Unimportant in A Rich Family Chapter 9

"Do you know him?" Mason Chen's words drew Ethan Nan's attention back.

Ethan Nan denied it, how could he know the Sc*mbag in the love triangle.

The elder sister was so pitiful. Ethan Nan thought of all the melodramatic dramas he had watched in the past month and imagined a whole sad drama in his mind.

His glass of water can also be considered a contribution.

When Ethan Nan looked back, the man with the same name as his brother's friend was no longer there.

After lunch, Mason Chen went back to the library to study. Ethan Nan did not go back. Life was beautiful but short, and it could not be wasted only on study. Art cultivation was also necessary. For example, he could take a crash course in cello to prepare for his final exam.

Ethan Nan's hands and brain have always worked well together. After the teacher taught him the fingering twice, he almost mastered it. However, if a person is born with few artistic cells, no matter how much he wants to copy others, the final result can only be a poor imitation.

"It's only the first class," the teacher didn't discourage him, "you just need to practice more in the future."

The cello was silent and complaining after being tortured for two or three hours. Ethan Nan couldn't bear to stay with it any longer. "Thank you for your guidance, teacher."

If he didn't need to learn the cello within a few days, Ethan Nan would definitely get along well with it, just like he did with his mecha.

The graduation requirement of their mecha manufacturing department is to build a mecha from scratch. This complex project needs to be prepared almost in the first month of enrollment. Design, material selection, forging, assembly... not only the mecha shell, but also the core "brain" of the mecha needs to be completed independently by themselves. Ethan Nan spent nearly three years to complete his debut work, but unfortunately it was requisitioned by the military before he could even come up with a name.

If there were materials on ancient Earth, he would really like to replicate one and keep it by his side to admire.

The phone vibrated. It was a message from Adrian Nan, saying that his friend was nearby and could come and pick Ethan Nan up.

The restaurant on the sea is on the island. You have to take a car to the helipad first, and then take a helicopter to get there. So the transportation on ancient Earth is still not very convenient. You have to go around to get to a place to eat. Ethan Nan sighed, sent the location, and waited at an open-air cafe on the street.

He ordered a cup of decaffeinated fruit tea, which tasted as sweet as water soaked in candied fruit. Ethan Nan didn't drink much, but he felt it was a waste. At more than 20 yuan a cup, he could buy a restricted BL comic.

I don't know when a car stopped on the side of the road, and then another person walked down.

Ethan Nan was slightly stunned: Isn’t this the man who was splashed with water in the restaurant just now?

He changed into a suit, his hair was clean and fresh, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes revealed a delicate indifference, and it was hard to tell that he had been drenched in water a few hours ago.

Wait, why did he come here? Ethan Nan unconsciously grasped the edge of the table and quickly took a sip of fruit tea to calm himself.

"Your brother asked me to pick you up."

"What?"

Ethan Nan spat out the straw in his mouth, suspecting that his ear was connected to someone else.

Lucas Xie's expression was indifferent as he repeated: "Your brother asked me to pick you up."

"You? Lucas Xie? My brother's friend?" Ethan Nan asked three times in disbelief, but the other party just threw out a sentence:

"boarding."

Ethan Nan, who was still skeptical, wanted to sit in the back seat, but the person in the driver's seat looked at him as if he were an inorganic being and forced him to sit in the front passenger seat.

He buckled his seat belt reluctantly and typed on his phone to ask his brother what was going on with his friend. Not only was his character questionable, but he was also very aggressive. Ethan Nan didn't owe him any money.

"Tell your brother that we are on the way." Lucas Xie reminded.

"Oh." Ethan Nan deleted the long line he had just typed and sent another one as Lucas Xie requested.

After sending the message, he realized belatedly: Huh? Why is he so obedient?

At the intersection, the car stopped and waited for the traffic light. Ethan Nan leaned his head against the neck pillow, feeling bored.

The "driver" who was very frugal with words threw him a box, and his tone finally became a little warmer:

"Gift."

"...Thank you." No one told Ethan Nan whether he should open the gift in front of others or in private. Ethan Nan thought it would be better to open it immediately, otherwise he would feel like a rabbit was kicked in his heart and would be curious about what the gift was all the time.

The answer was revealed: it was a bright green watch, as beautiful as the person who gave it to him.

Ethan Nan admired it for a while and then closed the lid again.

Why did you give him a watch? You can check the time on your phone. I really don't understand these ancient earthlings.

But he was still very happy to receive the gift, and he couldn't stop talking:

"Lucas Xie, how old are you~"

"Twenty-seven."

"Really? You look quite young~"

Is he no longer young? Lucas Xie remained silent.

"What kind of work do you do abroad?"

"...lawyer."

"How is the salary abroad?"

"...fine."

"Eating habits or not---"

Lucas Xie interrupted him, "Don't tell your brother what happened at noon."

Ethan Nan straightened up and became alert.

"It's not what you think. I have never done anything illegal." Lucas Xie did not intend to continue explaining. It seemed that it would have no effect other than digging up these old things and making people feel unhappy.

Ethan Nan seized the loophole in his words and said, "Then you must have cheated on someone's feelings. Cheating on someone's feelings is not illegal."

Cheating? Lucas Xie was half a beat late to react to Ethan Nan's meaning.

It seems there is more than one misunderstanding.

"No, I promise."

"How can this be guaranteed?"

"I'm gay."

"Ah? Oh." Ethan Nan tactically looked away and stared at the lamppost passing by outside the window.

There's nothing big about being homoS3xual. His brother is homoS3xual, so is Shuyi baby, so is Mason Chen, and so is Caleb Cheng.

Lucas Xie is no different from them.

And I'm engaged to you.

Lucas Xie swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Tyler Nan said that he had lost his memory, and Lucas Xie made some mental preparations, but he did not expect that Ethan Nan completely treated him as a stranger.

In this case, the engagement is no longer valid.

The helicopter landed in the center of the island. Ethan Nan straightened his hair which was messy due to the wind and tried hard to stay calm.

In a few minutes, he will be able to meet baby Shuyi!

"Xiaobao!" Tyler Nan, who came to pick him up, raised his hand.

"Brother!" Ethan Nan ran over happily and anxiously looked behind him: "Where's my sister-in-law? Where's my sister-in-law?"

"Shuyi is waiting inside," Tyler Nan checked his brother up and down, "Are you tired after studying all day?"

"Not tired!" Ethan Nan shook his head and glanced into the restaurant.

"Long time no see," Tyler Nan put his arm around Lucas Xie's shoulders when he came over, "Are you finally willing to come back, busy man?"

Lucas Xie brushed his hand away, "You are not busy."

Tyler Nan didn't care. He refused to let anyone touch his left shoulder, so he touched his right shoulder. "Uncle, are you feeling well? Didn't you say you had high blood pressure the last time you called?"

"It's okay. I asked him to quit playing games and his blood pressure dropped immediately."

"Haha, no wonder uncle has been offline lately. I was counting on him to take care of me."

Tyler Nan laughed a few times, and suddenly thought: "You and Chengzi came here together, right? How is my brother? Is he as cute as always?"

Lucas Xie: ...

She doesn’t look cute, but her not-so-smart look perfectly matches the little face in my memory.