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"Yes, please come in quickly. Grandpa must be even more anxious." Yan Jinchang patted his head and then led everyone past the living room to a door, softly explaining:
"Little sister, boss, grandpa really can’t stand the cold, so he has been staying in his room these days. It might be a bit warm inside. Why don’t you take off one layer of coats to avoid catching a cold from going between cold and warm."
Yan Jinchang glanced at the boss, whose dark face showed no expression, wanting to address him as "brother-in-law," but he didn’t have the courage and ended up instinctively shouting "boss."
"Yes, Miss, and son-in-law, the old master has to keep the temperature higher because of his frail health," Aunt Qiu explained softly, following Yan Jinchang.
The "bit warm" that Yan Jinchang mentioned was no mere politeness. Outside in Beijing, the temperature is already minus ten degrees or more, and even in the living room, it is about one or two degrees. But when they finally entered Mr. Yan’s sickroom, that’s when they truly understood the meaning of "a bit warm."
It really was a bit warm. As the room door opened to a gap as wide as a fist, Yan Jinsu felt a wave of heat hit her face!
The temperature must be at least twenty degrees! Is this still winter? It feels more like summer!
Taking off one layer of coat isn’t enough to withstand it; everyone in the group was already wearing thermal underwear. In such a temperature, just staying a bit longer would get you sweaty all over!
After Aunt Qiu finished speaking, she left the door open with a gap of about a finger’s width, allowing people to feel the temperature inside.
Yan Jinsu immediately turned to instruct the two female guards behind her:
"In a moment, Sister Tao, help Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi take off their coats and cotton padded jackets."
Xie Jingchen also silently helped his little wife take off her coat, and like this, the whole group quickly took off their outer garments and closed the room door.
With the warmth inside, even a set of thermal underwear felt too hot. But Yan Jinsu had no more clothes to take off, despite feeling hot.
As for Xie Jingchen, he wasn’t wearing thermal underwear; due to his spiritual power, his body has always been warm and he doesn’t fear the cold at all.
Under his cotton padded military uniform, he was just wearing two simple layers of cotton underwear, not the tight-fitting thermal type. Thus, among all the family members who entered the old master’s room, he was the most comfortable.
Yan Jinsu was surprised to see a relatively young middle-aged lady, about forty or fifty years old, attending to Elder Yan with very affectionate gestures.
"Little sister, I forgot to tell you, this is Little Grandma. This is your first meeting," Yan Jinchang introduced them.
Yan Jinsu slightly furrowed her brows, then relaxed them and nodded, greeting in a neutral tone, "Little Grandma, happy new year."
"Same to you, Miss," Wang Qiuling smiled in response, sitting beside Mr. Yan without standing up to greet the newcomers.
At this point, Yan Xiqing had fallen asleep while waiting, and Yan Jinsu and her group arrived just as he had dozed off.
But before going to sleep, he had instructed his grandson to bring the visitors to his room, so his room was already prepared.
While it was still his room, there were some changes made.
Yet seeing how Elder Yan was not giving her face, she almost burst out laughing. Because of this, Yan Jinsu still spoke up with a word of praise:
"Old man, you’re overthinking, your body could live another ten or eight years without any problems."
Yan Jinsu had originally intended to speak gently to her biological grandfather, but upon facing Elder Yan, her words seemed to come out involuntarily.
Elder Yan’s old face showed delight, and he weakly took hold of Yan Jinsu’s hand, asking cheerfully, "You little brat, as long as you’re alright, that’s good."
Wang Qiuling, however, was shocked by Yan Jinsu’s form of address, her expression extremely astonished and her complexion ashen. She appeared to want to speak, yet deliberately avoided Elder Yan’s gaze, only revealing her displeasure in front of Yan Jinsu.
But Yan Jinsu acted as if she hadn’t noticed; after all, this ’Little Grandma’ really had no relation to her. Her own biological grandmother had passed away decades ago, and this Little Grandma was just a distant relative of her grandmother’s, with any blood relation being quite remote.
Moreover, the one who should be giving Wang Qiuling face was her nominal father, Yan Dongsheng. As for her, the granddaughter raised outside of the family, huh—
Even Elder Yan dared not force her to acknowledge her ancestors and return to the family lineage, so where did this ’Little Grandma’ get the confidence to flaunt her status as an elder in front of her?
"Old man, you take care of your health, and I’ll have Xiao Shi held for you," Yan Jinsu said, seeing that Elder Yan did not look well—after all, he had drained himself too much in his youth, and his body was indeed severely decrepit now.
If not for the good medicines and care provided by Yan Jinsu, he would have turned into a mound of loess long ago.
"Really? Okay, for the sake of my great-grandson, I must take good care of myself." Upon hearing Yan Jinsu’s words, Yan Xiqing immediately responded with joy.
His cloudy eyes then looked towards—
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