When Ling Dongyu and Chris got married, they were still in high school. They hadn't reached the age to register their marriage, so they had a wedding first.
Their classmates were also invited to the wedding. One of them got drunk and caused trouble, which became the laughing stock of everyone later on.
The old lady was slightly stunned. She seemed to have recalled something and suddenly laughed,
"You brat, you're so bad. So when you got married, the young man who drank too much was the class monitor you were talking about?"
"I lived across from Chris's house. I didn't get to get the moon first. In the end, I still won."
Ling Dongyu looked at Ling Han meaningfully, not hiding the smile in his eyes.
The old lady thought that Ling Dongyu was going to tell the children about her early love history, but Ye Huanyan didn't hear anything wrong. Only Chris smiled apologetically at Ling Han, then turned around and glared at Ling Dongyu warningly.
After dinner..,
Ling Dongyu leaned against the railing of the courtyard, a toothpick in his mouth. He didn't look like a father at all.
Ling Han left the room full of laughter and walked over.
"Second Uncle, when are you leaving?" he asked.
Ling Dongyu was not displeased, but he deliberately put on an exaggerated expression of heartbreak. "I've only been back for a few days, and you're already looking forward to me leaving. How annoying am I..."
Ling Han was used to his frivolous behavior and frowned as he looked at him.
"I was just asking casually."
"You're not casually asking." Ling Dongyu smiled. His teeth shone with a white luster under the moonlight. "I'm leaving this Saturday."
Ling Han's tense expression relaxed a little. At the same time, a sly look appeared in Ling Dongyu's eyes.
"But I plan to leave Ling Zhan here. His school requires him to have voluntary work experience abroad. I think it's good to stay in the country. At least I can take care of him."
Ling Han's face suddenly darkened,
"Are you serious?"
"There is indeed such a thing. Whether I want to leave him here or not depends on how you answer my question."
Ling Han frowned,
His second uncle was an old fox. He lived up to his reputation.
"What do you want to know?"
Under the curtain of night, under the railing in front of the house, there were many shadows. The lanterns and window flowers swayed slightly in the wind, making rustling sounds. Then, Ling Dongyu's rare serious voice sounded.
"Have you ever thought about the person you're going to spend the rest of your life with in the future? What does that person look like?"
Ling Han frowned as he looked at Ling Dongyu. His facial features were not very clear under the dim light.
Three days later, in the morning.
Ling Dongyu's family returned to America.
When they left after breakfast,
Ye Huanyan and Ling Han went to the airport to see them off. The old lady was not in good health and could not stand the torment. This was the first time she did not come out to see them off.
Because there was a lot of luggage and a lot of people, Uncle Zhang drove one car, and Ling Han also drove another.
When they arrived at the airport, there was still an hour before boarding time, which was enough time for them to chat a little more in the lobby.
"I sent you your skateboard yesterday. International logistics will probably take a little longer, but you should be able to receive it before the end of the month. If you get it, remember to let me know."
After reminding Ling Li, Ye Huanyan handed the handbags in her hand to the two sisters.
"By the way, these are the snacks made by Wufang Zhai. There are mung bean cakes, coconut cakes, and Ling Xue's favorite rose cakes. Anyway, I bought you a variety of flavors. They are vacuum-sealed, so you should be able to pass the security check. If you can't eat the airplane meal, you can eat these."
Ling Xue and Ling Li were two picky eaters. The plane meal would most likely not suit their taste.
Listening to Ye Huanyan's nagging made his ears very uncomfortable. Ling Li glanced at Ling Zhan, who was standing far away, in boredom. Seeing that he was looking at Ye Huanyan with melancholy, Ling Li immediately sighed helplessly and turned around to ask,
"Hey, Ye Huanyan, if you don't consider age, what do you think of my brother as a woman's opinion of a man?"
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan blushed and whispered,
"Thank you so much for what happened at the restaurant …"
Ling Li was stunned for a moment. He sighed silently in his heart and rolled his eyes in disdain,
I'm talking about Ling Zhan, big sister, you're really an idiot.
Looking at Ye Huanyan's bashful look, Ling Li shuddered. He touched his arm where his hair stood on end, waved his hand repeatedly, and muttered as he looked back.
"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. It's impossible anyway. My poor brother's first love was strangled in the cradle just like that."
Ye Huanyan ignored Ling Li's muttering. She felt a warmth in her palm and lowered her gaze slightly.
Ling Xue's mouth was filled with the candy Ye Huanyan gave her. When she spoke, her mouth was full of the smell of strawberries. She was smiling and holding Ye Huanyan's hand.
"Sister Yan Yan, if you're free, come to my house to play, okay?"
Ye Huanyan patted her head and said, "Okay."
After saying hello to everyone and being kissed by the salivating little bean, she finally waved goodbye to the noisy family.
After watching them line up and enter the security checkpoint, Ye Huanyan slowly exhaled and muttered to herself, "The Spring Festival is over."
Every year, this family came in a grand manner and left in a grand manner. It made people feel lonely.
Ling Han tilted his head and lowered his gaze slightly to look at her.
"Let's go. Grandma is waiting to go home for lunch."
Ye Huanyan was stunned.
"Oh, okay."
After lunch, they had to pack up and move back to Ling Han's villa from the old mansion. This was because tomorrow, all the employees of the Pleasure Group officially started work, including the boss.
This temporary peaceful coexistence of the Spring Festival was finally over.
In the afternoon, when they left the old mansion with their luggage, Aunt Zhang stood in between the two stone lions and waved at them. Ye Huanyan sat in the car and watched Aunt Zhang become smaller and smaller. In the end, she became an invisible little black dot. Suddenly, she felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.
During the Spring Festival, it was as if she was sitting in a time machine and flying back to the past. It was as if she had spent a rare and beautiful period of time.
But now that the time machine was no longer working, those beautiful moments of hers were like Aunt Zhang just now. They were getting farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.
"Remember to submit the summary of the annual meeting tomorrow. Also, inform the department heads tomorrow morning to hold a year-end meeting. Just make some preparations. I will explain the specific problems to them at the meeting."
Ling Han's voice suddenly sounded in the car. Ye Huanyan was stunned, as if she had not recovered from the Spring Festival atmosphere.
When she saw Ling Han's eyes in the mirror, she suddenly sobered up. "Oh, okay, I understand."
"Also, remember to inform the finance department to give out the red packets for the Spring Festival. Don't make any mistakes."
"Okay."
"…"
"Okay, I'll remember."
"…"
Night gradually fell. The black car sped on the road leading to the main city. Ling Han's cold voice was heard in the car. He methodically instructed Ye Huanyan what to do the next day.
Ye Huanyan vaguely felt that although Ling Han was instructing her in advance for the next day's work today, which was a little harsh for today, when they were still on holiday, his tone was very familiar and relaxed. Every task was also very detailed, and he was not as cold as before.
It was as if the conversation was deliberately to break the stiff atmosphere in the car.
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