan said funny, "Aren't you afraid that he will find out afterwards and criticize you again?"

”

"He knew what I meant, otherwise how could he agree to discuss it with the two 'traitors'? If he brings you, maybe you won't come, right?

Ling Ziwei smiled slyly.

"Oh, it turned out to be on purpose!" Yan Wan puffed out his cheeks and got angry.

Zhang Taiwei unceremoniously unveiled her disguise: "Don't pretend, I don't believe you don't want to come and see." I swear, you're interested in all the places where your mom lived. ”

Yan Wan couldn't hold back her face, so she could only smile: "Okay, look at the ammolite in my mother's dresser!" ”

"Here we are!" Ling Ziwei opened the 'drawer' of the dresser and took out a beautiful jewelry box.

"I see that this box is worth more than a stone, right?" Yan Wan muttered.

"Really? This is what I took with me to carry the stones. Ling Ziwei didn't care, on the bottom of the velvet, there were two stones the size of a 'chicken' egg.

"Wow, this one is better than the quality I picked up!" Yan Juan's eyes lit up, "I take back what I just said, these two stones are definitely worth putting in such a box." ”

Zhang Taiwei also pounced, and the heads of the two almost touched together.

"Is it that pretty?" Ling Ziwei wondered, "I just thought these two stones were beautiful, and I often saw Aunt Guan holding them in a daze, so I solemnly put them away." ”

"Look at this piece, although it is a single 'color', it is a rare gold 'color'. And the 'color' is intense and bright, sparkling in the sun. Yan Juan excitedly held up the stone in his hand.

"The quality of this piece is also very good, the color is bright, I count several kinds, at least no less than six or seven. It is a change in the shade of the same 'color' system, and the transition of each 'color' is very natural. Zhang Taiwei also held a stone, squinting into the sunlight.

These two stones, as if they had a living life, swirled with iridescence as the angle of the incident light changed. It's like a light dancer, dancing like a 'spirit'.

"This stone is really magical...... Ling Ziwei said to himself, "how can there be so many 'colors' gathered on the same stone?" If you want to change the name of 'jade' and change it to 'color', then 'jade' seems to be worthless, right? ”

"This is not a 'jade' stone." Yan Juan corrected, "And the brightness of the 'jade' is different from this kind of stone, you look at all the 'colors', bright and shining!" ”

Next, it was the discussion time between Yan Juan and Zhang Taiwei, and the two were full of praise for the stone.

Ling Ziwei was left out in the cold, his eyes rolled slightly, and he said without words: "I thought that the ornamental stones of fossils were like nautilus fossils!" That kind of stone also has a halo, and it's quite beautiful. ”

"How is that the same!" Yan Juan was immediately attracted by his topic and was busy correcting his misunderstandings.

"Nautilus fossils are mainly brown 'color', and occasionally other 'colors', but the 'color' color is still very monotonous. In terms of price, the difference between the two is a hundred times. When it comes to gemstones, Zhang Taiwei is also full of spirit, "There is also a kind of ammonite fossil produced in Madagascar, the bottom 'color' is yellow, and there will be color change locally, and some people even use it to pretend to be ammolite." In fact, there is a big difference between these two types of stones, and the quality of ammolite is the gem grade. The production of ammonite is much larger than that of ammonite, and of course it is not the same in terms of price. ”

Yan Wan groaned and asked, "Ziwei, you said these two stones, could they be given to my mother by Shen Zichen?" ”

"Possibly!" Ling Ziwei nodded, "In the early years, ammolite did not attract attention, and it was often extremely rare. I think, Shen Ziqian is so familiar with that mountain, could he have been a resident there since he was a child? He was naturally familiar with the terrain there, and it was easiest for him to find two beautiful stones to please the 'woman'. ”

Under the sunlight, the pansy 'color' color stone derives a circle of golden 'color' halo, lying in Yan Xuan's palm, beautiful as a dream.

"What Shen Zichen?" Zhang Taiwei only reacted at this time because he was focused on the spotted stone in his hand.

Yan Juan told him everything they had discovered, and then said, "We all think that the man should be Shen Zichen, my grandfather's student, but because there is no photo, we can't be sure for the time being." ”

"There is an age gap, but it can't be that big, right?" Zhang Taiwei objected.

"Inner torment will accelerate the aging of people. Moreover, just his appearance, in fact, he was very agile, otherwise he would not have escaped from the scene of the fire with me. ”

"He must have grown up in the mountains, so climbing mountains is not a difficult thing for him. Don't look at Ziwei, what martial arts taekwondo has been in elementary school, but it is really better than climbing the mountain, it is not as good as ordinary people who go up and down the mountain all year round! ”

Yan Juan immediately turned his face to Ling Ziwei: "Why don't you go and check that Shen Ziqiao's life experience?" Maybe there's something to discover, or find a picture of him and let me compare it to determine if it's him. ”

"Okay." Ling Ziwei immediately agreed, left the two people who were 'obsessed' with the ammolite in the room, and went out to give orders by himself.

The palm trees in the sun are becoming more and more prosperous. The branches of the exhibition seem to tell the replacement and change of history and characters.

Outside the window is a large courtyard, and Yan Juan believes that this room is the best one in the whole building. The trickle of falling on the rockery, I don't know how many years have passed the barren mound, but it is still clear and crystalline.

They didn't go back until dusk, and Yan Juan felt that Yan Yixin knew his whereabouts, so he and Ling Qing actually drank tea leisurely in a teahouse.

"It's time for us to go back." Yan Juan stuck out his tongue, "Otherwise, I won't be able to go tomorrow." ”

"Anyway, tomorrow is Thursday, so it's better to stay in Zhejiang until Sunday night and then go back." Zhang Taiwei suggested.

"You think everyone is like you doing nothing?" Ling Qing glared at him with a smile, and could see that he was in a good mood, but it definitely wouldn't be because of Ling's 'insertion' in the mining of ammolite.

Yan Yixin drove over by himself, so he refused Ling Ziwei's kindness to send a car.

"It's okay, I'll just drive back by myself. Yesterday it was rare not to stay up late and have a good night's sleep. Yan Yixin said with a smile.

"Sometimes you still have to live a primitive life, you can't drive at night, there is no light, unless you are a firefly." Ling Ziwei's mood is also good, "You see, my father is still the most prescient, and he has to go to live for two days every month......"

"Ziwei!" Ling Qing frowned, glared at his son dissatisfied, and turned his eyes to Yan Xuan, "Since you all have to go to work, let's go back!" It's still Qingming on Sunday, and I want to go to City A, is that okay? ”

Although Yan Xuan's consent had already been obtained, Ling Qing still asked again.

"Of course." Yan Wan nodded.

"Welcome Uncle Ling. It happened to be a Sunday and we were with us the whole time. Yan Yixin also expressed his attitude.

"That's a good ......" Ling Qing's face was a little complicated, but no one could understand it.

Along the way, Yan Juan's 'spirit' spirit was also excellent, and he repeated to Yan Yixin what he saw in the Ling family's old mansion, especially the two colored stones.

"Did you bring it back?" Yan Yixin asked.

"No, Taiwei said that he would show it to his eldest brother, and when it is mined like this, his eldest brother will invest more manpower and material resources."

"Well, that's right, but it's a bit of a pity. If it is really such a superlative, then this spotted mine will bring huge profits. ”

"Three sentences are not far from the ...... of the bank," Yan Juan glanced at him depressedly.

"Who made me a merchant? You're a pure designer and can focus only on the purity, clarity and 'color' of the gemstone, but what I value more is the value of the gemstone, and its potential value. ”

"The Tao is different, and it is not the same."

"No, we're just looking at the same problem from a different perspective. Wouldn't that be bad? Complement each other! ”

"I think Zhang Taicheng and Zhang Taiwei are a pair of complementary brothers!" Yan Juan thought of Zhang Taicheng's serious face, and then thought of Zhang Taiwei's smile without speaking, and couldn't help laughing.

"Because of the different environments, the party who is pressed by the responsibility, no matter how active the 'sex' is, will be smoothed out. Zhang Taiwei is actually very lucky that there is a workaholic brother who will stand up for him. ”

"Yes, if you had an older brother, then your grandfather wouldn't look down on me so much." Yan Juan complained.

I don't know if it will help her enter the Yan family if she recognizes her relatives? As soon as he thought of this, Yan Juan hurriedly shook his head and threw this thought out of his mind.

Yan Yixin hesitated for a moment before saying: "Whether you recognize your relatives or not, there is not much difference in my grandfather's identity." ”

"Huh? Why? Yan Juan didn't expect this to be the result.

"Because the Ling family is on the underworld, and my grandfather is ...... I'm afraid I won't agree,......" Yan Yixin sighed, "So, even Liu Li didn't persuade you to admit your relatives." ”

Yan Juan glanced at Yan Yixin and was silent.

"Don't worry, no matter what Grandpa thinks of you, anyway, I identify you, and nothing can be changed." Yan Yixin let go of a hand and gently held hers.

The highway was only halfway open, and the twilight was already pouring up the windows. The sky in the distance, splashed with translucent ink, leaves an infinite loneliness.

"I don't recognize my relatives, I come from a poor background, so naturally I don't fall into the eyes of your Yan family. I confessed to my relatives, and she was also the 'daughter' of an underworld tycoon, and she also didn't meet the standards of Yan's granddaughter-in-law, did she? ”

"At least it's not worse." Yan Yixin's voice was as relaxed as possible.

The corners of Yan Xuan's 'lips' showed a hint of sarcastic smile: "I really don't understand, is your Yan family so clean?" In the early years, your grandfather also 'mixed' with the underworld, so why look down on people? ”

Although this father may not be willing to admit his grief, she still feels empathy for the slander and contempt of others. The voice couldn't help but sharpen, with a 'stirring' tail.

"Trust me, just give me time." Yan Yixin said solemnly. In his busy schedule, he couldn't help but look sideways at her.

"Drive carefully, this is the highway, you're all 150 yards per hour!" Yan Juan glared at him.

"With you by my side, I'll be safe." Yan Yixin said with a smile, "When you go back, you have to ask the driver to dispose of the speeding part, there should be a lot of tickets." ”

"You ......"

"I was in a hurry." Yan Yixin said lightly, and Yan Juan immediately shut his mouth.

In the carriage, there was silence for a while, only to feel that the dark 'color' gradually surged to the other party's cheeks, and even the 'color' was a little blurred.

"Juan, give me time."

"I'm not in a hurry anyway." Yan Juan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I'm only a sophomore now, and I still have two years to graduate." Even two years later, I'm only twenty-two, early! ”

Yan Yixin couldn't cry or laugh: "Yes, it's me who is in a hurry." Two years later, I was thirty. The man is thirty years old, and I will not be able to marry you until then. ”

Yan Juan's face also recovered, and he joked lightly: "I thought that your grandfather had 'mixed' with the underworld in his early years, so he would have a sense of intimacy with the people on the underworld!" ”

"It's because I've 'mixed' the underworld that I pay special attention to the innocence of my life experience!" Yan Yixin sighed inwardly, "This is also the reason why grandpa is particularly concerned about my marriage." He hoped that through the marriage with the wealthy 'family', the Yan family would further become a wealthy 'family'. ”

"Oh." Yan Juan understood a little, just like an explosive household, because he wanted to prove that he was rich, he desperately 'exposed' his wealth to others. And the real rich people even wear the diamond ring in reverse, leaving only one ring.

She couldn't help but be a little worried, would her life experience make Old Man Yan even more disgusted?

"Don't worry, I've got you covered." Yan Yixin held her hand and comforted her.

His voice, although faint, seemed to have tremendous power, which made Yan Juan unconsciously choose trust and dependence.