"Stop making excuses. Just tell me your purpose directly, or I’ll cancel my trip back tomorrow. I’m very busy and have no time to waste with you." Yan Aohan felt a strong sense that his grandfather had gotten into trouble again.
"Oh, don’t be like that," Grandpa Yan hurriedly said. "I just want you to meet the Guan family’s granddaughter. She just returned from studying abroad, is twenty-four this year, and is a very nice person. I’ve met her, and her personality is good too."
"Then I won’t go back tomorrow," Yan Aohan said calmly. He suspected his grandfather was just bored and trying to stir up trouble.
"Boy, if you dare not come back, you’ll be unfilial," Grandpa Yan insisted.
"Fine, consider me unfilial," Yan Aohan replied. He was an expert at handling his grandfather’s tactics.
The old man sighed in helplessness. "Alright, boy, I admit I was wrong. But I’ve already promised them a meeting."
"Whoever made the promise can go. Of course, if you want to take a second wife, as long as your wife agrees, I have no objection." Yan Aohan would never yield on this matter. "Old man, let me make this clear: you’d best not interfere with my marriage. Otherwise, you’ll be the one who ends up in an awkward position. You know I won’t enter into political marriages. Our Yan family doesn’t need them either. Besides, those noble ladies in the capital are not suitable to be my wife, especially if they aren’t the one I want. I will find my own wife. Don’t cause me trouble."
"Boy, tell me honestly, do you have a girlfriend?" Grandpa Yan’s heart skipped a beat. He knew his son well; such a reaction meant there was a reason.
"That’s none of your business. I don’t plan to marry within the next ten years, so stop thinking about setting up blind dates for me," Yan Aohan answered directly. He actually wanted to say five years, but felt that wasn’t enough punishment for his grandfather, so he doubled it.
"Ten years?" The old man’s suspicion vanished instantly. "Are you deliberately teasing your father?"
"Think whatever you want. If you keep making a fuss, I won’t come back for ten years," Yan Aohan said indifferently. He was busy enough as it was, and no one would mind if he stayed away for a decade.
Madam Alo Gesang, Yan Aohan’s mother, had also heard the conversation. She wasn’t happy at the thought of not seeing her son for ten years, so she snatched the phone. "Ah Han, it’s Mom. Are you really not going to meet that girl from the Guan family? I think she’s quite nice."
"Mom, don’t worry too much about me. She can’t be my wife. I know who I want. I said ten years, so within ten years, I will definitely bring a daughter-in-law home to you." Yan Aohan’s tone toward her mother was infinitely warmer and more respectful than toward her father.
Hearing this, Madam Alo Gesang understood. It seemed her son had someone in mind, but for some reason, she couldn’t bring her home yet. As the saying goes, a mother knows her son best. "In that case, I’ll decline the Guan family’s offer right away."
"Good," Yan Aohan agreed. "I just returned from Zhejiang Province and brought back many local specialties. I’ll send them over to you tomorrow so you can try them. The seafood there is quite good."
"Great." The mother smiled happily at her son’s filial piety. "Tomorrow noon or evening?"
"Noon," Yan Aohan decided after a moment’s thought. "I have things to do in the evening."
Madam Alo Gesang agreed and gave him a few more reminders before hanging up.