I Became Super Rich After Resigning-Chapter 45 - : The Person Who Isn’t Family Refers to Chu Yan
Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The Person Who Isn’t Family Refers to Chu Yan
Yuan Xi listened to Chu Yan’s words and couldn’t help but smirk internally. Chu Lin must have used some thick filter to perceive such rudeness as straightforwardness.
Yang Zhang didn’t scold Chu Yan, he just glanced at Yang Ying, his face full of displeasure, “For future family dinners, those who are not family members need not be brought to the Yang Family.”
Yang Ying was stunned.
Chu Yan chuckled from the side, “Brother-in-law, did you hear that? It’s your first time at Uncle’s house, and bringing this kind of homemade tea from your rural relatives was definitely inappropriate. You didn’t treat Uncle as family. You should apologize to Uncle; he’s generous and won’t exclude you from the family after you apologize…”
Yuan Xi looked at Chu Yan and gently shook her head. She was actually quite envious of Chu Yan; she must be so naïve from never having worked a day in her life.
Yang Zhang ignored Chu Yan and turned to Huo Shiyuan, “John, please to the tea room.”
Huo Shiyuan nodded indifferently, taking Yuan Xi by the hand to the tea room.
Yuan Xi asked in a low voice, “Have you met Uncle?”
Huo Shiyuan also whispered, “He had worked under my aunt’s command and I’ve met him a few times at my aunt’s house.”
Yuan Xi didn’t know the specific position of Huo Shiyuan’s aunt, but the respect Yang Zhang showed Huo Shiyuan indicated that it must be quite a significant position.
Chu Yan looked at their retreating figures and murmured to Yang Ying, “Mom, didn’t Uncle dislike the tea that brother-in-law brought? Why did he then invite brother-in-law to the tea room?”
Yang Ying looked at the naïve Chu Yan, realizing that when the older brother spoke of ‘those who are not family’, he was referring to Chu Yan.
“Yanyan, you should speak less. Regardless of the quality, it’s the thoughtfulness of your brother-in-law’s gift that counts. You can’t be so impolite, especially with your uncle’s status, you need to be careful not to cause trouble with your words. Why would your uncle only drink collector’s grade tea? Such words, if spread, could greatly affect his future prospects.”
Chu Yan was quick to admit her faults and with a sweet smile, she said, “Mom, I realize my mistake now. I guess Uncle’s inviting brother-in-law to the tea room to show his down-to-earth manner.”
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Once Huo Shiyuan entered the tea room and took a seat, he smiled, “I heard from my uncle that you also enjoy tea. This tea was personally roasted by him at the tea mountain by Ruohu in March. It’s not rare, but homegrown and roasted without any chemicals or artificial flavors; it’s safe to drink. I will humbly make a cup of tea in front of you.”
Yang Zhang smiled lightly, “I cannot claim mastery, but tea roasted by Minister Xiao himself must be excellent.”
Yuan Xi watched Huo Shiyuan prepare the tea. Gu Hanchen had gone through a phase where he was obsessed with tea ceremony and learned to make tea for a couple of days; Yuan Xi had joined him in learning from a tea master as well.
However, after two days, both she and Gu Hanchen gave up.
Making tea was simply too hot for them; their hands almost blistered from picking up the tea bowls.
Gu Hanchen asked the tea master, “What to do if the tea is too hot?” The tea master’s answer was just one word, “Endure.” So, Gu Hanchen gave up on making tea altogether.
Now, seeing Huo Shiyuan making tea, it seemed like he didn’t find it hot at all, nor did he seem to be enduring it. His movements were smooth and graceful.
Huo Shiyuan handed the freshly brewed tea to Yang Zhang, and also passed a cup to Yuan Xi.
Yuan Xi took the tea, took a sniff, and was greeted by a burst of tea aroma.
Yang Zhang tasted a sip and said, “This is good tea, smooth on the palate with a lingering sweetness. Homegrown tea really is different, and the roast is done just right too.”
Huo Shiyuan smiled lightly, “I’m glad Uncle likes it.”
Yang Zhang set down his teacup and asked, “Shiyan, how did you become the ‘farm laborer’ that Chu Yan mentioned?”
Huo Shiyuan said, “I live in Ruohu Mansion by the lakeside of Ruohu. When my family found out I was settling in Jiang City, they asked me to oversee the Ruohu Shi Yi high-end resort project. Chu Yan assumed I was a construction worker living in the countryside.”
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Yang Zhang said, “Chu Yan has been spoiled by her family. Ah, why didn’t you explain your identity?”
Huo Shiyuan did not conceal his reasons, “The Bo Family has found itself in some trouble and wants Shixi to invest. However, in my opinion, there is no need to invest in Fan Yan, and several domestic investment companies agree, assessing that it’s not worth investing in. Bo Fan has tried to contact me more than once, and there are many like Bo Fan in Jiang City. The lakeside of Ruohu is still quite serene. Letting outsiders know my identity would likely disturb the peace, especially now that Yuan Xi is pregnant. It’s crucial we keep Ruohu Mansion quiet.”
Yang Zhang said, “Xinyan is pregnant, congratulations! Xinyan, we must have met before, right?”
Yuan Xi listened to the unfamiliar name and responded with a professional, faint smile, “Yes, a year ago when you were giving the award to the outstanding young entrepreneurs of Jiang City, I was right beside Gu Hanchen, and I saw you then.”
Yang Zhang said, “No wonder you looked familiar to me. It’s good that you could come back. For twenty-five years, our family has never stopped looking for you. The nanny and the human trafficker said you were taken to the North, and we kept searching there without realizing that you were actually in Jiang City…”
Yuan Xi said, “I heard from the villagers that my parents found me by Ruohu, about to be thrown into the lake.
My parents never had children and thought the people who were there to work from outside the village couldn’t afford to raise me and didn’t want me anymore, so they bought me from her.
My adoptive parents had already planned to adopt a child from the orphanage that day, and they went to bring a child home, but the orphanage told them that the child had been taken back by their biological parents.
My adoptive parents were very disappointed at first, but on their way back, they found me by Ruohu, about to be thrown into the lake, and felt it was fate that they encountered me, so they bought me.
If it wasn’t for my adoptive parents, I would have died a long time ago. It can be said that they gave me a second life, just like my biological parents.”
Huo Shiyuan frowned slightly, “After the human trafficker took you, instead of selling you for money, they chose to kill you?”
Now that Yuan Xi thought about it, it was quite strange—child traffickers generally chose to sell children for money.
Why did that trafficker decide to let her drown in the lake?
If it weren’t for her adoptive parents happening to see her, she would’ve ended up at the bottom of Ruohu.
Yang Zhang said, “It does seem strange indeed—the trafficker even deliberately made us think you had gone to the North.”
Yuan Xi asked, “Is it possible that my parents offended someone? Someone intent on revenge?”
Huo Shiyuan said, “If it was intentional revenge, then killing Chu Lin would have been more valuable. At that time, Chu Lin was already two years old.”
Knock knock, the door to the tea room was struck.
A young woman dressed in a cheongsam entered, “Is this Xinyan? She’s so beautiful.”
Yuan Xi looked at the woman in front of her, unfamiliar.
“I am your Aunt Yang.”
Aunt Yang stepped forward and took Yuan Xi’s hand.
“Aunt Yang,” Yuan Xi said, “You look very young, almost the same age as me.”
Please with the compliment, Aunt Yang said cheerfully, “Oh, I am much older than you. I’m already thirty-six.”
Hearing that Aunt Yang was thirty-six, Yuan Xi was also surprised at her age.
Her uncle was almost fifty—this was a case of an older man with a younger woman…
Yuan Xi didn’t say it out loud, but Aunt Yang, Ye Zhu, started to explain, “Your uncle and I are both in our second marriage, so there is quite an age gap. We can eat now. Today is a rare occasion with you back; let’s talk while we eat.”
“Okay,” Yuan Xi agreed.
On a late May evening, a gentle breeze wafted under the setting sun, and dining in the courtyard while enjoying the view of the plants and flowers had a unique charm.
Chu Yan saw that she and Bo Fan were seated at the very end of the table and immediately looked upset. She turned to see Ye Zhu holding Yuan Xi’s hand warmly and sitting in a forward position, which made her even more displeased.
Chu Yan thought to herself, her Aunt Yang truly didn’t hide her opportunistic intentions with her second marriage, cozying up to Yuan Xi, thinking she was a true lady of wealth.
Little did she know, Yuan Xi had married a construction worker from a rural area; the highest class she could ever belong to was probably just being a deputy manager in Mi Chen’s firm—a kind of company that was hardly recognized by the old elite circles of Jiang City.
Bo Fan saw Yang Zhang walking over with Yuan Xi’s husband, both chatting amicably.
And thinking back to how he wanted to ask Yang Zhang about the development of cultural entertainment in Jiang City, only to be snubbed, he narrowed his eyes and took a scrutinizing look at Chu Yan beside him.
Chu Yan whispered to Bo Fan, “Bo Fan, our uncle’s status is not ordinary; it’s essential that he’s not caught in the crosshairs for favoring the rich over the poor. That’s why he’s so friendly and close to my sister and brother-in-law—it demonstrates our uncle’s populist image… not that he’s deliberately close to my brother-in-law while snubbing you.”
