A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1395 - 275: A Flickering Lamp, Grandma and Maternal Grandmother (Part 1)

Yan Nanxiao has no other skills, but his foolish filial piety is top-notch. When Lu Yuke disappeared, he was more anxious than anyone else. The police had found some clues. After investigation, the last place Lu Yuke was seen was Rongju Garden. During that time, both Yan Song and Ji Yunya had been there, and afterwards, Lu Yuke was never seen again. This might be related to the Yan Family’s affairs. The police, being smart, only suggested Yan Nanxiao visit Rongju Garden.

Yan Fu soon came to find him, saying that the old man wanted to see him. Yan Nanxiao frowned, but still dutifully went.

As Yan Nanxiao entered the room, he was greeted by the overwhelming scent of traditional Chinese medicine, causing him to wrinkle his brows instinctively. He saw a beautiful young woman attending to the old man’s bedside, gentle and meticulous, a bright sight in the room where illness loomed.

The young woman stood up and gently smiled at him: "Uncle."

He recognized this young woman, Yan Song’s fiancée, of a merchant family background, stunningly beautiful, yet for some reason, he felt averse to her at first sight.

With a detached nod, he walked over to stand three steps away from the bed, respectfully asking: "Grandfather, is there something you need from me?"

He didn’t have much affection for this grandfather either, and deep down even harbored some resentment. Clearly, he was the eldest grandson, yet his grandfather favored the third brother the most. Not only did he raise him personally from a young age, teaching and nurturing him to adulthood, but also paved the way for him, ensuring a smooth career path. And when he looked at his other brothers, except for the fourth, weren’t they all mediocre? Even he, the eldest grandson from the main branch, relied on the Yan Family’s reputation outside, oblivious to how people mocked him behind his back. Moreover, why did the third brother marry a wife superior to those of his other brothers, even when compared to himself... The more he thought about it, the more discontent brewed inside him.

The old man looked at this eldest grandson, who didn’t resemble the Boss, but took after his mother. His almond-shaped eyes gave a sense of harshness in women and insidiousness in men. Among the seven brothers, his appearance was the most ordinary, and his ability was equally mediocre, timid yet obstinate. After years in his career, he remained stagnant. Even if his superiors wanted to promote him, they had to consider whether he was capable enough, otherwise, it would backfire. He not only failed to reflect and improve but also pushed his luck. If it weren’t for Nanmo standing there, he would have already been pulled over the coals.

Initially, he harbored some expectations for this eldest grandson, but later, he was completely disappointed. Lu Yuke didn’t raise this son well at all. Indeed, how could he expect an illiterate, unruly, and venomous rural woman to produce a qualified family heir?

"Nanxiao, how is work going lately?" the old man asked gently, like a loving elder.

Yan Nanxiao paused for a moment, honestly replying: "Everything is still fine."

Indeed, everything was fine. With such a formidable cousin, who wouldn’t give him some respect? He adeptly borrowed the authority of others. On one hand, he disdained the third brother, yet on the other, he comfortably enjoyed the conveniences brought by him.

"Yes, whether it’s being a person or doing work, one must be down-to-earth. You’ve been honest from a young age, unable to expand but capable of preservation. I’m old and won’t live much longer; the Yan Family will rely on you all in the future."

Yan Nanxiao frowned. What did grandfather mean? Was he mocking him for being opportunistic? It’s true that in his career, after being provoked by villains, he had indeed become sleeker and made considerable progress, but he wasn’t foolish, never leaving any evidence behind. Could it be grandfather knew something?

He knew grandfather looked down on him, having eyes only for the third brother. Deep down, he couldn’t accept it, so he said: "Isn’t there still the third brother?"

The old man looked at him and sighed: "Your third brother is someone who achieves great things; there’s much he can’t attend to. The family will rely on you from now on."

It felt like he was just meant to be the third brother’s follower, forever trailing behind him—why should it be so?

Yan Nanxiao repressed his discontent and responded, "Yes, I understand, grandfather."

"As long as you understand grandfather’s intentions."

Yan Nanxiao squinted slightly, suddenly saying: "There’s something I want to ask you, grandfather, and I hope you can answer truthfully."

"What do you want to ask?"

"My mother is missing. The last place she was seen before disappearing was Rongju Garden. Please tell me, grandfather, where is my mother?" With that, he stepped closer, eyes locked onto the old man’s face.

The old man knew this would come, closed his eyes, and said softly: "You should go back."

"Grandfather, I need to know my mother’s whereabouts. If you don’t tell me, I’ll have to let the police search."