Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 797 - 795: Afraid You’ll Be Too Polite

The few people simultaneously shook their heads, and Yan Yijie chuckled, "No, still as handsome as ever."

Duan Yunfei blinked lightly and then got to the point, "I wonder, how is Miss Tang?"

"She’s fine." Speaking of his beloved wife, the smile on Yan Yijie’s face softened a bit, "I was too careless not realizing her discomfort, she suffered on this journey."

Duan Yunfei nodded slightly, "As long as she’s okay. I heard from Le Xuan that you’ve recently taken over the Yan Family business. How is it? Do you need help?"

"Just some small matters, I can handle them." Yan Yijie laughed, "Rest assured, if I need your help, I won’t be polite."

Duan Yunfei chuckled to tease, "I just fear you being too polite with me, don’t strain yourself."

Although the Yan Family is big and wealthy, it’s nearly all being spent by Yan Hai on indulgence every day.

"Speaking of which, why did your dad suddenly want you to take over?"

Duan Yunfei was curious, as Yan Hai had a tight grip on the Yan Family business, seemingly with no intention of handing it over to his son during his lifetime.

"What do you think?" Yan Yijie sneered, "If it weren’t for my grandfather’s help and the fact that the Yan Family’s business hasn’t been good these past years, would he have let go?"

Fu Junyan raised an eyebrow, "I heard that Mr. Yan’s father is quite a debonair figure?"

Yan Yijie nonchalantly replied, "He’s quite debonair, but he doesn’t really qualify as a figure."

Everyone heard this and silently smiled.

Yan Hai’s escapades have spread throughout Yunye Country, and now it seems even Nanfeng Country knows.

Having such a father, Yan Yijie felt nothing but helplessness.

"Oh, is the kid back?"

Chu Wuqu walked in cheerfully carrying two jars of wine.

Upon seeing the wine in his hands, Duan Yunfei’s smile immediately faded, "Master, did you mess with those jars of wine I buried again?"

"Uh..." Chu Wuqu stiffened briefly, then chuckled, "Isn’t wine meant to be drunk? Don’t worry, after finishing this, I’ll brew you more, as many as you want!"

Duan Yunfei looked at him and spoke in a faint voice, "I buried them for several years."

"Doesn’t the taste remain the same?" Chu Wuqu placed the jars on the table, patting his shoulder, "Don’t worry, your master’s brewing skills have improved greatly, guaranteed to make you wine even better than those buried for years!"

Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow slightly, "That’s what you said, Master. If you can’t brew it, those wines buried on the hill are all mine."

Those wines are aged ten to twenty years more than his.

"What?" Chu Wuqu glared, "You sneaky brat, who told you?"

His buried wine on the hill was kept secret, not even Lan Tian and Bai Yun knew; how did this kid find out?

Duan Yunfei looked at him and said, "No one told me, it was when you sneaked a drink, and I happened to pass by."

Chu Wuqu snorted coldly, "You brat, always on my liquor, really disgraceful, not filial at all."

"These years... "

Before Duan Yunfei finished his sentence, Chu Wuqu interrupted, "Alright, alright, I know you’re filial, this petty matter always on your lips, really disgraceful, didn’t I just spend a little of your money, is it worth mentioning?"

"Senior Chu speaks wisely!" Yan Yijie laughed, "Yunfei lacks everything but money, now with Miss Shen’s wealth, he can’t spend it all in this lifetime."