Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Alright, don't you want to go have some fun with those young people?" The old lady's words were unintentional, but they stuck in Liu Chun's ears and became: You're old, so it's better not to play with the young people together.

  "No, I'll go back first." Liu Chun bid a difficult farewell.

  George went to the swimming pool together with them.

  "Zongbao, I have something to tell you. Fenghuang, take Wenshen and withdraw for a moment."

  Yang Zongbao followed into the house under the summons of the old lady.

  "Who is this Avril that Yang Shuo brought back?" The old lady asked straightforwardly.

  "The person I like." Yang Zongbao replied honestly.

  "I didn't know you still knew that half-blooded chick who came back from America."

  It seems that the old lady has investigated Avril's background during this period. However, Yang Zongbao expected that she wouldn't be able to find out too much, after all, there was an ocean in between, and cross-border investigations take time.

  "The power of the internet." Yang Zongbao pushes everything onto the internet.

  "Oh, that girl..." The old lady didn't finish her sentence, but Yang Zongbao knew what she meant.

  The old lady saw Yang Zongbao not speaking, so she said: "You go and play, just come back every week to eat a meal."

  "I understand."

  ……

  "What does your ancestor want from you?"

  Yang Zongbao had just come out of the old lady's room when Yang Fenghua stuck up and asked.

  "It's nothing." Yang Zongbao also didn't want to say more.

  "De Xing, shall we go and have some fun?" suggested Yang Fenghuang.

  "Swimming pool?" Yang Zongbao politely declined, it's too cold even if it's indoors.

  "What a joke, so low-end, let's go out and have some fun." Yang Fenghua whispered, holding onto Yang Zongbao's arm.

  His arm was being gently rubbed against his chest by Yang Zongbao, who knew exactly what that hoof meant: "I'd rather play with you in bed."

  "What are you kidding, dead, color, wolf." Yang Fenghua suddenly let go of Yang Zongbao, exaggeratedly retreated to one side, and said vigilantly.

  "I know, I'm going, no time to wait for you." Yang Zongbao was somewhat annoyed, the fire from earlier had not dissipated, and he went downstairs alone to stroll around the courtyard.

  Since Yang's old lady gave this house to herself, Yang Zongbao has never visited it properly.

  The yard is very large, but there are streetlights and it's not to the point where you can't see the road. Walking slowly, suddenly someone blocks the way in front, Yang Zongbao knows that after going home for dinner, solving the old one, he still has to solve the fool behind.

  "Miss, are you attracted to my invincible charm and fell in love with me, so you're chasing after me relentlessly?"

  Yang Zongbao was extremely annoyed and really didn't want to run into that savage woman here.

  "I warn you, don't touch Young Master Yang Shuo." Hei Zhi's face was as dark and cold as ever, not giving Yang Zongbao any face at all.

  "Don't worry, I'm not going to touch. If I were to touch, it would be you." Yang Zongbao lightly reached out to touch Heizhi's face, but unexpectedly had his hand slapped away.

  Yang Zongbao rubbed his sore hand: "Girls are too savage and can't get married."

  "It's none of your business." Hei Zhi said and then disappeared into the darkness.

  Although he couldn't see it, Yang Zongbao could feel himself being stared at.

  The phone in Yang Zongbao's pocket kept vibrating, and he picked it up to listen:

  "Yang Zongbao, Seattle's St. Mary Hospital sent me an offer."

  "Uh-huh, okay."

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Next October?"

  "Can't you see for yourself? Is your English really that bad?"

  "No, what I meant to say is thank you."

  "Don't thank me yet, you might hate me next year. That place swallows people whole and doesn't spit out bones, if you want face, you have to earn it yourself."

  Yang Zongbao hung up the phone and couldn't continue on his own path, because he got lost in his own courtyard. But Yang Zongbao, being a carefree person, didn't mind, so he slowly strolled around. Walking in one direction would eventually lead him to the end of the yard.

  The night was extremely quiet, and Yang Zongbao suddenly heard the sound of laughter and saw a glass conservatory behind his grandmother's iconic two-story building.

  In the flower house, various flowers and grasses are planted, with a normal-sized family swimming pool in the middle. Yang Shuo is teaching Eve to swim, while Yang Jing leans against one side of the pool drinking wine.

  Yang Zongbao didn't think to avoid it, and walked over. Yang Jing was the first to notice, gave Yang Zongbao a flirtatious glance, and beckoned him to come over and swim.

  Yang Zongbao shook his head and walked directly into the back door of the two-story red brick house.

  "Are you back?"

  Mei Wenxi is like having a Yang Zongbao radar. As soon as he enters the door, she knows.

  "Haven't you gone to sleep yet?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Getting ready for bed, just saw you coming back, so I'll just say hello."

  Mei said softly and warmly.

  "You don't have to be like this." Yang Zongbao meant that he didn't want him to treat himself as a servant.

  "I'm willing."

  There was a warm reply from Mei, and Yang Zongbao didn't know what to say. He went upstairs to his room by himself. As he touched the bed, he suddenly felt a bulge on it, startling him: "Who?"

  "It's me." George poked his head out of the covers with a scowl: "You touched me."

  "What's wrong with you? Go back to your own room."

  Yang Zongbao was impatiently about to pull out his sword.

  "Wait, just now Violet called and threatened me that if I don't watch you, I'll be careful with my own eggs." George was anxious, a string of words came out without thinking.

  "Wild rose?" Yang Zongbao stopped in his tracks.

  "Hmm, I don't want to go through that again. Rose said that if you don't take good care of your egg, my egg will be in trouble."

  "What's with all this nonsense? Get out." Yang Zongbao continued to tug at his own quilt.

  "Yang, you have no idea how terrifying Cuiwei is. She once used strong glue to stick my eggs to the base of my thigh. How am I supposed to live? Yang, give me a way out!" George was dragged to the ground, hugging Yang Zongbao's thigh and crying out in distress.

  Yang Zongbao had a black line on his head, and the egg was stuck to the root of his thigh. Cuiwei's prank has been upgraded again: "You sleep on the ground."

  "Thanks for your kindness."

  I don't know where George learned that from, anyway after he finished speaking, he hugged the quilt and rolled onto the floor to sleep.

  Yang Zongbao's private space was occupied, so he had no choice but to open the door and come out onto the shared balcony. The trees in the courtyard were well taken care of, their crowns still intact. The wooden balcony creaked with various sounds that revealed its age as Yang Zongbao moved around.

  Yang Zongbao stood on the balcony, staring at something unknown.

  "Black branch."

  The black boy hiding behind a tree was startled by a sudden shout: "Uncle Mei."

  Dà biàn zǐ Méi shū from the darkness walked out: "Qīng niú yī tiáo shǒu jìn bèi tiāo duàn le, jiù suàn huī fù le, huó dòng yě bù rú xiān qián, nǐ hái yào nào zěn le?"

  Translation:

  "Big Braid Mei Shu walked out of the darkness: 'Green Cow's one arm strength was broken off, even if it recovered, its activity is not as good as before, what else do you want to make a fuss about?'"

  "It's all his fault, I'd rather kill him." Hei Zhi glared at Yang Zongbao on the balcony with anger in her eyes.

  Yang Zongbao on the balcony seemed to have noticed. He glanced in the direction of Heizhi. Frightened, Heizhi shrank behind the back of the tree.

  "Kill him? If Black Branch has the ability, then go ahead. Don't blame me for not pleading on your behalf later."

  "What's the worst that could happen? I won't lose my life over it." Hei Zhi said discontentedly.

  "Why don't you just give up your life?" Mei Shu asked with a smile.

  "That's lynching, it's against the law." Hei Zhi argued strongly.

  "You would be breaking the law if you killed him."

  "But in the past, the Yang family..."

  "Hush, don't mention the past. Now he is a son of the Yang family, and what are you to the Yang family? Don't make me remind you, you two are not equal." Uncle Mei said as he walked out straight away, without any hesitation. A person with a clear conscience will never take a wrong path.

  He struck the tree trunk with his fist, still discontented.

  In Yang's residence swimming pool.

  Yang Shuo asked Avril on their way: "Avril, how did you and our family's Zongbao get to know each other?"

  Avril couldn't resist the strong arms wrapped around her waist: "We met through the internet by chance." Avril cleverly chose to ignore the fact that she had been to this country 10 years ago. This was similar to Yang Zongbao's perfunctory attitude towards the old lady.

  "Oh, so this time it was Yang Zongbao who invited you?" Yang Shuo further probed.

  "Uh-huh, then I came with George." Avril replied obediently.

  "What kind of person is George?"

  "A doctor, Yang, what are you asking these for?" Evie's vigilance was raised.

  "Oh, I just wanted to get to know the friends around you. After all this time, don't you still not understand my feelings for you?" Yang Shuo's mouth was full of sweet and endearing words.

  "Disgusting." Yang Jing climbed ashore with a lack of interest. Leaving behind that annoying couple.

  "Xiao Jing, what did you say?"

  Yang Jing's rebuke made Yang Shuo very unhappy.

  "There's nothing, just can't stand some people being pretentious. If you have the ability, go for it openly and honestly, no need to resort to underhanded tactics." Yang Jing had her own troubles, but she really couldn't stand Yang Shuo's deceitful behavior, which was far inferior to Yang Zongbao's manliness.

  "Shut up." Yang Shuo got angry: "Get out of here."

  Yang Jing said indifferently: "If you want to leave, just leave. Who would still want to stay here?"

  ……

  Yang Zongbao endured the cold wind that blew all night. As soon as it was dawn, he took a bath and changed into sportswear. He went out for a morning run.

  A doctor must have good physical strength, otherwise more than 10 hours of surgery a day can't be handled. Running along Furong Road by the lake in the morning, the air is fresh and feels like my lungs are being nourished.

  There were also other people exercising, but it felt like they had never seen Yang Zongbao before, so they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

  "Hello?" As expected, someone was hitting on Yang Zongbao.

  "Hello." Yang Zongbao was not a person who refused people from afar either.

  "You just moved in? I've never seen you before?" The young woman asked persistently.

  "Yeah, just moved here."

  "You're still not familiar with the surroundings, are you? Otherwise, I'll treat you to breakfast and take you around to get familiar with the area?"

  "Excuse me, who are you?" Yang Zongbao asked as he stopped and turned around.

  "Oh, sorry, I'm from the homeowners' committee. My name is Zhang Man." The woman extended her hand happily.

  "Hello." Yang Zongbao shook hands with the other party. Unexpectedly soft, the woman in front of him was absolutely a housewife who didn't get her fingers wet. The temperament of a career woman and a housewife can be understood at a glance.

  "Can I treat you to breakfast?" Zhang Man had a peach-shaped face.

  "It's my honor, but let me pay, after all I'm a man." Yang Zongbao followed his host.

  "I believe we will come up with something great."

  Ten minutes later, Yang Zongbao sat in front of an open-air cafe that he had passed by several times but never had the chance to enter.

  "The coffee here is good, try some." The woman carefully added sugar and milk to the freshly served coffee for Yang Zongbao.

  "Thank you, I'm fine."

  "Where do you live? As far as I know, there are no houses for sale here." Zhang Man started the topic.

  "I live in Yang's residence." Yang Zongbao savored a mouthful of coffee, which was truly good and had a rich aftertaste.