"Having said that, we should still help this girl with her problems where we can. That way, the young man from the Yan family will owe us a favor." The Big Boss was truly a boss; her calculations were sharp and precise.
"People rely on fate. Look at how sincerely the young Yan cares for Zhu Yanyi. It’s a pity the age gap is so large. Otherwise, they could have been a pair. If that were the case, we wouldn’t need to worry about so many things." Zhu Yanyi’s profound medical skills would inevitably affect her future marriage. Her expertise meant she associated with people different from ordinary folks. Under such circumstances, ordinary people or heirs of noble families involved in factional disputes were unsuitable for her.
The Big Boss glanced at Old Yun. "My wife and I have a fourteen-year age difference." His tone was dismissive, yet beneath that indifference lay a hint of certainty.
Old Yun’s heart stirred. "What do you mean?" Could it be what he thought?
The Big Boss smiled faintly. "I was nearly thirty when I met my wife. You know the situation back then, yet we married. Our relationship has always been good; we haven’t argued in all these years."
"The young Yan and the girl differ by only one cycle. Moreover, the young Yan has never shown any intention to marry. He never allows other women near him, except for the girl. So, tell me, what is the young Yan planning? Don’t you know?" With the experience of someone who had been there, he saw through Yan Aohan’s intentions at a glance.
What kind of plan? In modern terms, it would be called "raising someone from childhood," but that term didn’t exist then. Old Yun was slightly stunned after hearing this. "It seems this young man had this idea long ago. No wonder he transferred the girl’s household registration directly under his name. I wonder if Old Yan knows? I heard Old Yan brought the Guan family’s daughter home last time, hoping to arrange a blind date for the young Yan. It ended with father and son parting on bad terms."
"Families like theirs are beyond our understanding. Besides, as the current head of the family, Yan Aohan’s style cannot be interfered with by others. So, whether Old Yan knows or not is irrelevant. Old Yan cannot control the young Yan; he can only cause him some trouble at most."
The Big Boss saw clearly. Although Old Yan was still alive and respected on the surface, only a few people like the Big Boss knew that Yan Aohan was the true decision-maker in the Yan family. If something happened, Yan Aohan would handle it if he chose to. If Yan Aohan disagreed, even Old Yan’s intervention would be useless. The Yan family’s power could not be used without Yan Aohan’s consent, and relying solely on external forces was equivalent to having none.
Old Yun nodded slightly, fully agreeing with the Big Boss. "It seems this young man from the Yan family had a purpose all along. No wonder he was so dismissive of others."
The Big Boss laughed heartily. "I actually admire this young man’s patience. I also want to see how their story ends."
"I think you just want to watch the drama unfold," Old Yun teased the Big Boss.
At that moment, in another place, Yin Mei looked at Medicine Old Master. "Medicine Old Master, how is my poison?"
"It’s okay. As long as we find Kong Ling, I can still suppress the poison for you." Medicine Old Master’s complexion was clearly good, as if he didn’t hold it against the fact that the person in front of him had originally been an enemy.