On Saturday, Xu Li and Shang Yan returned to Merchant Manor together.

The merchant's manor is built on a mountain, surrounded by water to the south, and sits on a sparkling lake. There is a bamboo forest rustling in the wind on the shore, and in the backyard, at the foot of the mountain, is a flower garden.

It is said that Mr. Shang built it specifically for Mrs. Shang in order to make the beauty smile.

Surrounded in the middle is a seemingly chaotic but majestic Chinese-style building.

Because it is far away from the urban area, the old house on the mountain looks particularly quiet and secluded.

Although the manor is large, there are not many people inside. Apart from the housekeeper, there are only ten servants who can enter the building. The remaining servants responsible for the backyard and front yard are all part-time workers.

When Mr. Shang was still here, there were fifty or sixty servants alone, and the whole manor seemed much more lively.

But now, because the servants have been dismissed, the entire manor looks solemn and deserted.

As soon as they arrived at the door of the main building, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties came out. When he saw the two of them, he immediately nodded, "Second Young Master, Second Young Madam, please come in quickly."

"Uncle Chen." Shang Yan nodded lightly.

Uncle Chen grew up with his father, Shang Zhibao. Uncle Chen's father was also a steward of a merchant. After spending so much time in the merchant, the position of steward was passed down.

Therefore, Shang Yan still maintains some respect for him.

Uncle Chen didn't make excuses. He nodded again and said with a smile, "Mr. and Madam didn't arrive until after eight o'clock in the evening because their flight was delayed yesterday. They are waiting for you and Madam!"

As soon as she walked into the house, a woman in gorgeous and luxurious clothes walked out. Her beautiful face had not been left too many traces by time, and even the wrinkles seemed to have treated her well.

"Oh, my baby is back."

Han Qianyue looked at the person at the door with bright eyes, and walked over quickly with joy, "Let mom see, you haven't seen me in this year, you miss me so much."

Shang Yan, "..."

A gust of wind whizzed past him, and the beaming figure passed him directly, walking to Xu Li behind him, holding her hand with both hands, and looking at her sincerely.

"Tsk, I haven't seen you in this year, but you are getting more and more beautiful. Look at this skin that can be broken." Han Qianyue frowned, "Why do I feel thinner than the last video? Isn't that right?

Is this bastard Yan abusing you? He doesn’t give you anything to eat?”

As he said that, he glanced at the son next to him.

The anger and disgust in those eyes were more sincere than the way she looked at Xu Li.

Shang Yan, "..."

He frowned slightly, always feeling that compared with Xu Li, he was more like a free gift, while Xu Li was his biological child.

Recalling that last night, he originally wanted to call them to ask about whether they had gotten off the plane. As a son, this concern was necessary, but unexpectedly, the phone rang twice and was hung up.

Shang Yan thought his mother was busy, so he waited for another ten minutes and called again, but there was a response and he still hung up.

Shang Yan was in a stable state of mind. He asked Uncle Chen and found out that they had arrived at Merchant Manor, so he made another call.

But this time it was even more outrageous. As soon as the ringtone rang, the phone was hung up.

A minute later, a sixty-second message flashed on his WeChat with the note ‘Mom’.

"Shang Yan, is there something wrong with you? You hung up the phone once and still called me. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense now. Do you want to sever the relationship between mother and son..."

He didn't listen to the entire voice, but only half of it. The voice contained the angry roar of his wife, Ms. Han, and various greetings. He was used to it.

These sixty seconds are the limit of WeChat voice, not Ms. Han’s limit.

If it wasn't too troublesome, I guess there would be a few sixty-second voices included later.

He didn't even have time to doubt his life when he saw his little peacock walking past him holding up his mobile phone, as if he was making a call. As soon as he reached the door of the room, he heard the little peacock sweetly call out, "Mom, are you ready?"

Is the plane gone?'.

Shang Yan's face turned dark instantly.

What a real mother.

My son didn't answer the phone and became impatient after calling too many times. My daughter-in-law picked up the phone as soon as she called.

Speaking of which, he would usually call Ms. Han to greet her, but as soon as the number of times increased, he would be inexplicably given the title of 'Mama's Boy', saying that he was almost 30 years old and did not want to spend time with his wife.

Niwai, what kind of phone calls do you make to your mother all day long?

Before he finished speaking, he heard a high-pitched voice coming from the microphone, 'Hey, wait, I touched the eight tubes'.

The corners of his eyes twitched fiercely. His biological mother was unreliable. Even after she settled abroad, she couldn't stay idle. She had a circle of sisters who played mahjong regularly, and even foreign ladies were led astray.

"Mom, I'm not that thin. It's probably because I'm wearing makeup and contouring. The last time I video chatted with you, I didn't have any makeup!"

Xu Li took Han Qianyue's arm affectionately, her voice was sweet and soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

Shang Yan's thoughts were also pulled back by her voice. He took a deep look at her and saw his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walking over without even looking at him.

Uncle Chen on the side twitched his mouth slightly, and gave Shang Yan a sympathetic... bitter smile.

Shang Yan, "..."

He was pitied.

When they arrived at the living room, Shang Zhihuai came in pushing a wheelchair, with a cheerful smile on his face, "Ayan, Ali is back."

"dad."

Xu Li smiled gently and raised her voice, her eyes fell on the gentle man sitting in the wheelchair, and she called softly, "Brother."

Shang Yu's eyebrows were gentle, and he always had a light and elegant smile on his face. There was no trace of gloom in his clear moon-like eyes. He and Xu Li nodded slightly, and their eyes moved to the cold and indifferent face.

Face.

The two brothers looked at each other for a second, then Shang Yan nodded, "Brother."

"It's been a long time since the house was so lively." Shang Yu's voice was gentle, and the smile on his face was a little deeper.

"Yes, you all are here today, and your mother and I also want to announce some news." Shang Zhihuai couldn't help the joy on his face, and waved to Shang Yan, "Ayan, come and sit."

After the servants in the living room left, Xu Li took a sip of tea and looked at Han Qianyue, who was smiling, but not as excited and surging as Shang Zhihuai.

A thought suddenly crossed his mind, but he was not sure, so he looked sideways at Shang Yan.

Shang Yan also noticed her gaze, looked at her for a few seconds and then calmly looked away.

If her own daughter-in-law didn't know something, how could his adopted son know about it.

Drink tea, drink tea.

The living room was quiet for a moment. Shang Zhihuai cleared his throat deliberately and announced, "That's it. Your mother and I have already discussed it before we came back. Tomorrow, the eighth day of the winter lunar month, is a good day, so we are going to prepare
Chapter completed!