louisehourcade Chapter 150 Temple Fair!
Chapter 150 Temple Fair!
"Happy New Year, Brother Yan."
These four simple words were like a bombshell dropped on a calm lake.
The entire main hall fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
You could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's expression froze on their faces.
His mouth opened wide involuntarily, wide enough to fit an egg.
Yan... Brother Yan?
Did they hear me right?
Qin Xiao, the eldest son of the Qin family, was known as "Mad Dog" in Beijing's social circles, and even the princelings in the military compound dared not easily provoke him.
Surprisingly, they used such a respectful, even slightly fearful, title for Zhang Yan, a "pretty boy" in their eyes who still needed the protection of the Nie family.
What the hell is going on?!
Second Aunt Liu Yun had just picked up a cup of tea, ready to watch the show.
At that moment, her hand froze in mid-air, trembling violently.
The tea spilled and burned her hand, but she was completely unaware.
Her mind was blank.
Only Qin Xiao's cry of "Brother Yan" remained, playing on a loop.
For the first time, Nie Zhenbang's usually calm and collected face revealed an undisguised look of horror.
He knew better than anyone what Qin Xiao's address of "Brother Yan" meant.
That's more than just a simple name.
That's a confirmation of status!
It's a kind of circle division!
In a place like the capital, where hierarchy is so strict, what kind of second-generation rich kid like Qin Xiao would willingly call someone "brother"?
Every single one of them is a person who truly stands at the top of the pyramid, with connections and influence reaching the heavens!
He originally thought that Zhang Yan was just exceptionally talented and skilled.
In retrospect, he was completely wrong.
The power hidden behind this young man is probably far more terrifying than he imagined!
Standing in the crowd, Nie Xiaorou's gaze towards Zhang Yan had completely transformed into... fanaticism.
If her previous experiences with calligraphy, chess, and games had instilled in her a sense of admiration for Zhang Yan...
So now, Qin Xiao's address of "Brother Yan" has directly elevated Zhang Yan to a god-like status in her heart!
So cool!
This is true, understated, top-notch showing off!
In the deathly silence of the entire venue.
Zhang Yan slowly put down his teacup, raised his eyelids, glanced at Qin Xiao, and smiled faintly.
"Yes, Happy New Year."
His tone was so calm, as if he were greeting a neighbor he didn't know very well.
This composure and calmness formed a stark and absurd contrast with the shock and horror of the people around him.
Qin Xiao seemed to have long been accustomed to Zhang Yan's attitude, and instead of showing any dissatisfaction, he became even more respectful.
"Brother Yan, this is just a small token of my appreciation."
He presented the two gift boxes with both hands.
Zhang Yan didn't even look at her; he simply gestured with his chin towards Nie Qingcheng beside him.
"Take it."
Nie Qingcheng suppressed her laughter and pride, stepped forward, and accepted the gift box.
She could sense that when she took the box, the gazes of the relatives around her had completely changed.
It was a complex look in his eyes, a mixture of awe, envy, and a hint of flattery.
From this day forward, no one will dare to speak ill of her man behind his back.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Qin Xiao tactfully took his leave.
He didn't glance at any of the other members of the Nie family from beginning to end.
It was as if his sole purpose in coming today was to offer New Year's greetings to Zhang Yan.
After he left, the atmosphere in the main hall became incredibly eerie.
No one spoke, but a storm raged in everyone's heart.
a long time.
It was Old Master Nie who was the first to come to his senses.
He looked at his grandson-in-law, who remained calm and collected, as if nothing had happened, his expression extremely complex.
He took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision.
"Alright, stop standing around here."
The old man waved his hand and addressed the members of the Nie family.
"It's the first day of the Lunar New Year, go do what you're supposed to do, don't all crowd around here, it's annoying."
The crowd felt as if they had been granted a pardon and dispersed.
However, when they looked at Zhang Yan's back, their eyes were filled with deep awe.
Soon, only Zhang Yan, Nie Qingcheng, and two elderly people remained in the large main hall.
"Hey kid, come here."
The old man waved to Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan walked up to him.
The old man stared at him for a long time before slowly speaking.
"Tell me honestly, who... exactly are you?"
Zhang Yan smiled upon hearing this.
He glanced at Nie Qingcheng beside him, who was looking at him with a proud expression.
Then, he reached out and held Nie Qingcheng's hand tightly.
"Grandpa, I am Zhang Yan."
"An ordinary person who wants to marry your granddaughter."
……
It was already afternoon when we left the Nie family's old house.
The winter sun shines warmly on my body.
Nie Qingcheng clung to Zhang Yan's arm, her entire body seemingly boneless, hanging on him.
Her face radiated a genuine, relaxed, and joyful smile.
Are you happy?
Zhang Yan asked.
"happy!"
Nie Qingcheng nodded emphatically, then pinched his arm with some dissatisfaction, "It's you, you're too good at hiding it! You even fooled me!"
Zhang Yan smiled helplessly.
"I forgot."
"you!"
Nie Qingcheng was furious, but then she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She knew that Zhang Yan hadn't forgotten.
Rather, he simply didn't take it to heart.
This extreme confidence, stemming from absolute strength, fascinated her and made her fall for it.
"Come on, I'll take you to a nice place."
Nie Qingcheng suddenly took his hand and said mysteriously.
"Where to?"
You'll see when you get there.
The two got into the understated Bentley Mulsanne.
The car drove through the ancient streets and alleys, merged into the bustling traffic, and finally stopped in front of a crowded square in the capital.
"arrive."
Nie Qingcheng pulled Zhang Yan out of the car.
A rich aroma, a blend of roasted chestnuts, baked sweet potatoes, and various spices, wafts over you.
What came into view was an endless sea of people.
Beneath the antique-style archway, large red lanterns hang.
Various kinds of stalls lined up along both sides of the street.
Sugar sculptors, sugar painters, vendors of windmills and masks...
The shouts, the calls of vendors, and the laughter of children rose and fell, weaving together a lively symphony of human life.
It's a temple fair in Beijing.
"How's it going? Lively, huh?"
Like a little girl, Nie Qingcheng excitedly pulled Zhang Yan and squeezed into the crowd.
"This is my favorite place when I was a child."
She walked along, introducing the exhibits with great enthusiasm.
"Back then, my parents were very busy, so my grandfather secretly brought me here."
There was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.
"Later, I grew up, took over the company, and never came back."
Zhang Yan looked at the pure joy on her face, so different from her usual queenly aura, and his heart stirred.
He reached out and enveloped her cold little hand in his palm.
"Then let's have as much fun as we can today."
"Um!"
Nie Qingcheng nodded heavily.
Like a bird breaking free from its cage, she pulled Zhang Yan along, weaving through the crowd.
When she saw someone selling candied hawthorns, she dragged Zhang Yan over.
"Boss, two skewers, please!"
She picked up a skewer, took a big bite herself, and her eyes squinted from the sourness, but she still smiled like a fool.
Then, she held up another string of beans and offered it to Zhang Yan's mouth.
"ah--"
Helpless, Zhang Yan took a bite from her hand.
The sweetness of rock sugar, mixed with the sourness of hawthorn, explodes on the taste buds.
Very sweet.
But he felt that what was even sweeter was the woman in front of him, with her radiant smile.
They went to play ring toss again.
Nie Qingcheng bought twenty rings with great enthusiasm, but failed to ring a single one.
"I'm not playing anymore! This boss is definitely cheating!"
She angrily shoved the remaining rings into Zhang Yan's arms.
Zhang Yan smiled, picked up a ring, and tossed it casually.
The bamboo hoop traced a graceful arc in the air.
"Clatter".
It was securely placed on the furthest, largest plush teddy bear.
The boss's face instantly turned green.
A round of cheers erupted from the surrounding area.
Wow! You're amazing!
Nie Qingcheng hugged the teddy bear that was taller than her and happily kissed Zhang Yan on the cheek.
Just then, cheers and the sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the crowd ahead.
"It's a lion dance! Let's go see the lion dance!"
The crowd surged in one direction in an instant.
Nie Qingcheng was squeezed in the crowd, standing on tiptoe, but she couldn't see anything.
She pouted, somewhat disappointed.
Just then, she felt her body suddenly become lighter.
The next second, the world spun around.
When she came to her senses, she found herself sitting steadily on Zhang Yan's shoulders!
Her vision suddenly broadened.
You can clearly see two majestic golden lions not far away, leaping over stakes to gather green leaves.
The people around them looked at them with envy and amazement.
Nie Qingcheng's heart pounded wildly.
She looked down at the man below, whose broad shoulders held up a sky for her.
His profile, amidst the bustling crowd and dappled lighting, appeared so clear and profound.