After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest

An Sheng said to Bo Jinye enthusiastically, "This is also quite interesting to say."

"Shen Yan's adoptive mother was raising a baby in our country for some reason at the time, so his elder brother Wilder was born in China. After birth, according to their family's tradition, they wanted to find a servant who grew up with him to serve him. sixteen."

"Shen Yan, the chosen servant."

An Sheng took a sip of water, "Shen Yan is actually a year older than Wilder, but after the two grew up, Wilder insisted that Shen Yan should not be a servant, but a younger brother."

"Wilder has shown something different from others since he was a child. Because his parents could no longer have children, Wilder was the last heir, so his unreasonable request was also agreed. At that time, Shen Yan was arrested. Everyone thought it was Wilder's, a toy."

"Until Wilder fell ill and his adoptive parents passed away, they had a family genetic disease and didn't live long. Wilder made a will and asked Shen Yan to inherit and train him to be a perfect nobleman."

"And then, Wilder fell into a coma, Shen Yan fled, studied medicine incognito, met me, and that's about it."

Bo Jinye listened with relish, "Then how did his brother wake up?"

"I don't know about this either. It's hard to say about family genetic diseases, and I don't know much about it. It's a family matter, don't make inquiries." An Sheng pinched the tip of Bo Jinye's nose to warn.

Bo Jinye had to obey obediently, "Okay."

"Oops! I have to change clothes and disinfect first. I forgot about it when I came back from the hospital, hurry up."

The man hurriedly carried An Sheng upstairs.

On the other hand, Shen Yan's resignation report was approved, and after the job handover was arranged, she returned home.

I originally wanted to pack my luggage, but I thought of the man's temperament, so I forgot it. After cleaning the house and closing the doors and windows, I called and went out, "Come and pick me up."

A day later, when the plane landed, Shen Yan got into the car in silence and came to the outskirts of the city.

The large tulips were no different from what he remembered.

The huge and ancient castle stands in the flower field, standing on the side of the road and watching it, it is like a film and television drama moved in front of you.

In fact, the history of the castle and the level of repairs it required would not allow anyone to borrow it for filming.

Shen Yan took a deep breath, suppressed her beating heart, and walked in.

"Master Vic, welcome home." The aged butler still stood tall and bowed to him.

Shen Yan subconsciously wanted to help him, and when she reached out her hand, she found that he didn't need her own help, she clenched her fist and hung it by her side, closed her eyes, and made herself the only heir of the Isaac family, Mr. Vic .

"Where is brother." Shen Yan heard her voice tremble.

"Master Wilder is in the study, he has been waiting for you for a long time." The housekeeper took the bag in Shen Yan's hand and led him upstairs.

"I'll go by myself. I haven't forgotten everything about this castle. Help me deliver the things to the bedroom, thank you." Shen Yan refused to accompany the housekeeper.

The housekeeper and servants stepped back, and Shen Yan raised her eyes to look here.

As heavy and gloomy as the memory, the sun can't dispel it.

The ancient history and strict requirements for pure blood have made the family sick to the extreme.

Shen Yan came to the second floor, a castle with hundreds of rooms covering an extremely large area, and now only the sound of his footsteps echoed.

At the end of the hallway, there was a room with an open door, and the wind was blowing from there with the fragrance of flowers.

"My dearest brother, my tulip, my Vic, you're back."

The man's voice was soft and sweet, as if singing an opera.

Shen Yan froze all over.