When Ling Han stepped into the courtyard of the East Courtyard, a snowball hit him right in the head.
It exploded and snowflakes flew everywhere.
His face froze and he looked in the direction the snowball came from.
Behind the red pillar in the corridor, Ye Huanyan was looking at him in surprise. It wasn't the eighth day yet. Why was he back?
Ling Li, on the other hand, stuck his head out from behind the snow pile and cried out in alarm.
"Ah …"
"Ye Huanyan, how old are you? Why are you playing with kids? "Ling Han frowned.
"Brother Ling Han, it's not Sister Yan Yan's fault. We were the ones who played with her."
Beside Ye Huanyan, another figure walked out from the shadow of the pillar.
It was Ling Zhan.
Ling Han finally noticed the man's scarf around Ye Huanyan's neck. His face suddenly darkened.
"The whole courtyard is covered in snow. Is it a joke to fall and knock your head on the ground?"
Ling Han's return put an end to the snowball fight. Aunt Zhang came to the courtyard and urged them to go out for breakfast. Ling Li and Ling Xue saw that the situation was not good, so they ran away with Aunt Zhang.
Only Ye Huanyan was left in the courtyard. Ling Zhan, who was about the same height as her, followed by Ling Han, who was slowly walking in from the entrance of the courtyard.
Of course, there was also the couple and the little boy who were hiding in the opposite room.
"Aren't you worried that your son will be crushed by Ling Han and his self-esteem will be hurt?" Chris looked out of the window worriedly.
Ling Dongyu crossed his legs and looked indifferent.
"If you don't let him suffer some setbacks, he won't be able to release his adolescent restlessness. He's 15 years old and has never fought or argued with anyone. He always gives in to others and doesn't even have a hobby. I don't think he's like my son."
Hearing this, Chris rolled his eyes.
"You have a lot of hobbies. Didn't he learn to smoke from you?"
"I smoke for enjoyment. He smokes to vent. It's different."
"You always have a reason."
Chris was too lazy to talk to him. He turned around and continued to look out the window.
Opposite the window,
Ling Han walked closer and glanced at Ling Zhan.
"You go eat first."
Normally, Ling Han was the eldest cousin who always kept his word. No matter what he said, the younger siblings would never object. Even the most mischievous Ling Li would be scared into silence by a single look from him.
Ling Zhan's temper was good, and she had never been reprimanded by him.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had been looked at with such a gaze, which made him feel a sense of contempt.
Ling Zhan suddenly lost his temper and stubbornly stood in front of Ye Huanyan.
"Brother Linghan, Auntie Zhang asked us to eat, let's go together."
"You go first."
"I have something to say to sister Yan Yan." Before Ling Han could finish, Ling Zhan interrupted him.
Ling Han's face darkened slightly.
"What could you have to say to her?"
"This is between me and sister Yan Yan."
After saying this, Ling Zhan turned around and looked at Ye Huanyan. "Sister, do you still mean what you said last night?"
Last night?
Ling Han frowned and stared at Ling Zhan warily.
Ye Huanyan didn't notice anything strange and nodded hesitantly. "Yes, I do. Why are you so suddenly? Do you want to say something now?"
"I have something to give you. Come with me."
Ling Zhan didn't say anything. She pulled her wrist and walked towards her room.
"Ye Huanyan..."
Ling Han's cold voice sounded behind her.
Did he rush back to the old house early in the morning just to see her look like an idiot who couldn't see anything?
Ye Huanyan hurriedly turned around and glanced at him. Before Ling Zhan pulled her away, she hurriedly said, "Go ahead and eat.
"Well, you go to eat first. Ling Zhan may want to talk to me about something. I'll go there later."
Seeing Ye Huanyan disappear from Ling Zhan's room, Ling Han's face turned green. He pushed open the door to Ye Huanyan's room and walked straight in.
In the opposite room.
Chris said bitterly, "You really don't care?"
"What's there to care about?"
"Yan Yan is 11 years older than Ling Zhan!"
"So what if she's 11 years older?" Ling Dongyu put the little boy back on the sofa and sat up straight.
"No matter how old she is, Ling Zhan won't be able to win Yan Yan's heart."
"How can you belittle your own son like that?" Chris was suddenly unhappy.
"Then do you want Ling Zhan to win her heart or not..."
"Of course I want..."
Before Chris could finish his sentence, he suddenly didn't know what to think anymore.
Ling Dongyu slowly said, "You're worrying too much."
Ling Zhan took out an exquisitely made merry-go-round music box from her suitcase and handed it to Ye Huanyan.
"This is for you."
Ye Huanyan's eyes lit up. "A New Year's gift!"
Ling Zhan opened his mouth, but in the end, he nodded. "I guess so."
"Is this what you wanted to tell me?"
"Yes, there's more."
"More?"
Ye Huanyan looked up in confusion.
Ling Zhan's face was 70% similar to Ling Dongyu's. The other 30% was inherited from his mother, Chris. Although he was only 15 years old, he was not younger than his peers. Other than his height, he already looked like a young man.
"I've applied to enter university in advance. When I graduate, can you attend my graduation ceremony?"
"Huh?" Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. "Graduation ceremony? Won't your parents be there? "
"They are them, and you are you."
Faced with Ling Zhan's stubbornness, Ye Huanyan hesitated for a moment.
"If you're not busy, it should be fine."
"I'll finish all my courses within a year."
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan counted on her fingers and her face froze.
"You plan to graduate at 16 years old? Are you really a straight-A student? "
She suddenly felt a little ashamed. After all, as an older sister, she was really not a good role model when it came to studying.
Ling Zhan thought that she did not believe him. In a spurt of energy, he flipped his suitcase upside down and placed all the certificates and awards he had received over the years in front of Ye Huanyan.
"Sister, look, this is the state swimming champion certificate, this is the debating competition, this is the art exhibition, this is..."
Ye Huanyan thoroughly experienced the feeling of a straight-A student trembling in fear in front of a straight-A student.
She suddenly felt that Ling Zhan did not find her to be a bosom friend.
He came to crush her with IQ to achieve spiritual pride!
"Um, Ling Zhan, I'm a little hungry. I'm going to eat first. You... you're really amazing... really amazing. Study hard and improve every day."
Ye Huanyan walked out of Ling Zhan's room in a hurry. It was as if she was running away.
She slammed the door to her room.
It was not easy for her to breathe a sigh of relief, but when she saw the figure in front of the table, her body froze again.
"Why are you here?"
"Waiting for you." Ling Han's face was a little sullen. He stared at the scarf around her neck and asked, "Don't you have a scarf yourself? Do you like to use other people's so much? "
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