A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1673 - 354: One Day Apart Feels Like Three Autumns

Chapter 1673: Chapter 354: One Day Apart Feels Like Three Autumns

After speaking, he turned and walked out, instructing Secretary Song as he went: "Prepare some gifts, I want to visit Elder Qiao."

The secretary was taken aback for a moment; at this sensitive timing, why would Mr. Yan think of visiting Elder Qiao? In the eyes of outsiders, who knows what kind of upheaval this might stir up.

"Yes." The secretary immediately turned to make preparations.

A car drove slowly along the road, its understated design not drawing attention among the traffic.

"I think I roughly understand why Yun Ya would be kept by Elder Qiao’s side." Yan Nanmo said leisurely, tapping his knee lightly with his fingers.

Yan Song suddenly lifted his eyes to look at him.

"As you said, it was Divine Doctor Hua who took her to Linshan, which explains it. Divine Doctor Hua and Elder Qiao were friends in their younger days, something few people know."

But this cannot be the reason for Qiao Bowen to keep Yun Ya by his side, Yan Song’s brows furrowed deeply; is it to restrain the Yan Family?

In this case, Yun Ya would be in danger. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Yan Song clenched his fists tightly.

"Don’t overthink it, it has nothing to do with politics. I can assure you, Yun Ya will be safer there than anywhere else in the world."

Yan Nanmo’s words did not ease Yan Song’s vigilance; as long as Yun Ya was involved, he couldn’t stay calm.

"I heard from your mom that you two argued before, what’s going on?" Yan Nanmo asked with a knowing smile in his eyes.

Yan Song pursed his lips, his brows tightened, "I don’t know since when you became so nosy."

Yan Nanmo laughed heartily: "Couples arguing is nothing new, you need to learn how to appease girls. You’re good at everything, but how come this wasn’t passed down from me?"

Yan Song glanced at him: "Inherited your charm perhaps? You made my mom suffer a lot when you were young. No matter how flawed I may be, I would never let my woman shed tears because of another."

Yan Nanmo was momentarily speechless: "You brat..." Then chuckled and shook his head.

"Yes, in this aspect, you’re better than me."

This child has always been odd since young, not even close to his mom, let alone other girls. Only Yun Ya changed him, there’s just one Yun Ya in this world, I must say this is fate.

The car drove into Linshan, Qiao Yi had received the call early and personally greeted them at the gate.

"Mr. Yan, welcome to your arrival."

He caught a glimpse of the man stepping out of the car behind, dressed in a crisp military uniform, handsome and dignified, with a cold demeanor that held attention effortlessly.

His gaze lowered slightly, respectfully inviting the two inside.

Qiao Jiu whispered: "Isn’t that Prime Minister Yan? Why is he here now?"

Her eyes widened with surprise as they fell on the man walking behind.

"What else? Of course, he came to see if the future daughter-in-law has been wronged here. It seems the Yan Family truly values her, they’ve come so quickly." Qiao San leaned against the pillar with arms crossed.

"Is that man Prime Minister Yan’s eldest son?" Qiao Jiu automatically ignored Qiao San’s last sentence.

Qiao San glanced at her, followed her gaze, and chuckled: "Of course, only a man like him would be worthy of Miss Ji."

Qiao Jiu pursed her lips, said nothing, and turned to leave.

"Sir, Mr. Yan has arrived."

Qiao Bowen coughed, struggling to sit up. Qiao Yi quickly walked over to raise the head of the bed higher.

"Please come in quickly."

Yan Nanmo walked in with a smile: "Uncle Qiao, how has your health been recently? I’ve been busy and couldn’t find time to visit you."

"I’m just waiting for death, it’s rare for you to remember to visit me." His eyes fell on the man beside him, suddenly pointing at him, saying: "Is this..."

Yan Nanmo smiled: "This is my eldest son, Ah Song."

Yan Song politely greeted: "Hello, Grandpa Qiao."

Qiao Bowen nodded with a smile: "Good, good, I remember seeing him as a little child; he has grown so much in the blink of an eye." He noticed the military rank on his shoulder, surprised: "Very impressive."

"He looks too much like his grandfather when young; this kid must be twenty now, right?"

At this moment, Qiao Bowen was quite spirited, perhaps seeing old acquaintances rekindled his energy.

Qiao Yi brought over two chairs, and Yan Nanmo and Yan Song sat down. Yan Song sat with his body straight, exuding dignity, which made Qiao Bowen nod repeatedly.

"After the new year, he’ll be twenty-one." Yan Nanmo said, glancing at Yan Song beside him, pride in his eyes.

This son has always been his greatest pride.

"Engaged?" Qiao Bowen thought such an excellent young man, which lucky girl is his fiancée?

Yan Nanmo smiled: "Engaged, the engagement party was held a few days ago."

Qiao Bowen had been unwell for nearly a year, bedridden and hence unaware of the news about Yan Song’s engagement.

"Oh? Which family’s girl?" Qiao Bowen asked with genuine interest, though a hint of disappointment lingered; he had hoped Yun Ya and him could be paired, they seemed more fitting with each glance, but the kid was already engaged.

"Uncle Qiao, you’ve already met her."

"For you to be fond of her, that girl must be outstanding." Interest waned slightly.

"Oh? Uncle Qiao met her today, if she’s good or not, you’d know best."

Qiao Bowen pondered: "When did I meet her...?"

Sick for so long, his brain dulled. Then it clicked, incredulously: "You mean Yun Ya?"

Yan Nanmo laughed: "Is my daughter-in-law satisfactory to you, Uncle Qiao?"

"It’s truly her." Qiao Bowen appeared quite excited, "To think Yun Ya is Ah Song’s fiancée, that is perfect...."

He suddenly chuckled: "Fate, it’s all fate."

Yan Nanmo sighed deeply, in that sigh, so much was encapsulated: "Indeed, it’s all fate."

Yan Song frowned at the two, sensing something crucial he had overlooked?

"Your visit today, could it be out of concern Yun Ya might be mistreated?" Qiao Bowen chuckled and shook his head.

"Hardly, my concern is Yun Ya giving you trouble...."

"Yun Ya is doing great, I like her very much. You know, I have no descendants, just wish to have a junior accompany me. I saw Yun Ya came with Divine Doctor Hua, this girl felt familiar at first sight, so I took it upon myself to keep her, not knowing she’d turn out to be your daughter-in-law."

Yan Nanmo accompanied his laughter.

"Grandpa Qiao, I wish to see Yun Ya." Yan Song suddenly said.

"Of course, Qiao Yi, take Master Yan to see Yun Ya." Qiao Bowen instructed.

Watching Yan Song rise and leave, his tall and handsome back, Qiao Bowen laughed to Yan Nanmo: "It’s truly the youth, not seeing for a day feels like three years apart."

Yan Nanmo smiled: "You flatter him too much."

Qiao Yi led him to Yun Ya’s room, whispering: "Miss Ji is likely still resting, to avoid disturbing her, so...."

Yan Song gestured at him to leave.

Qiao Yi retreated tactfully.

Yan Song stood at the door, not immediately knocking to enter, his tall frame nearly forming a statue.

Just as Yan Song prepared to knock, the door unexpectedly opened with a "click" from inside.

Yan Song’s hand stopped awkwardly in midair.

"Bang," the room door flew shut quickly, giving Yan Song the cold shoulder.

Yun Ya leaned against the door panel, one hand on her chest, her heart pounding rapidly.

It’s him.

How did he find his way here?