The President is Being Shameless Again

“Master Yan, it’s interesting how he addresses you,” Lin Chu asked boldly in an attempt to break the awkward silence in the car. The quiet atmosphere was stressing her out.

Yan Beicheng cast a glance at her and slightly lifted the corners of his mouth. Lin Chu was not sure if he smiled, nor did she know if he was in a good mood. However, she did not dare to look at him directly, she only peeked at him from the corner of her eyes from time to time.

“If you want to stare, you can just do it openly. It’s not like I forbade you from doing so,” Yan Beicheng said with his pleasantly clear voice. She was unsure if it was an illusion, but she could tell that he was mocking her from his tone.

She turned to look at him instinctively. His expression implied that he knew that he was good-looking, and he was used to people staring at him all the time.

Lin Chu was utterly speechless, “…”

“Ningbai’s dad is my granduncle, he’s also my great-grandfather’s youngest son. When my granduncle was born, my great-grandfather was already 65 years old. My granduncle’s only 39 this year,” Yan Beicheng explained. “His dad went on a business trip and his mum’s busy working on a huge case, so I’m looking after him today.”

“….” Lin Chu looked at the chubby kid who was blowing bubbles with his mouth through the rear-view mirror. She just thought that Yan Beicheng’s great-grandfather messed up his own family hierarchy.

“Big Nephew, where’s my Japanese cuisine?” Yan Ningbai was brought to the storefront of a Sichuan restaurant by Yan Beicheng. He could smell the spicy aroma and felt a sense of bitterness arising and said, “Your uncle’s still young. He can’t take spicy food!”

Yan Beicheng replied, “Hehe, a clueless ally wanting to eat Japanese food?”

“Big Nephew, is there any non-spicy meat? Something like ribs would be good,” Yan Ningbai asked resentfully.

Yan Beicheng was holding the menu in his hands. His eyes swept across steamed pork ribs on the menu, but he kept a straight face and replied, “No. They only serve spicy meat.”

Yan Ningbai was biting down and pulling on the handkerchief provided by the restaurant, “You’re just lying to me because I can’t read.”

In the end, the dishes placed in front of Yan Ningbai were non-spicy vegetables.

Lin Chu looked at him chewing on the vegetables with his teary eyes and sad face. She felt bad for him and discreetly ordered the steamed pork ribs.

Yan Ningbai held a piece of steamed pork rib in one hand, chewing on it and staining his entire mouth with oil. He was touched. “Chu Chu, you’re the best indeed. There are actually non-spicy pork ribs on the menu but Big Nephew bullied me because I couldn’t read. No wonder he’s still single at his age.”

Lin Chu did not know how to respond, “…”

Yan Beicheng said nothing as well, “…”

“It’d be great if you were Big Nephew’s wife, then I wouldn’t have to be abused by him all the time. I’d be so blessed to have a caring and gentle niece-in-law like you!” Yan Ningbai was eating his ribs in immense satisfaction. “Do you want to consider him? My Big Nephew is rich and simple-minded.”

“Ahem!” Lin Chu was stuffing steamed fish and bean sprouts together into her mouth but she choked on it when she heard that. The chili oil traveled to her throat directly, causing her to cough until tears came out from her eyes. She was gasping for air because she could not breathe, and her throat was in burning pain.