Yan Aohan nodded, then straightened her thoughts. "My father is named Yan Xicheng. My mother is not of the Hua ethnicity; she is from a minority group, named Alogesang."
"Wait, wait." Zhu Yanyi looked at Yan Aohan. "Don't tell me you mean that Yan Xicheng? That Alogesang?"
Yan Xicheng had followed the first Great Boss during the founding of the nation. He was one of the first-generation marshals in the military. Although he had retired, his prestige in the army remained strong.
Her wife, Alogesang, was no less capable than any man. During the war, she had once been a female bandit. Later, she led her people to join the first Great Boss in building the country. She was a famous female general. Now, she had retired alongside Yan Xicheng. However, Zhu Yanyi’s generation still knew the legends of Yan Xicheng and Alogesang.
"It must be the one you know. There is no other Yan Xicheng in the upper circles," Yan Aohan sneered. He held absolute disdain for his father. To him, the title of Grand Marshal meant nothing; he was just an old man.
"It really is her," Zhu Yanyi said. She knew Yan Aohan was extraordinary, but she hadn’t expected her background to be so high.
"It is him. Ignore him. He won’t have an extra eye or an extra mouth. In the future, if you meet him, just treat him as an old man," Yan Aohan said with clear contempt.
"Are you sure someone with an extra eye and an extra mouth is still normal?" Zhu Yanyi gave Yan Aohan a cold look. "From your tone, it seems you and your father have a grudge."
"That old man has been idle lately. Didn’t I go back a while ago? He took advantage of my inattention and inexplicably arranged a blind date with the Guan family. I told him repeatedly that I wasn’t considering marriage in the short term, but he treated it as if I was just joking. So, I decided to give him the cold shoulder. I don’t plan to go home for ten years." After speaking, Yan Aohan’s expression instantly turned pitiful. "Ani, I have no home. You must take me in."
"Heh." Zhu Yanyi gave her a sharp look. "I think you could act more pitiful. No home? What do you mean no home? You have so many courtyard houses and properties. Don’t you have a place to live?"
"It’s not that I have nowhere to live. It’s that I have no home," Yan Aohan said, looking at Zhu Yanyi very seriously.
Her focused gaze made Zhu Yanyi’s heart skip a beat. She then said, "Fine. Seeing how pitiful you are, you can follow me from now on. Whatever I eat, you eat."
"Good." Yan Aohan smiled. She knew Zhu Yanyi wasn’t indifferent to her. At least, she felt this development was quite good. "Let me continue introducing my family. Besides my father and mother, I have two older brothers and one older sister. My eldest brother is Yan Huajun. She married Lan Man. They have a son and a daughter. The daughter, Yan Raoyue, is the elder. The son, Yan Xidong, is the younger. You have met my second brother, Yan Hongyi. Her wife is also from a minority group, named Duola. The couple has twin sons. One is named Yan Xinan, and the other is Yan Xixi. My eldest sister is Yan Zhaoxia. She married Hua Yaohui of the Hua family. They have only one daughter, named Hua Xiyue. I am the youngest child of my parents in their later years, so I can be quite willful."
"Are you sure you know you are willful?" Zhu Yanyi looked at Yan Aohan with a teasing glance. She hadn’t expected Yan Aohan to understand herself so well.