Yaizhen stretched out his hand and directly adjusted the water temperature to the lowest setting, "Run it for five minutes. If it doesn't work, I'll go in by myself."

Facing the ruthless Yaizhen, Murong Yan could only quickly start taking a cold shower, reading the Tao Te Ching while taking a shower.

However, the effect was obvious. Within five minutes, Murong Yan, who had calmed down from body to mind, also left the bathroom.

Seeing him coming out, Yaizhen turned around and led the way. Murong Yan followed behind and said aggrievedly, "You don't care about me at all."

Yaizhen couldn't tolerate him, "How else should I care about you? I'll give you shit and piss?"

Murong Yan was not angry when he heard what he said. Instead, he felt pleased with himself. He felt that the relationship between Yaizhen and him was better. "It won't matter if you pee your shit, but you have to make it up to me tonight."

"Do you know how to play?"

"Play..." Murong Yan's face turned red, "Of course I know how to play!"

As soon as Yaizhen saw his junior brother's face, he knew that this guy must know nothing, and he was not going to watch his orders at night!

System: [So you know? 】

Yaizhen: How can I say that I am experienced and not better than him?

System: [But isn’t your experience the experience of being number zero? 】

Yaizhen's face darkened: Go away, I don't want to chat with you!

Compared to the system, Yaizhen felt that Murong Yan's originally itchy face was much more handsome, "It doesn't matter, if you don't know, just listen to me tonight, I..."

"what's the topic?"

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, they were stopped by Zhao Mingshuo, who had been waiting for a long time. Although they were not the protagonists of this banquet, they were still better than the protagonists.

When he saw someone other than Yaizhen, even if it was Yaizhen's brother, Murong Yan lost his silly look, his eyebrows became downcast, and he became more indifferent and said, "Nothing, just chat."

Zhao Mingshuo was not upset at the fact that Murong Yan had eaten a soft nail here. He had known Master Murong's temper for a long time, and he was somewhat mentally prepared.

"Well, Xiaoshi, you take Murong to meet grandpa. I haven't seen you bring friends back before. Grandpa is also very curious."

Those who didn't know what she said thought she was the grandson's wife. As for going to meet her specifically.

Moreover, no one else had gone yet, so he took Murong Yan with him first, so he had to hide his desire to curry favor.

"Are you going?" Yazui still asked Murong Yan.

Murong Yan said without hesitation, "Go."

The person you are meeting is an elder from Yaizhen, how can you refuse?

From now on, they will be a family. Although Yaizhen doesn't seem to get along well with his family, Murong Yan feels that as a mature partner, he can't just be cold-tempered and must give some face to his elders.

Zhao Mingshuo didn't know that Murong Yan had this kind of thing in his mind. After hearing that he agreed, he was overjoyed and took the two of them to see Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao had also heard about Murong Yan's arrival early. Compared to the excitement of Zhao's father and mother, Mr. Zhao was in a good mood.

After all, they are already half-footed in the coffin, so let the younger generation worry about their development, and the friendship between this child and the child is also unreliable.

Mr. Zhao's current mentality is like that of a child who is not good at studying at home and makes a friend who is the first in grade. He is naturally happy, but can the first grader lead a poor student to study hard, or is he willing to share his study notes?

, it’s hard to say.

So it's too early to talk about benefits and development now, let's wait.

"Grandpa, we are here."

The three of them came side by side, with different suits and different figures, but they all looked like young men from aristocratic families, which made many elders feel happy to see them. After all, who doesn't like to see young, unmarried and handsome children?

Among them, what attracted Mr. Zhao's attention the most was not his most outstanding eldest grandson, Zhao Mingshuo, nor the son of the richest man. Instead, it was the little grandson who had never had any sense of existence that attracted the most attention.

"Mingshi?" Mr. Zhao stretched out his hand and took Yaizhen's arm, "Why have you lost so much weight? Grandpa almost doesn't recognize you."

Yaizhen has heard too many people's surprises today and is used to it.

"But it's better to be thinner. It's healthy to be thinner."

Although he is surprised, the old man can also understand that today's children's bodies grow differently every day, and when the children grow up and want to fall in love, they will probably take the initiative to lose weight.

It does look much better.

"This is Murong." The old man looked at Murong Yan with a bit of admiration in his eyes, "I heard that he is starting his own business now? It's true that a hero comes from a boy."

Murong Yan became more serious at this time and nodded politely towards the old man: "It's just a small fight."

"You're being modest. You, a small-time guy, have built up a company. My two grandsons really need to learn from you."

"The old man is overly praised, but he is actually very good. He is a very perseverant person."

Zhao Mingshuo, who was completely ignored: "..."

Murong Yan and Mr. Zhao had a very pleasant conversation. Although Mr. Zhao always felt that this boy seemed to have some inexplicable die-hard fan filter for Mingshi, it was his grandson who was praising him after all, so he was still in a good mood.

"Okay, you young people, go and play. I think you are bored talking to my old man."

"Then let's go. I wish you happiness every year." As soon as he finished his birthday wishes, Murong Yan clasped Yaizhen's wrist and went to the hall.

"Come on, it's too late today, let's just have something to eat and go to bed."

Murong Yan's love for Sima Zhao is really obvious. Not all the guests have arrived yet. Is it too late before dinner time?

"Hey, isn't this my cousin?" A girl wearing a tasseled silver dress slowly walked over, her slender white legs exposed from the slit hem of the skirt as she walked.

To match it, the girl also wore a small silver fan. "I have lost a lot of weight recently and I am becoming more and more handsome."

The girl's attitude was kind and familiar, and her exquisite full makeup gave her facial features a bit of beauty, suppressing some of her age-related immaturity. "Is this your friend?"

Yaizhen didn't know her identity, but judging from her attitude, she must be a close relative of her family.

System reminder: [This is your cousin, Zhao Jing from your eldest uncle’s family. She has not gotten along with you since childhood and has often ridiculed you... It’s also wrong. It can be said that all the relatives in the family don’t treat you well, and no one in the younger generation thinks highly of you.

of.】

Yaizhen, who had received popular science knowledge, understood that he came here because of Murong Yan's identity.

"What's up?"

The fan in Zhao Jing's hand slowly shimmered, and under the silver background, her face was embellished with a little more light, "See what you said, my sister can't come to you if she has nothing to do?"

Faced with the friendship she created between siblings, Yaizhen didn't give any face at all, "You wouldn't come to me when you had nothing to do before."

Zhao Jing is also very stable, and she still smiles like a flower despite being so humiliated, "Haha, are you still holding grudge against me for forcing you to do your homework?"

No need to ask, the system proactively said: [That’s not the case.]

Yaizhen: "What's wrong with you? Let's go."

After saying that, Yaizhen did not wait for her reply, but dragged Murong Yan away. Now Murong Yan's mind was full of things that were not worthy of publicity, so he naturally followed Yaizhen away.

Zhao Jing stopped them again, "Oh, cousin, don't be so disrespectful. My friends over there are watching..."

Yaizhen looked in the direction indicated by Zhao Jing's eyes. There were indeed three or four girls in costumes, but... none of his business.

"Step aside."

The smile on Zhao Jing's face froze. She couldn't believe that he really refused to give this face. "Could it be that my cousin just made a friend and then stopped recognizing him as a relative?"

Yaizhen was a little impatient, "I don't want to talk to you, so you don't recognize your relatives? Are you the representative of your family's relatives?"

"You..." Zhao Jing opened her mouth and noticed Murong Yan next to her. She changed the subject and her expression showed a bit of hatred, "Mingshi, forget it on weekdays. Today is grandpa's birthday. I don't want to

Noisy with you."

Before Yaizhen could speak, Zhao Jing sighed heavily again, "Please be sensible, you are not young anymore."

"Who are you?" Murong Yan pulled Yaizi over, with a worried look on his face, "Cousin Mingshi?"

Zhao Jing stroked her hair and tried to act more natural, "Yes, my name is Zhao Jing, it's Mingshi..."

"It turns out she is really my cousin. I thought this house belonged to your family. Who do you think you are trying to teach people on a happy day?"

Zhao Jing turned pale when he said that. If she had her usual temper, she would have scolded her, but she knew who she was facing now and didn't dare to say anything too harsh.

"No... I just hope that my cousin can be more sensible. I didn't teach him a lesson."

"You are just ignorant if I don't want to talk to you? Why don't you look for your own problems?"

The fan in Zhao Jing's hand was almost deformed by her pinching, "It's a bit ungentlemanly to speak to a lady like that..."

Murong Yan said with a cold face, "Gentlemen also have their own people."

Although I don't know why Yaizhen has a bad attitude towards her, but if this so-called cousin comes here and has connotation, I guess she is not a good thing on weekdays.

Zhao Jingqiang kept her face straight, fearing that the little sisters not far away would discover what was going on here, she lowered her voice and said: "I just came to say hello, even if you are from the Murong family, you shouldn't speak so harshly.

"

"It seems you know who I am, so why are you pretending not to know me just now? It's awkward, right?"

Zhao Jing's face was dark. She had never seen such a fool who didn't understand the style!

Sure enough, the reincarnation is good, just use your brain!

Continuing the conversation was just asking for boredom. Zhao Jing glanced at Yaizhen secretly, turned around and left, still walking confidently and swaying, without letting the little sisters in the distance notice that she had been humiliated.

Yaizhen was speechless after being glared at. Why were you glaring at him?

It seems that the person who refused to give me face just now was Murong Yan!
To be continued...