6 Fourth Brother, Where Are You Taking Yanyan?

Nan Yan pondered for a moment. 

Seeing An Xiran's determined expression, she stepped aside and said, "Come in."

It was An Xiran's first time entering Nan Yan's room. As he looked at the furnishings, his face darkened.

Everything was of an old style, and many items were transferred from An Muyao's room—things she no longer wanted, all placed in Nan Yan's room.

Nan Yan didn't pay attention to him and let him look around freely. She then pulled out a stack of clothes from the wardrobe and threw them on the floor.

"What are you doing?" An Xiran grabbed her hand, his brows furrowing even more intensely.

"I'm tidying up and getting rid of useless things," she replied casually.

An Xiran looked at the pile of clothes on the floor, his frustration growing. Most of these clothes had been worn by An Muyao! There were even many old styles from several years ago.

Nan Yan and An Muyao had different body types. She had suffered from poor nutrition in the countryside and had been oppressed for a long time, so she was slim and petite. Despite being 1.65 meters tall, she was thinner than An Muyao.

No wonder every time he saw her, her clothes didn't fit properly.

An Xiran grew even more agitated, finding these things increasingly displeasing. He walked straight to Nan Yan's side and grabbed her hand. "Come with me."

However, Nan Yan easily broke free and calmly asked, "Where to?"

"To the mall."

He wanted to buy her some clothes.

"Oh," Nan Yan didn't care about the things on the ground anymore. "Let's go."

Right now, she wanted to buy things, but she didn't have a penny in her pocket. However, she absolutely refused to wear anything that An Muyao didn't want. If An Xiran was willing to buy her clothes, she wouldn't hesitate to accept them. After all, it was his debt to the original host.

The two of them walked out of the room and coincidentally ran into An Muyao standing at the staircase. She had been waiting there all this time.

An Muyao followed An Xiran upstairs, but instead, she saw him heading straight to Nan Yan's room.

An Xiran had never paid much attention to Nan Yan, and the other three brothers were the same. However, his behavior today was unusually different.

Thinking about how he had ignored her earlier, An Muyao couldn't help feeling displeased, but she didn't dare show it in front of An Xiran.

She deliberately waited here, hoping to talk to him. But now, neither of them intended to pay attention to her and wanted to walk past her.

She gritted her teeth and put on a gentle and polite smile on her face as she asked softly, "Fourth Brother, where are you taking Yanyan?"

"To buy things." An Xiran's tone lacked the usual warmth, and there was a hint of indifference. "Don't give Nan Yan the things you don't want in the future."

"Nan Yan is the daughter of the An family. Even if she's not favored, she should still have her own clothes and necessities. If you don't want something, just throw it away directly."

"Fourth Brother, how can you say that..." An Muyao's face expressed disbelief. In the blink of an eye, her eyes were already brimming with tears.

"It's because Yanyan said she liked my clothes that I gave her my favorite ones."

"Since she came to the An family, I have been taking care of her. Whatever she wanted, I gave it to her. Did I do something wrong?"

An Muyao was incredibly angry. How could this little vixen suddenly become smarter? In the past, she had always listened to her and did whatever she was told to do.

Why did she feel so strange to her today?

And Fourth Brother...

Fourth Brother didn't spend much time with Nan Yan before, and he had never taken the initiative to care for her in the past.

Why did he suddenly become so concerned about her?

Nan Yan's red lips curled up, and she raised her eyebrows. Her peach blossom eyes were full of playfullness. "So, those clothes were your favorites. I won't take away what others love. I'll send them back to you shortly."

"Yanyan, I already gave you those things. How can I ask for them back? You don't have to..."

An Muyao's words continued, but Nan Yan had already passed her and was slowly descending the stairs.

An Xiran, hearing Nan Yan's words, seemed to understand something and looked at An Muyao with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Fourth Brother..." An Muyao panicked under his gaze and forcefully dug her nails into her palms, making herself look even more pitiful.

An Xiran grew even more annoyed by her tearful appearance. He waved his hand and called a servant.

"Take everything from Nan Yan's room and move them to An Muyao's room."

"Yes, Fourth Young Master."

After giving the instructions, he couldn't be bothered with An Muyao anymore and went downstairs to catch up with Nan Yan.

Unable to maintain her act, An Muyao's expression turned resentful. The relationship between her and Fourth Brother wasn't that deep. He had gone abroad to study early on and only returned when she was fifteen years old.

She had thought that Fourth Brother would dote on her like the other three brothers, pampering her and indulging her.

But no matter how she acted in front of him, he had never been too close to her.

However, he had never been this indifferent to her before.

What did Nan Yan say to Fourth Brother?

Was she trying to compete with her for favor?

She absolutely wouldn't allow it!

Father, mother, and the brothers—all of them belonged to her!

The An family, in the future, would be hers!

She absolutely wouldn't allow Nan Yan to steal her things!

An Muyao's eyes were filled with malice that did not match her age.

With a cold snort, she returned angrily to her room.

At the mall.

An Xiran followed behind Nan Yan, and whenever she found something she liked, he waved his hand and had the salesperson wrap it up for her.

Nan Yan's expression remained unchanged as she continued to look at clothes.

If she found something she liked, she didn't bother trying it on. She simply asked the salesperson to bring her the right size.

After buying around ten pieces of clothing, Nan Yan felt it was enough and planned to buy a phone.

"Nan... Yanyan, don't you like anything in this store? Shall we go to another one?"

Nan Yan's tone was indifferent. "It's enough to wear."

"Buy me a phone, and then we can go back."

"Just these few pieces?"

"Yes."

"Fine, wear these for now. If you find anything else you like later, I'll buy it for you."

An Xiran handed his card to the salesperson and asked them to process the payment.

The bags of clothes were temporarily left in the store. They would come back to pick them up once they were done with all their shopping.

#

"Old Madam, wouldn't it be better for people to send things to you directly for your selection? The mall is crowded, what if something happens to you?" Wu Yue, who was accompanying Old Madam Qin, looked at the bustling crowd and felt a headache coming on.

The empress dowager's status was too precious. If something happened, he would not be able to explain it to Old Master Qin!

Old Madam Qin gave him a disdainful glance and snorted, "If you don't want to accompany me, you can go back. I'll go around by myself."

Wu Yue's nerves tightened, and he quickly said, "No, no, it's not like that. I'm willing, very willing!"

"What do you want to buy? I'll choose for you."

"Just browse around."

Old Madam Qin felt bored staying in the hotel and wanted to kill time at the mall.

As for buying things, the items here couldn't compare to those in the capital city, and she wasn't interested in them.

As they were walking, Wu Yue suddenly saw Nan Yan coming out of a women's clothing store.

"Old...Old Madam, it's that girl!"

"What girl?"

"The one who spent the night in Young Master's room!"

Old Madam Qin immediately became excited. "Where is she? Quick, point it out for me!"