"Your father always acts on a whim. Why didn't you inherit that trait? You are too serious," Lao Yao said. Thinking of his old friend, he felt this young man was too solemn. He lacked the passion of youth and seemed too mature.
Yan Aohan remained expressionless. "Lao Yao, I was born this way. My father is sometimes too willful. He needs to change."
Lao Yao was speechless. "You are so young. If I remember correctly, you are only seventeen this year?" He looked at Yan Aohan. Yan Aohan shook his head. "I am eighteen."
"Fine. You are eighteen. An eighteen-year-old girl is like a flower. An eighteen-year-old boy should be full of energy. Where is that in you? You look like a little old man." Lao Yao looked gloomy. "I think your father sent you to see me on purpose. He knows I hate this mature style."
Zhang Haifeng hurriedly said, "Lao Yao, you are wronging Young Master Yan. Boss is like this because…"
"Stop." Yan Aohan interrupted. "It is just my personality."
Yan Aohan stopped Zhang Haifeng, but Zhu Yanyi saw from Zhang Haifeng’s expression that there was a reason for Yan Aohan’s change. She thought about it and understood. If parents are not like this, children usually aren’t either. It could be a gene mutation, inheritance from grandparents, or outside influence. Yan Aohan’s case was clearly caused by outside factors. She wouldn’t say it, and she didn’t know what it was. But she knew her family sent her to Lao Yao for this reason. In modern terms, she had psychological issues.
"Grandpa Yao, guests should be treated well. Can’t you host them properly? Is this how you treat guests?" Zhu Yanyi wasn’t helping Yan Aohan. She just wanted to tease Lao Yao.
"Heh." Lao Yao gave a short laugh. "Come in." He turned and walked into the house first.
Zhu Yanyi smiled at Yan Aohan and Zhang Haifeng. "Should I call you Uncle or Brother?"
"Brother," Yan Aohan said.
"Uncle is fine too," Zhang Haifeng added.
"I think you want to take advantage of me," Zhu Yanyi said, looking at Zhang Haifeng unhappily.
"You are a little kid. What advantage can I take?" Zhang Haifeng felt wronged.
"Look at you. How much older are you? You want to be my uncle? No way." Her eyes turned. "From now on, I will call you Little Zhang."
Zhang Haifeng was stunned. "You are bullying me for being older."
"Hmph. Are you as old as Grandpa Yao?" Zhu Yanyi said directly.
"Of course not as old as Lao Yao," Zhang Haifeng said. He wouldn’t say he was older than Lao Yao. Lao Yao was over seventy. He was only in his early twenties. They were not in the same league.
"See? Grandpa Yao. I call him Grandpa, but he is actually my master. Think about it. My master is over seventy. If I call you Uncle, you would be his peer. Grandpa Zhang~" Zhu Yanyi deliberately dragged out the sound.