Chapter 429 - 132 Applying to Military Academy A Match Made in Heaven (Part 4)_5
Yun Ya’s face turned red from ear to ear as she raised her hand to knock his away, "What nonsense are you saying?"
Yan Song smiled softly, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered, "There’s been a change in plans. I’m going to apply to a military school as a graduating student. So before the notice comes out, I’ll be able to spend more time with you. Happy?"
Yun Ya glanced at him. Applying to a military school means that upon graduation one becomes an officer directly. Moreover, with the support of the Yan Family, the future was boundless.
She nodded emphatically, throwing herself into his arms to hug his neck, "Happy."
One day, if Brother Yan holds a high position and power, his social class won’t be easily reached by someone like her. She needed to work hard to become even better, so good that standing beside him, no one could question her.
"Brother Yan, we must work hard together."
Just then, a low cough suddenly sounded. Yun Ya was startled, abruptly letting go of him.
Turning her head, she saw Yan Nanmo standing at the entrance of the corridor. She didn’t know how long he had been watching, but he had a gentle smile on his face as he looked at the two of them, "Don’t worry, I didn’t see anything."
Yun Ya’s face turned a deeper shade of red as she called out softly, "Uncle Yan." Yan Nanmo nodded with a smile, passing by the two of them and walking inside.
Yan Song’s face darkened, and he silently ground his teeth.
Once Yan Nanmo had disappeared from sight, Yun Ya let out a light sigh.
Yan Song took her hand, "Don’t worry, if anything happens, you still have me."
In fact, Yun Ya was a bit scared of Yan Nanmo. An official held a strong sense of integrity, and being Brother Yan’s father, would he misunderstand that she was seducing his son after seeing their embrace?
And then tell Aunt Zhuang? Aunt Zhuang probably wouldn’t like her either, so what should she do then?
In reality, she was overthinking it. Yan Nanmo was already aware of their relationship. At first, he did mind Yun Ya’s background a bit but later came to terms with it. As long as his son liked her and Yun Ya was indeed exceptionally outstanding, she was more than worthy of his son.
He decided to turn a blind eye for the time being. However, about Yue Yue, it would have to be kept a secret for now. Once the child grew up and if their feelings remained unchanged, it could be addressed then.
But thinking of the two’s affectionate behavior just now, he was reminded of himself and Yue Yue when they were younger. However, this kid’s skills in wooing girls were nothing compared to his father’s back in the day...
Yun Ya and Yan Song entered the private room one after another. Yan Nanmo sat at the head of the table, Aunt Zhuang was on his right, and the seat next to her was empty. Seeing Yun Ya come in, she waved her over, "Come, Yun Ya, sit next to auntie."
Yun Ya pursed her lips, about to step over when Yan Ke popped out of nowhere and sat down with a plop, "I want to sit next to Mom."
Yun Ya paused with her steps and sat down next to Yan Ke.
Aunt Zhuang scolded Yan Ke a bit, but he shamelessly refused to budge. Unable to do much, she gave Yun Ya an apologetic smile, "This child is just too mischievous, don’t take it to heart, Yun Ya."
Yun Ya shook her head and smiled.
At this moment, Yan Song casually walked in, hands in his pockets, and chose a seat carelessly, which just happened to be beside Yun Ya.
Yan Nanmo looked at the two with a smiling gaze, and Yun Ya lowered her eyelids, feeling a little too shy to meet that kind of look.
Yan Song squinted his eyes, and he and Yan Nanmo shared a glance. Yan Nanmo coughed once and was the first to look away.
Once all the dishes were served, Aunt Zhuang invited everyone to start eating. She picked up a plump shrimp and placed it in Yun Ya’s bowl. Yan Ke pouted discontentedly, "Mom, you’re biased. I’m your biological son."
"Alright, alright, Mom will get you one right away." She said and picked an even bigger shrimp for his bowl.
Aunt Zhuang was strict with her sons on important matters, but she was often indulgent in everyday life, especially with Yan Ke, the younger son. Sweet-talking and well-behaved like a daughter, he was close to her heart, crucially, he knew how to read the room, and Aunt Zhuang loved to indulge him, which did make Yan Ke a bit spoiled, but that’s just how she liked it.
There weren’t many rules at the dinner table usually; there was no need for such solemnity with one’s own family. So, she asked Yan Song, "How did the test go this morning?"
Yan Song responded indifferently, "It went okay."
As the kid always kept his words to himself, "okay" meant "pretty good." Aunt Zhuang had every confidence in her son.
"Give your best in the afternoon as well."
Under the table, Yan Song’s large hand quietly reached out, stroking up along Yun Ya’s thigh. Her face went stiff, but she still had to pretend nothing was happening.
Suddenly, her hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the chopsticks "clattered" onto the table. Aunt Zhuang looked over, "What’s wrong?"
With her cheeks flushed, Yun Ya calmly picked up the chopsticks and smiled, "Nothing."