"What is it?"

"The Yang family is in a corner, and doesn't want to get involved in any fights. Since you are the son of an old friend, please read the friendship of your parents and don't make her embarrassed."

"..." Yan Chengchi's pupils tightened, a glimmer of light reflected from the bottom of his eyes.

The deceased’s son, does he mean Yan Sheng or his biological father?

Yang Muya knows his father?

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Chengchi's palm suddenly tightened.

He has never understood why his parents left the Yan family in the first place. When they died, they did not tell him that he was a descendant of the Yan family.

After being brought back to the Yan family by Yan Sheng, he asked Yan Sheng. Yan Sheng only told him that his mother was just a girl from an ordinary family and could not reach the Yan family at all. His father abandoned his identity because of his love. Their mother and son left the Yan family.

This walk took more than 20 years, and he refused to forgive the old man Yan who wanted to separate their husband and wife until his death.

Therefore, even though he gave his son a Yan, he refused to tell him his true identity.

After many years, Yan Chengchi himself couldn't remember his father's appearance. He only vaguely remembered that his mother had paid a lot to take care of him.

When he finally died, he was still worried that no one would take care of him.

In the impression, his parents are not grudges, how could they resent an old man, resentful for so many years, even unwilling to let him recognize his ancestors?

Perhaps, it's not like Yan Sheng told him that the Yan family's then paternal master, his grandfather, should have done something that his father could not forgive until his death.

It's just that those old things disappeared with the deceased, and even Yan Sheng didn't want to mention it again.

It's just that he has been grateful for God's mercy, so that he can still find his only biological brother in this world, and bring Yan Chengchi back to the Yan family for training.

But the inability to ask from Yan Sheng's mouth does not mean that Yan Chengchi was not curious about what happened to him back then.

Since Yang Muya mentioned his father, she must have known something back then...

"When will she be back?" Yan Chengchi raised his head, black eyes like torches, and swept towards the housekeeper.

"Shao Chi, even if Missy comes back, she will not agree to what you ask her to do..."

"I will fight for the power of attorney, but I will not force her. You can tell her for me. I want to see her. I just want to ask her about the deceased person. I will not embarrass her about the things she doesn't want to do. ."

Yan Chengchi interrupted the housekeeper coldly, and his voice sank.

"I will tell the eldest lady what Chi Shao has said. As for whether she will end the trip early and come back, I don't know, Chi Shao walks slowly." The butler hesitated for a few seconds before accepting it and leaning respectfully towards Yan Chengchi .

The Yan family and Yang family were close friends and acquaintances in the older generations, but they had no contact for more than ten years. In addition, Mr. Yang has passed away, and now there is no favor to rely on.

Yan Chengchi raised his head and glanced at the courtyard in front of him deeply, curled his eyes, turned and walked towards the car.

Leave simply and neatly.

The butler made sure that he was gone, and then entered through the small door and walked deep in the yard in front of a woman standing under the ginkgo tree.

"He's gone?" The woman under the tree turned around, revealing a well-maintained face.

Bright and beautiful features and elegant and picturesque temperament make her look like she is only in her early thirties.

The wind blew under the ginkgo tree, raising the hem of her skirt, adding a touch of poetry to her, and the whole person looked so beautiful and refined.