Before Yan Yan could speak.
He quickly interrupted, "Your big brother waved his hand and took the brand I painstakingly built, and I still have to pack it up neatly and hand it over to you. In light of how diligently I’ve worked, let co over to your place for a bit, okay?"
Yan Yan sat down on the sofa, elegantly propping his legs up on the coffee table.
Lazily, he asked, "Just you coming?"
Fan Xinglan hastily moved the phone aside and glanced at a few of his brothers beside him.
It was the sa group from the chat earlier, all friends of Yan Yan, a bunch of crown princes who, with nothing better to do, liked to stir things up.
At this mont, they were gathered around Fan Xinglan.
They were all scheming to take advantage of the weekend to visit Yan Yan’s ho and see the legendary young girl he reportedly brought back and hid there.
Upon hearing Yan Yan’s words, they panicked, glancing at each other.
After a long pause, one of them picked up the phone.
"And... and too," the person said with a cheeky smile, "Yan, isn’t it that we pals haven’t gathered in a while? Let’s take this opportunity to et up!"
Another person also leaned over and added into the phone, "Yeah, yeah, I heard you recently picked up a little girl?"
Upon saying that, he received a glare from Fan Xinglan.
Can you just say things like that??
What if Yan Yan doesn’t even let them have a look?
How could Yan Yan not know the nature of this group of friends? He rubbed his temples.
Lazily, he agreed, "If you guys want to co, co. Oh, by the way, you have to bring gifts," he paused, and added, "preferably food."
When it cos to enjoying food, drinks, and fun, no one in the entire Imperial City is more skilled than them.
Yan Yan was waiting for them to bring snacks from all over the world to feed to his pets.
Hearing this, Fan Xinglan eagerly nodded along, "Of course, of course, future little sister-in-law’s gift is a given!"
Yan Yan sneered, too lazy to argue: "Okay, I’m hanging up then."
As soon as the call ended, the previously quiet and tense group of guys imdiately leapt up.
"He agreed!"
"Wow, aweso, tomorrow let’s just head over!"
Soone else noticed a detail and winked, "Just now Little Fanfan called her the future little sister-in-law, and Yan Yan didn’t deny it??"
Another person rolled his eyes, "That’s his personality, he’s probably just too lazy to argue."
"Seems like our future little sister-in-law is a foodie, just wait, I’ll have so snacks airfreighted over right now!"
"Exactly, exactly! My mom just got back from Y Country, I’ll take a look at what goodies she brought back!"
Don’t be fooled by how haughty this group of second-generation heirs normally is, acting like kings outside; in front of Yan Yan, they are as docile as lambs.
They deeply admire Yan Yan and naturally value his people too.
The following afternoon.
On the streets of the Imperial City, several extrely flashy top luxury cars drove by in a convoy.
Each one more eye-catching than the last, just the sound of the engines was audible from ten streets away.
Incredibly arrogant.
These were the types of cars usually only seen in the news, leaving the passersby staring.
They thought so racing club was holding a competition recently.
The guards at the gate of the Yan Family villa had received the ssage long ago, and since the license plates of these vehicles were familiar, they quickly let them in.
A group of young masters parked the cars, each carrying large bags filled with things, and the packaging was especially girlish.
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