"Ok?"

When being asked, Ye Hehuan had a little joy on her face. Coupled with her dress, she was a pure and clean girl.

Yu Zhongxiao looked at her quietly with his deep black eyes, and then said: "It's not a big problem. You can get in the car and start it."

After saying that, he paused and his eyes fell on the coat she was holding tightly.

He seems to be thinking about how to use the wording to get the clothes back.

"Wait a minute." Ye Hehuan ran to the car, bent over, took the tissue box, and handed it to him with a smile: "Wipe your hands clean before getting dressed."

Yu Zhongxiao looked at his hands. They were dark and greasy, with a pungent mechanical smell.

"It will be very troublesome if it sticks to clothes and cannot be washed off." She kindly reminded from the side.

He took out two tissues, noticed that she was relieved, and pretended not to notice, calmly retracting his gaze, lowering his head, and concentrated on wiping her hands.

The black oil stuck to my fingers and I couldn't wipe them off for a while.

…

Ye Hehuan doesn't like to owe favors to others, even if he is just a stranger to her.

Looking at his dirty hands, this man was not badly dressed, and he drove a car, which was also a new BMW sports car. He should be waiting for someone here, but now his hands were like this... She couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

They discussed: "There is a convenience store next to the community. They sell soap there. How about buying one?"

"No need." He said in a calm tone.

Ye Hehuan pursed the corners of his lips. This was the third time he had said "no need" so far. It felt like a "hot face but a cold butt" feeling of embarrassment.

Didn't you just fix the car diligently for her because you saw her beauty? Did you keep peeking at her, thinking she really didn't know?

She suddenly realized it, twitching the corners of her lips, carefully looking at Yu Zhongxiao, and cautiously holding her coat in front of her chest: "You don't want to go to my house to wash your hands, do you?"

"..."

"The adults in my family are not here, and," she glanced at him, "I am not yet eighteen years old. Bringing a strange man home will have a bad influence."

At this moment, the mobile phone in Yu Zhongxiao's trouser pocket buzzed and vibrated. He took it out, looked at it, and answered the call.

He turned around and took a few steps to the side.

"Hello?" he said, his deep voice carrying the magnetism unique to men.

Han Jingqiu's soft and tearful voice came from the receiver: "Zhong Xiao, where are you? Come to my sister's home quickly, I'm allergic, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"I'll be there right away."

…

Ye Hehuan was stretching his neck to peek at him. When he saw him turning around, he quickly looked away, pretending to look at the scenery.

Yu Zhongxiao came over and said bluntly: "Give me your coat."

Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment, but still handed the clothes back to him. He took the clothes without wearing them and walked towards his sports car with long legs.

"Aren't you washing your hands?" She chased him two steps and shouted after him.

Without looking back, he opened the car door, threw his coat in first, then got in the car, started the car, and drove away in a cloud of dust.

Does this make you angry?

Ye Hehuan returned to his car, turned the key, and found that the car had been repaired.

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After one hour.

Ye Hehuan was sitting on the couch in Qin's house, eating cookies made by Qin's mother, while pulling Qin Shousheng to complain about the car repairman.

"You don't know (know) that as soon as Wo (me) refused to take him home, he immediately turned against me and drove away."

"I said, can you swallow the cookie before you talk?"

Qin Shousheng closed his eyes and wiped away the cookie crumbs sprayed on his face. He wanted to stay away from this female scourge. As soon as his butt left the chair, her shoulders were pressed down again. The female scourge stared with cookie crumbs flying in her mouth: "I

I haven’t finished speaking yet, do you know how to respect others?”

"Oh, please be more restrained. If you continue like this, what will you do if you can't get married in the future?"

"Then I'll compromise and marry you." Ye Hehuan crossed her legs, picked up another biscuit and stuffed it into her mouth.

"No, I still want to live a long life. The scene when you blocked the door of your house with a baseball bat and refused to let your stepmother in. That heroic figure who stood in front of a man and stood in the way of all others is deeply imprinted in my mind."

As Qin Shousheng spoke, his whole body trembled, as if that was an extremely terrifying memory.

Ye Hehuan looked at him with a stern face: "You are looking for trouble, right? You deliberately poked my scar, right?"

"How dare you, grandma." Qin Shousheng knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly patted his cheek: "Can you just slap yourself?"

"Do you think I really care about marrying you?"

Ye Hehuan snorted in disgust, thinking of her lover far away in Canada. She felt sweetly in her heart. She glanced at Qin Shousheng and raised her chin: "My Ayu is many times better than you. I am blind before I let go."

I don’t want pearls, I want a smelly stone by the latrine.”

Qin Shousheng came over with a gossipy look on his face: "That man named Yan Yu really promised to marry you in the future?"

Ye Hehuan pushed his big head away: "What do you need to say? You don't know how good Ayu is to me. He chased me for two years and even came to bring me breakfast every day."

"Are you sure this isn't what you did?"

Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes at him, feeling a little unsure, but still said stubbornly: "Surface, you think everyone else is the same as you."

Qin Shousheng sat back on the chair and crossed his legs: "If I really care about you so much, why don't I go home with you to attend the funeral and face those jackals, tigers and leopards with you?"

"...I didn't tell him about my family situation."

Ye Hehuan said nonchalantly: "It's not like you don't know about my family's gossipy things, and if you tell them about it, you'll lose your status. Is it possible that you want to let him meet my crazy mother?"

Qin Shousheng did not answer the call.

She stood up suddenly, brushed off the cookie crumbs on her sweater, kicked him, and urged: "Aren't you going to go skiing? Come on, my time is precious!"

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Ye Hehuan played at the ski resort until dark, had a seafood dinner with Qin Shousheng outside, and did not return to Ye's house until after nine o'clock in the evening.

Maybe even God couldn't stand her leisurely contentment. As soon as she opened the door of the villa, she saw the dazzling light. She turned her head and saw a family of three sitting in the living room. Ye Zanwen, with a livid face, kept his head lowered.

Yin Lian comforted her, and Ye Jingyu took pleasure in his misfortune.

Ye Hehuan threw the car keys on the shoe cabinet, and there was a loud clatter, causing people in the living room to turn their heads and look over.

"Sister, why are you back so late? You drove the family car away. Grandpa was having dinner with old friends, and Dad sent it there specially."

Ye Hehuan glanced at her, changed into slippers and prepared to go upstairs.

"Stop!" Ye Zanwen stood up loudly, his angry shouts echoed throughout the villa, and veins popped out on his forehead.

Yin Lian grabbed her angry husband and said, "Don't be so angry and scare the children."

"This scoundrel is more courageous than anyone else. How can he still be scared?" Ye Zanwen pulled off his tie and thought of the past when Ye Hehuan beat Yin Lian with a baseball bat, especially the cold and sarcastic look he gave to Ye Hehuan.

One question: "Did you ask the nanny to buy the mango?"

Ye Hehuan nodded and glanced at the tea table nonchalantly: "Where are my mangoes? You all ate them..."

Ye Zanwen casually picked up a magazine and threw it at him.

She didn't hide, her forehead was hit, and it immediately became red and swollen. She was numb at first, and then the pain came up. In her ears, Yin Lian's anxious and soft voice sounded: "What are you doing? The child is still young and not sensible. You and her

What are you fussing over? Besides, Jingqiu is just allergic, nothing serious."

"She is still young? She is already 18 years old, and she is still ignorant. If she dares to harm people with mangoes now, she will dare to poison the food we eat in the future!"

Ye Zanwen was so angry that he was shaking all over. He didn't know why he gave birth to such a sinful thing.

"Since dad has already determined that I am the one who wants to harm my aunt, why bother asking me again?"

Ye Hehuan's eyes were red, but she held back tears, raised the corners of her lips, and tried not to choke her voice: "Anyway, in this family, as your little daughter said, my mother and I are the redundant ones.

"

Ye Zanwen's eyes trembled slightly, he didn't expect that she would suddenly mention Han Minjing.

"When you don't love someone, it's wrong for her to cry, it's wrong to laugh, it's wrong to be crazy, it's wrong to be silent, even if she dies, it's wrong."

Ye Hehuan took a deep breath and looked back at Ye Zanwen: "Because I am not the child of the woman you love, my existence is a mistake. Seeing me will only make you feel disgusted. No matter what I do,

What awaits me will always be your accusations and insults."

"Dad, don't worry. Once my great-aunt's funeral is over, I will listen to you and go back to Vancouver and never come back again."

This was the first time in many years that she called her dad after returning to China yesterday.

It was a lie that Ye Zanwen didn't feel anything in his heart. Even if he didn't like this child, he would still bleed half of his own blood. Just when he looked stunned, Ye Jiming's old but cold and angry voice came from the door: "Who said that you will never be born again?"

Coming?!”

Yin Lian turned her head and saw Ye Jiming and her sister-in-law Ye Zhimin standing at the door of their house at some unknown time.

Ye Jiming waved away his daughter's supporting hand, walked in with a cane, walked up to Ye Zanwen, and slapped him hard. Ye Zanwen's face turned to one side. After a while, purple fingerprints immediately appeared, which was enough to show that Ye Jiming had used it.
To be continued...