Ye Huanyan subconsciously lowered her head to look at the scarf around her neck. At one glance, she felt that the scarf seemed to be stained with the light of the top student in the room just now. She hurriedly took off the scarf and hung it on the hanger at the door.
"I'll return it to Ling Zhan when we eat later."
Only then did Ling Han's expression soften a little. He coughed dryly.
"What did Ling Zhan say to you just now?"
At the mention of this, Ye Huanyan's expression stiffened.
She couldn't tell him that she was crushed by the top student and then fled in front of him. It was embarrassing just thinking about it.
"Nothing, nothing."
"Nothing?" Ling Han's eyes were cold as he sized up Ye Huanyan.
"He's just a child. What can he say?"
This sentence made him feel quite satisfied.
A child, wasn't he just a little brat?
He sneered. The words that he wanted to say to Ye Huanyan were immediately suppressed. His sullen anger ended without a cause.
But a certain person who was treated as a little brat didn't think so. When a boy first fell in love in his teens, he was eager to grow up and protect the girl he loved. Obedient and sensible people like Ling Zhan were no exception.
Ever since she accepted the music box that Ling Zhan gave to Ye Huanyan, he had become more and more attentive to her. No matter what novel or not, he would bring it to Ye Huanyan to ask for a trick.
It was fine once or twice, but after a while, even Ling Li could see some tricks. He was secretly speechless that a brainless idiot like Ye Huanyan could always win the favor of a man.
Ling Zhan had his own attitude to curry favor with him, but Ling Han's expression darkened day by day.
If it was another man, it would be fine, but the person in front of him was his cousin.
He felt a little helpless.
When they had breakfast in the morning, all of them were present, except for Ling Zhan. When it was almost time to eat …
Ling Zhan held a white sugar cake wrapped in oil paper and strolled into the living room like she was presenting a treasure. She directly gave the white sugar cake to Ye Huanyan, making Ye Huanyan a little embarrassed.
"Sister Yan Yan, try this. I went to the city with Uncle Zhang to buy this this morning. It tastes the same as the white sugar cake we ate when we were young. It's your favorite."
"Thank you. Erm, why don't we share it?" Ye Huanyan was smiling, but she looked a little embarrassed.
Ling Zhan waved his hand. "No need, no need. You eat this. Also, I bought a lot. You eat first. I'll share it with everyone."
Thus, the old lady beamed with joy.
"Today, we are lucky to have Yan Yan. Xiao Zhan even went out early in the morning to buy white sugar cakes."
There was laughter in the room.
Ling Dongyu glanced at Ling Han, who was silent, and deliberately teased, "Yan Yan, why don't you wait for another two years? When Ling Zhan is older, you can move to the United States and be my daughter-in-law."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old lady, Aunt Zhang, and a few servants all laughed.
Ling Zhan blushed a little and avoided everyone's teasing gaze.
Ye Huanyan spread her hands helplessly with a smile on her face.
"Second uncle, can you not joke with me? If second aunt was born a few years later, you would be the same age as me. "
Everyone burst into laughter again.
Except for Ling Dongyu, no one noticed that Ling Han, who was standing behind the old lady, had a face darker than the bottom of a pot.
In the afternoon.
The family chatted and drank tea in the living room.
Ling Han came back from the front yard with two big food boxes in his hands.
"Brother Ling Han …" Ling Li was the first to see Ling Han. He put down the red string in his hand and rushed out. "What delicious food did you bring?"
Ling Han glanced at Ye Huanyan and said lightly,
"I bought some snacks from Wufang Shop, such as mung bean cakes and yellow dragon cakes. Everyone, try them this afternoon."
Ling Dongyu was playing with Little Bean on the sofa. When he heard this, he tilted his head and glanced at him. "Doesn't Wufang Shop only open after the fifteenth every year? Where did you get such great ability? "
"It's a coincidence."
The two words made Ling Dongyu raise his eyebrows, but he did not ask any more questions.
Plates of exquisite pastries were distributed in front of everyone. Ling Dongyu watched with interest as Ling Han divided the pastries from the old lady, then to him and Chris, then to Ling Zhan, then to Ling Li and Ling Xue. Finally, he was willing to distribute them to Ye Huanyan.
Ye Huanyan looked indifferent. She thanked him and lowered her head to continue weaving her China knot.
Seeing this, Ling Dongyu sighed slowly. He lowered his voice and whispered in Chris's ear, "In this state, our son still has a chance."
Chris turned around and glared at him. "Keep your voice down …"
Although the old lady's ears were not very good, she saw Ling Dongyu's sneaky expression.
"What are you whispering to your wife about? Tell us about it. "
Chris was slightly taken aback. Before she could reply, Ling Dongyu suddenly laughed.
"I told Chris that when I was in elementary school, my class monitor and I sat at the same table. It was very funny."
"Oh?" The old lady's interest was piqued. "Tell us about it when you were in elementary school."
Ling Dongyu handed the little bean to his wife and cleared his throat.
"I was the class monitor in my primary school. Every time the class gave out stationery and books, he would always be the last to give them to my deskmate. He was very generous and would always bring food for the entire class, but he would always be the last to give them to my deskmate. Later on, one of the persimmons he brought was rotten, and my deskmate didn't get any. After that, the entire class found out about this and gradually started to isolate my deskmate. My deskmate started to get bullied by her classmates. Things like cleaning the toilets and taking out the trash were all assigned to her. However, my deskmate was especially unlucky. From primary school to high school, she had always been in the same class as the class monitor. This situation lasted for several years."
"What happened after that?" The old lady stared at him and asked.
"My deskmate always thought that the class monitor hated her. Every time she saw him, she would avoid him."
Ling Dongyu smiled. "Later, on the day of my deskmate's wedding, the class monitor drank too much and refused to leave. He said that he would take my deskmate away and was almost beaten by the groom. Only then did we know that he actually had a crush on my deskmate for many years."
The old lady didn't understand.
"Nonsense. If you like her, why would you bully her?"
Ling Dongyu raised his eyebrows. He had been paying attention to Ling Han's expression.
"I didn't bully her. Some people are like this. The more they like something, the more reserved they are. In order to give a piece of candy to someone, they would give a piece of candy to everyone around them. They are afraid that others will find out."
"Isn't that stupid?" The old lady laughed.
"You little brat, I thought you were going to tell an interesting story. You just told a nonsense story about an idiot."
The children all laughed along, and even Chris laughed. It was not because of the story, but because the old lady was laughing at his father without reservation.
Ling Han was expressionless. He sat in the chair and drank tea and snacks. He seemed to be indifferent to the story.
"It's not nonsense." Ling Dongyu's eyes flashed with a sly light. "Later, my deskmate married me."
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