Chapter 14 - Entering the House

This was the first time Yan Nuoqi had seen Ouyang Jin so flustered and exasperated, and a strange feeling actually arose in his heart.

Seeing that the anger in his eyes was decreasing and the strength in his hands increasing, Yan Nuoqi finally regained his senses.

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" I'm living with my parents! "

In a flash, the cold aura emanating from Ouyang Jin's body disappeared, and his hands loosened up.

An indescribable awkward atmosphere quietly spread between the two of them.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

In the end, Yan Nuoqi couldn't help but speak first, "It's getting late, you should go back …"

Before he could finish, a surprised voice was heard from upstairs.

"Kiki?"

Yan Nuoqi subconsciously turned her head and saw the surprised look on Aunt Yan's face.

"Mom!"

Aunt Yan stomped down the stairs, looking at Ouyang Jin with a smile.

"This is?"

"This is our CEO."

Yan Nuoqi braced herself to make the introductions, but in her heart, she had a bad premonition.

Ouyang Jin greeted her politely, "Greetings Aunt, Assistant Yan is working late, I'll send her back."

When Aunt Yan heard this, the good impression she had of Ouyang Jin immediately increased, and the smile on her face deepened.

"Aiyo, it's been hard on you. "How about we go upstairs and sit for a bit and have a quick meal?"

When Yan Nuoqi heard his mother's words, her heart tensed up. She quickly took a step forward and went to his mother's side. "Mom, I still have something important to do!"

As she spoke, she took her mother's arm and pulled out a smile.

She was about to say goodbye to Ouyang Jin, but Ouyang Jin interrupted her, "Since Aunt has invited me, I'll have to trouble you then."

After that, he intentionally glanced at Yan Nuoqi, and revealed a meaningful smile.

Yan Nuoqi was startled, and couldn't react in time.

On the other hand, Mother Yan's gaze glanced at the carriage behind him, and her eyebrows shot up even more in happiness.

"Let's go, let's not talk downstairs. Let's go upstairs."

Ouyang Jin happily complied, immediately following behind his mother and walking up the stairs.

On the other hand, Yan Nuoqi stood on the spot awkwardly, looking at the two figures, feeling extremely depressed in her heart.

What kind of sin had he created?

At this moment, Ouyang Jin stopped his footsteps and called out.

"Auntie, Kiki hasn't come up yet."

Mother Yan's footsteps paused, only then did she realize that something had dropped. She turned her head and gave Yan Nuoqi a look, obviously warning her to seize the opportunity.

Yan Nuoqi clenched her teeth, fiercely stomped her feet a few times, and followed.

When she reached Ouyang Jin's side, she deliberately knocked his arm with her shoulder. With a soft snort, she gave him a warning look.

Ouyang Jin could not help but lower his head and chuckle, his brows slightly raised, the meaning in his eyes even more intense.

Mother Yan passionately welcomed Ouyang Jin upstairs. Seeing the joy on her face, it was as if she was welcoming her son-in-law.

"Old man, come out, there's a guest."

As soon as he opened the door, before he had even entered the house, Mother Yan had already started calling out to the Uncle Yan.

Yan Nuoqi, who was behind him, had a face full of black lines as she hurriedly entered the house and took the lead to ask.

"Dad, what did you do? "It smells so good!"

Yan Nuoqi shouted, and pushed her mother into the house.

Although she knew that her father didn't have as much to say as her mother, she still didn't want her mother to continue.

Mother Yan frowned and turned around, but Ouyang Jin was still standing outside the door …

"Look at this child, he's no small fry. Leader, please don't take offense at him."

Ouyang Jin still had a harmless smile on his face as he said humbly, "Aunt, please call me Ouyang."

Mother Yan was surprised, she did not expect to have a new surname. In this era, there weren't many young men with power, influence, and politeness like him that were neither arrogant nor impetuous.

"Eh, alright. Ouyang, hurry up and enter the house."

Although Yan Nuoqi was still surrounding his father, her eyes kept looking in the direction of her mother and Ouyang Jin. The more she acted humble and reasonable, the more she felt that this man was a fake.

Uncle Yan was very calm as he sat on the sofa and chatted with Ouyang Jin. Yan Nuoqi was dragged by her mother into the kitchen, and then followed with a series of questions.

Yan Nuoqi really did not know what was so good about him. His mother had only known him for less than half an hour and she had already praised him endlessly.

She could not bear her mother's attack, so she went back into the living room.

"Take a seat first. I'll go check if the rice is ready."

Seeing that their daughter had come out from the kitchen, Uncle Yan quickly gave them some space.

She rolled her chair to the side. She had to tell him something.

Ouyang Jin stared at her every move before chuckling softly, "You're quite a weirdo. You didn't sit on the sofa, yet you chose to sit on it instead."

"I am not like you. It is as if I have arrived at home. I truly do not consider myself to be an outsider anymore."

At this time, Ouyang Jin was casually leaning against the sofa, his suit jacket was placed to the side, and several strands of his originally meticulously combed hair had been lifted, making him look a lot more amiable.

But when Yan Nuoqi saw him in such a state, the anger in his heart started to rise.

Yan Nuoqi leaned forward, extending his right hand's index finger, just as she was about to speak with a warning expression in her eyes, Yan Mu coincidentally walked into the living room. Yan Nuoqi looked around, and could only give up and retract his hand.

"Qiqi, hurry and bring Ouyang Shuo to wash his hands, it's almost time for dinner."

Ouyang! His mother actually called him Ouyang!

Yan Nuoqi was already speechless.

Mom's naturally mature skill was already at the level of perfection that she could look up to.

Ouyang Jin immediately shouted, "Auntie, let me help you!"

Behind him, Yan Nuoqi's face was already filled with black lines. What exactly was he trying to do?