"Third Aunt, wait a minute, I'll get you a pair of slippers." Sister-in-law Tang said respectfully.

Ye Hehuan did not turn his head to take a look, but looked at his nose and mouth, but the sound of shoes being changed at the door was very clear at this moment.

His fingers subconsciously clenched the chopsticks.

The man was already walking toward the restaurant step by step. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and noticed the dark, straight pants.

"Have you eaten yet?" Mr. Han asked.

He spoke in a kind tone without any care, even though the son-in-law had divorced his youngest daughter.

In Mr. Han's opinion, he has no children in his life. He Huan's mother and Yin Lian both married Ye Zanwen, and Ye Zanwen failed his eldest daughter. In addition, this young son-in-law has always been outstanding, so he regards him as half a man.

I have a son, and I feel sorry for him even more because my daughter Hongxing cheated on me.

In the past few years, Yu Zhongxiao sometimes came to visit this old man when he had free time from work.

"I just finished doing errands from City A and passed by City B. I stopped by." The man's low and pleasant voice sounded in the restaurant.

He showed the unique calmness of a mature man, without being verbose, and explained the matter clearly in one sentence.

Ye Hehuan said nothing and did not raise his head. His drooped eyelashes cast two shadows on Bai Xi's face. He was not as arrogant and domineering as before.

"If you haven't eaten yet, we've just served the table. Let Mrs. Tang give you another set of bowls and chopsticks." It was Yin Lian who spoke again.

Yin Lian is a woman who is able to assess the situation. Now that the Yu family's status is placed, she can clearly see that the son of General Counsel Yu has a bright future.

Back then, my sister took one look at Yu Zhongxiao, who came to see Mr. Han at home, and she was obsessed with him. Artistic girls are particularly fond of men with tall and perfect figures, especially Yu Zhongxiao, who has a steady personality and a pair of deep and beautiful eyes.

In line with Han Jingqiu's aesthetics.

Twenty-two-year-old Han Jingqiu worked hard to marry Yu Zhongxiao. Not only did she often go to Fengcheng to please Yu Zhongxiao's mother, but she also went to the place where Yu Zhongxiao worked every now and then. Finally, she got her wish. As a result, she got married.

A few years ago, she disliked other people's incomprehensible style.

Finally, while Yu Zhongxiao was out of town, Han Jingqiu eloped abroad with the handsome conductor in their concert troupe.

While Yin Lian was recalling the past, Mrs. Tang had already brought out the bowls and chopsticks.

Mr. Han looked at the increasingly steady man at the door of the restaurant with admiration in his eyes. He pointed to the empty seat opposite Ye Hehuan and said, "Sit down and eat first."

Ye Hehuan heard the squeaking sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground.

"Uncle!" Ye Jingyu called out affectionately.

She heard the man's gentle voice again: "When did you come back from England?"

Ye Jingyu smiled and curled her beautiful eyes: "Later last month."

As she said that, Ye Jingyu nudged Yan Yu, who had been silent next to her, with her elbow: "Ayu, pour me a glass of wine for my uncle."

"Don't drink anymore, I have to drive when I get back later."

Mr. Han looked at the sky outside and said, "It's already so late. I'll rest at home tonight and have breakfast before leaving tomorrow."

Over the years, every time Yu Zhongxiao came to Han's house, he would sit for a while and then leave, never staying overnight.

When Yin Lian thought he would still refuse, the result was that Yu Zhongxiao just said "hmm" lightly, and just like that, he agreed.

Mr. Han seemed very happy and immediately called Mrs. Tang to prepare the guest room.

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"Sister, my uncle is here, and you just lower your head to eat without even saying hello?" Ye Jingyu suddenly spoke next to him.

She would not let go of any opportunity to ridicule Luo Ye Hehuan. Ye Hehuan's current attitude of ignoring him was simply insulting her uncle's face.

Even Mr. Han noticed something strange about his eldest granddaughter: "Why are you suddenly not talking and feeling unwell?"

"No." Ye Hehuan smiled naturally and said a little coquettishly: "It's not that the sweet and sour carp made by Mrs. Tang is so delicious, I'm afraid that you guys will eat it up if I eat it too slowly."

"Then let Mrs. Tang do it at noon tomorrow." Mr. Han's smile deepened a little.

"Okay." Ye Hehuan was already very good-looking, and with such a smile, his delicate little face became even brighter and more attractive.

But because of Ye Jingyu's words, she had to turn her head to look at the man sitting opposite her.

A military green shirt wraps the man's strong chest. He is very tall. Even sitting like this, he looks taller than anyone present. A man who is almost thirty-seven years old, regardless of his facial features

The same temperament still shows the maturity left by the years.

His strong facial features, set off by the lights above his head, became more and more clear-cut, especially his eyes——

After six years, Ye Hehuan saw him again in person. Her heartbeat was pounding, but she still tried hard to suppress the anxiety of avoiding him. She looked into those eyes with deep outlines, tugged the corners of her lower lips, and said respectfully.

He smiled and said: "Uncle, long time no see."

He stared at her intently, without much expression on his face, and she couldn't understand what was in his eyes.

The chopsticks in her hand seemed to be broken by her in the next second.

After a long time, he said "hmm". Different from the elder's attitude towards Ye Jingyu, when he came to her, he was calm and perfunctory.

Yin Lian stood up, placed a plate of untouched dishes in front of Yu Zhongxiao, and said with a smile: "Everyone should eat quickly, otherwise the dishes will get cold."

The awkward atmosphere for a moment was over.

During the meal, Ye Hehuan ate absent-mindedly and did not look up again. At the dinner table, only Mr. Han occasionally said a word or two to him.

"I heard your dad said that he went to Yunnan some time ago?"

"There are some things to deal with over there." His deep voice lingered in her mind.

When the bowl of rice was at the end, Ye Hehuan put down his chopsticks and stood up, with a smile on his face: "I'll go to the kitchen to see grandpa's medicine."

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In the kitchen.

Ye Hehuan smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine and felt confused. He simply took a detergent and a rag and started to wipe the tiles.

Sister-in-law Tang came in and saw her working. She quickly grabbed the rag and said, "Miss, why are you taking my job? Go out and chat with the old leader."

"I'll help you take care of the medicine." Ye Hehuan didn't move.

Sister-in-law Tang stopped chasing her, and just spoke to her in a low voice: "Actually, two days ago, I seemed to have seen my third uncle at the gate of the courtyard."

Ye Hehuan turned to look at Mrs. Tang.

"Maybe I saw it wrong. If it was really him, it would be impossible not to come in and see the old chief, but the profile of the figure looks exactly like the third uncle, to be honest."

As Mrs. Tang spoke, she sighed and couldn't help but mutter softly: "What a crime..."

"The third uncle is such a good person. The third lady had that kind of relationship with the boss at that time, and she didn't say anything except divorce."

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Ye Hehuan didn't have time to delve into whether Yu Zhongxiao was good or not. She only remembered one thing, Yu Zhongxiao was staying at the Han family tonight.

There was talk of laughter in the restaurant.

Ye Hehuan listened quietly, trying to hear the man's deep voice from the voices. She wanted to escape but couldn't help but touch her. This contradictory mentality gave her a headache and she wanted to escape immediately.

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"The medicine is ready. When it cools down, bring it out to the old chief."

Mrs. Tang boiled out the concoction and saw Ye Hehuan standing by the door: "This kid, why are you still standing there stupidly? Go out and talk to everyone."

"Is the plastic wrap at home gone? I just went to the refrigerator to get something. If I saw it, I'll go out and buy some."

Saying that, before Mrs. Tang could speak, Ye Hehuan had already hurried out.

When passing by the restaurant, Mr. Han caught him: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

With one sentence, others also looked at Ye Hehuan.

"I'm going to buy plastic wrap for Mrs. Tang. I'll be back soon." She looked at Mr. Han and smiled, not daring to look aside.

Mr. Han nodded and asked her if she had any money.

"Yes, I brought it."

Sister-in-law Tang chased her out of the kitchen and said, "The small supermarket in the courtyard has not been open for the past few days. Xiao Zhang has returned to his hometown and has to go shopping outside."

"It's so late, why not buy it tomorrow?" Yin Lian also said.

Ye Hehuan: "It's okay, I'll drive there."

"I still don't know your driving skills?" Han Laohu said with a face: "Last time I drove at night, I knocked the road sign crooked. It was just plastic wrap. Why are you anxious?"

There was a brief silence in the house because Mr. Han's tone was really harsh.

The man who was sitting at the table suddenly backed away from his chair and stood up: "I'll drive her there, just in time, I want to buy a lighter."

The deep voice, once so familiar and deep into her bones, now caught her off guard.

Mr. Han has already nodded: "Be careful, you just drank some wine. Sister-in-law Tang, ask Xiao Jiang to bring the keys to my car."

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When walking down the steps, Ye Hehuan was still searching in his brain for the words to part ways with him at the door.

The street lights elongated the figure behind her and overlapped with her shadow on the ground. In the quiet night, there was a different kind of weirdness.
To be continued...