Fu Yingxiang got out of the car. The young man was busy moving the luggage in the trunk and didn't seem to notice her.
"Sister Four."
A cry of surprise came from the night sky. A black figure jumped over from afar and laughed. "Sister Four, it's snowing. It's snowing. Did you see …"
Fu Yingxiang sniffed and turned to look at Ye Huanyan.
Many people liked snow. A heavy snow seemed to be able to cleanse the entire world.
Ye Huanyan looked at her with both hands holding the snow. She was smiling when her smile suddenly turned into astonishment. She fell behind her in a daze.
"Sister Yan Yan, long time no see."
Fu Yingxiang had heard this clear voice more than once along the way. She was sure that it was that young man.
Sister Yan Yan?
They knew each other?
Ye Huanyan stared at the young man behind Fu Yingxiang with wide eyes. After a long time, she finally recognized him. "Ling Zhan?"
He hadn't seen Ling Zhan for a long time. It had been almost seven years.
He came back once when Old Madam died of illness. That was also the last time they saw each other.
Ling Zhan had changed a lot. He was taller and more muscular. He was a man, not a boy.
Ye Huanyan was overjoyed and introduced him to Fu Yingxiang. "This is Ling Zhan, the eldest son of Ling Han's second uncle. Why did you come in the same car?"
As she spoke, Ye Huanyan looked suspiciously at the lollipop in Fu Yingxiang's hand. Fu Yingxiang returned to her senses and hurriedly hid the lollipop behind her back. "It's a coincidence. I'm not sure what's going on either …"
Ling Zhan smiled. "It's really a coincidence."
"Let's go in. We'll talk inside."
Ye Huanyan hurried forward to help with the luggage.
Fu Yingxiang held the lollipop in one hand. She didn't know whether to throw it away or keep it. She felt extremely awkward and could only let Ling Zhan and Ye Huanyan help to pull the luggage into the house.
The old house was a big house, and everyone lived in the backyard. Ye Huanyan obviously didn't know that Ling Zhan was coming back. As soon as she entered the backyard, she shouted, "Ling Han, Ling Han, look who's here."
A groan came from the room, followed by Wen Yi's displeased scolding. "I told you not to move. You're the one who's suffering."
Ye Huanyan stepped into the room, and the warm air hit her face. Ling Han was lying on the chaise lounge in the side hall. One of his trousers was rolled up high, and there were needles everywhere.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"I just learned some acupuncture. Let him try it."
"New acupuncture?" Ye Huanyan's mouth twitched. For a moment, she forgot her purpose and hurried forward.
"How dare you experiment on a living person when you just learned it?"
Wen Yi glanced at her with a careless expression. "He was doing well at first, but when you came in so suddenly, he moved and just pricked the wrong acupoint. He probably won't be able to move for the next two days."
"Mom …"
"Yan Yan," Ling Han's voice interrupted Ye Huanyan's dissatisfaction. "What were you talking to me about?"
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan finally remembered the two people standing outside the door. She hurriedly lifted the curtain and waved. "Come in quickly."
The first to enter was Fu Yingxiang. Wen Yi was very happy to see Fu Yingxiang. She hurriedly got up and greeted her.
"Xiao Ying, it's good that you're here. I've been looking forward to seeing you here. Stay with me for a few more days. None of these little brats are willing to accompany an old woman like me."
Following closely behind was Ling Zhan.
When Ling Han saw Ling Zhan, his expression froze and his brows furrowed.
He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.
Ling Zhan raised her eyebrows and tilted her head to look at Ling Han, who was sprawled on the chaise lounge, unable to move.
"Cousin, you don't seem to be very happy to see me."
Ling Han's brows furrowed even deeper. He didn't know if there was really something wrong with the acupoint that Wen Yi had pierced for him. After a long time, half of his body gradually became numb. At this moment, he couldn't move. He couldn't help but want to show a little enthusiasm.
"Don't blame him." Wen Yi interrupted. "He wants to, but he can't get up."
It was rare for Wen Yi to speak up for Ling Han.
Ye Huanyan looked at her in surprise.
"Who is this?"
"My mother."
"Hello, Auntie."
"En, you're Ling Han's cousin? You're Mr. Ling Dongyu's son, right? "
Wen Yi pulled Fu Yingxiang to sit at the tea table and turned to greet Ling Zhan. She looked like the hostess, as if she had forgotten that in this place, Ling Zhan was actually more of a host.
"I haven't had the chance to express my gratitude to your father in person for helping us when he was abroad. I'm really grateful to your father for helping Gu Corporation clear its name."
Even her words of gratitude were said in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing.
Ye Huanyan held her forehead. She felt that in this world, there might not be a more unreasonable woman than her own mother.
Ling Zhan's expression didn't change. She said lightly, "My father didn't do much. Auntie, you don't have to take it to heart. If there's anything else you need help with, just tell me. It's more convenient for me to tell my father directly."
"Is that so?"
"Of course. My father asked me to come back to the country to see if there's anything I can help with. After all, when Sister Yan Yan was in the Ling family, she had a good relationship with my family. We don't see each other many times a year, but we get along very well. Especially my mother and Sister Yan Yan, they get along very well."
"I heard Yan Yan mention this before. Your mother is Chris, right?"
Seeing that Ling Zhan and Wen Yi were chatting happily, and Fu Yingxiang was accompanying them. They talked about some coincidences that happened at the airport. The three of them chatted happily. Ye Huanyan was not in the mood to interrupt. She simply walked to Ling Han's side. "Ling Zhan is here. I haven't seen you in years, but you've become more and more likable."
Ling Han was lying on the chaise lounge, so his vision was limited. He could not see how happy the three of them were, but from the content of their conversation, he sensed a hint of danger.
"Yan Yan, help me pull out the needle and thread on my leg."
"Can this be pulled out?"
"Yes."
Ling Han nodded.
Ye Huanyan turned around and looked at Wen Yi. "Mom, can these needles be pulled out?"
"Yes," Wen Yi replied perfunctorily. She did not even raise her head.
Ye Huanyan reached out to pull out the needle. Before she could touch it, she heard Wen Yi say, "Unless you want his other leg to be paralyzed as well."
She was so frightened that her hand trembled and she almost dropped the needle.
"It's better not to pull it out." Ye Huanyan carefully retracted her hand and comforted her. "My mom used to study Chinese medicine. Although she may be using you as a test subject, I can't make trouble for her."
Ling Han frowned. He glanced at Ling Zhan's back from the corner of his eye and faintly felt uneasy.
This rascal had some thoughts about Ye Huanyan since he was young. At that time, he was still a little kitten and could not do anything about it. Now that Ling Zhan had come back to help the Gu Corporation, he did not know whether he wanted to take advantage of the situation or to take advantage of it.
In the evening, Ye Huanyan had just sent Ling Han back to his room. The two of them had just spoken a few words when Wen Yi knocked on the door. "Yan Yan, Xiao Ying is sleeping in your room. Come over early and talk to her."
Since returning to the Gu Mansion, Ye Huanyan and Ling Han had been sleeping in separate rooms. Wen Yi had come up with a bunch of folk remedies that could help treat Ling Han's leg. One of them was for the couple to sleep in separate rooms.
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