Ye Hehuan woke up at noon the next day, just in time for lunch.

There were only two people at the Han family's dinner table.

Sister-in-law Tang went in and out of the kitchen to serve food, Han Lao sat on the upper seat, and did not pay much attention to Han Jingqiu's 'running away from home' incident, when Sister-in-law Tang mentioned it, Han Lao snorted coldly: "She still thinks she is a teenage girl, and everyone wants to coax her around her?" She's not here, and I'm still happy. ”

"It's best if she goes back to Fengcheng, here, it will only make her more and more fearless."

Ye Hehuan picked up the rice grains with chopsticks, and did not tell the old man the cruel truth that he saw Han Jingqiu 'elope' with a wild man last night.

The landline in the living room rang Gong.

Sister-in-law Tang wiped her hands and went over to answer the phone, Ye Hehuan heard the word 'uncle', and the movement of chewing vegetables in her mouth slowed down.

"Where's eating...... Then watch out for yourself...... Bhoo, okay, goodbye. ”

Ye Hehuan heard the sound of the landline phone 'clicking' and putting it down.

Sister-in-law Tang returned to the restaurant and told Mr. Han: "Old chief, the third aunt has already registered, let me tell you, because the time is too rushed, and I didn't come over in the morning." ”

"If he stays here, he can get the orderlies to take him to the airport."

Han Lao thought of his unreasonable little daughter, he had a headache, and sighed helplessly: "At the beginning, she also wanted to marry herself, who is doing this now?" ”

"I'm afraid it's also because the small couple gets together less and leaves more." Sister-in-law Tang said words of relief beside her.

Ye Hehuan Gu buried herself in eating rice, seemingly careless, however, the words 'Zhong Xiao' and 'uncle' that repeatedly appeared in her ears knocked on her heart.

This is the first time she has learned about Yu Zhongxiao's marriage to Han Jingqiu from others.

One thing, it still surprised Ye Hehuan, she really didn't expect that it was Han Jingqiu, who often held the eldest lady's frame and thought highly of herself, to chase Yu Zhongxiao.

In the words of Sister-in-law Tang, the third lady used eighteen kinds of martial arts in order to marry the third aunt.

……

"Isn't it the uncle that the third lady chases!"

In Ye Hehuan's room, Sister-in-law Tang helped her sort out her clothes, and Ye Hehuan pretended to ask an unintentional question, which immediately attracted Sister-in-law Tang's endless talk.

"And my uncle's family background is good, I know few girls on weekdays, and many female officers in the army like him, at that time, the third lady often runs to the place where the old chief works, in fact, she goes to see her uncle, I heard the little master say, the third miss almost pulled a banner and hung it at the door of the aunt's dormitory to declare sovereignty."

"Do you know how to use 'proclamation of sovereignty'?" Ye He said with a smile.

"That's it." Sister-in-law Tang raised her eyebrows proudly and continued: "It was fine in the first year of marriage, but in the past two years, the third lady's temper has shown again, and my uncle is also good-tempered. ”

"It is estimated that it is also because of work, gathering less and leaving more, and my uncle feels that he can't live with Miss San, so he will tolerate it so much."

Ye Hehuan recalled that last night, Yu Zhongxiao didn't seem to have much affection when he saw the bag of things thrown out by Han Jingqiu.

even calmly sat on the basketball court with her and talked for a while.

Among the men she knew, there was really no such generosity, unless- Ye Hehuan had an idea in his head, both of them had problems.

Thinking of Morse's explanation, she took a deep breath and didn't let herself continue to think about Han Jingqiu and his wife, otherwise she might really get sick.

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In the evening, Ye Jiming personally came to Han's house to pick up the granddaughter of 'Happy Thoughts'.

"Wait a minute!"

Before going out, Ye Hehuan ran upstairs again, went back to his room, and turned out the bag of 'garbage' that she had forced under the wardrobe.

She looked around, found an inconspicuous paper bag, emptied the 'garbage' into it, and then went downstairs with the large paper bag in satisfaction.

After getting in the car, Ye Jiming found the bag: "What is it containing?" Such a baby. ”

"Some old clothes." Ye Hehuan held the paper bag and didn't leave his hand, for fear that Ye Lao would want to see it on a whim, so he moved his butt to the side again.

Back at Ye's house, as soon as she lay down on the bed, her mobile phone vibrate.

It's Fan Tiantian's text message.

What are you doing? 】

Ye Hehuan was a little tired, but he still picked up his mobile phone-[I just came back from my grandfather's house and was ready to sleep. 】

[It's only a little bit, let's come out and play.] Fan Tiantian replied quickly.

[I want to accompany my grandfather to practice calligraphy at night.] 】

Fan Tiantian - [When did you participate in the activities of the elderly? By the way, how did that handsome guy do with you last time? 】

[What handsome guy?] 】

[Don't pretend garlic with me, that night, a waiter at the bar saw you follow the man in the car and left, are you two ...... Uh-huh? 】

Ye Hehuan's temples were a little swollen and painful, and he replied - [Well, that's my little uncle. 】

【……】

Losing her phone, Ye Hehuan turned over, buried her face in the pillow, pulled the quilt and planned to sleep, but after a while, she went to bed barefoot again.

Ye Hehuan never admitted that she was 'neurotic', but someone who was once smashed on her forehead with a plate

Dr. Tang said that no neuropathy would think that he was a neurotic, and his occasional capricious behavior in the past few years also made Ye Hehuan vaguely aware that her psychology might be a little problematic.

It's like she has an almost pathological fondness for things that come to her eye at a glance.

took the paper bag on the chair that he brought back from the winter vacation, Ye Hehuan carried the corner of the bag and poured it down, and scattered a carpet of messy things.

She sat on the floor against the edge of the bed, picked up the objects and began to look at them one by one.

Eventually, she found a lighter, beautifully carved and looked valuable.

"Why didn't you find ...... last night?"

Ye Hehuan took it to the light and looked through it carefully, shook it, there was still liquid in it, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the cigarette case in the corner.

There were only two cigarettes left in the flattened cigarette case.

These two things should have been thrown into the garbage bag by Han Jingqiu from the coffee table or bedside table last night.

It's not such an expensive cigarette brand.

The dark cigarette case is like the feeling that Yu Zhongxiao gave her, quiet and a little old-fashioned.

A cigarette was sandwiched between her index finger and middle finger, Ye Hehuan leaned against the bed, squinting lazily and looking at it, not as delicate as a lady's cold cigarette, she took the lighter, pressed the button, and a small purple and blue flame burst out, she bent her head and took two puffs gently.

The cigarette butt emitted a bright fire, which was extinguished in an instant, flickering and dimming, and a faint nicotine scent lingered in the room.

Ye Hehuan took another breath and slowly exhaled the cigarette, the smell of tobacco filled his mouth, different from the taste of lady's cigarette, there was no kind of cool feeling that made the internal organs comfortable, in the thin smoke, she uncontrollably remembered the scene of Yu Zhongxiao sitting in the car smoking.

Because Yan Yu is a non-smoker.

She subconsciously imitated Yu Zhongxiao's demeanor when he spit out smoke rings.

When the door was pushed open, Ye Hehuan didn't even have time to extinguish the cigarette in his hand, and the angry shouts had already resounded throughout the bedroom.

Ye Zanwen's neck artery protruded, his face was pale, and after he came in, he snatched her cigarette: "Who told you to smoke this thing?!" ”

Ye Hehuan frowned, not wanting to look at the face that he hated.

The next reprimand and scolding was inevitable.

Yin Lian hurried over and grabbed her husband's raised hand: "Don't hit the child, maybe the child is out of curiosity." ”

"Curious? She is curious about people smoking, and if she sees others killing people and setting fires in the future, will she also try it? ”

Ye Hehuan stood beside him, and it was rare that he didn't refute.

Seeing her like this, Ye Zanwen rummaged through her bedroom with luck, and seeing that she was going to get her bag, Ye Hehuan quickly pulled her eyes: "What are you doing!" ”

"What am I doing? What else are you asking me for?! ”

Yin Lian took Ye Zanwen's hand, and looked at Ye Hehuan with a stubborn face: "Huanhuan, don't quarrel with your father......"

"We don't need you to talk about things between us." Ye Hehuan said coldly.

Yin Lian was speechless, and her face was a little pale.

Ye Zanwen became more and more angry, and was just about to teach Ye Hehuan a lesson, when he was interrupted by a voice: "It's a big night, what's going on, and I'm not afraid of the neighbors watching jokes." ”

"Dad." Yin Lian turned her head and saw Ye Jiming.

Ye Jiming stood at the door with a cane, his face was gloomy, and he saw that Ye Hehuan's heart was tight, and his fingers tightened the sweater on his body.

"Huanhuan, come with me to the study." After saying that, he turned around and left first.

This night, Ye Hehuan stood in front of the desk for a long time, lowered his head, and since she came in, Ye Jiming never reprimanded her, and just sat quietly.

When her tears fell, there was a faint sigh from the old man in her ears.

……

Closing the door of the study, Ye Hehuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Ye Jiming only said one sentence, he said, "You go back to the room to sleep." ”

Her room was at the far end of the hallway.

When passing by the master bedroom, Ye Hehuan's footsteps paused, and several lights came out through the cracks in the door and landed on the side of her slippers.

Yin Lian's soft voice came from the room: "Finished washing?" Still have a headache? ”

"Nothing."

Ye Hehuan turned his head sideways and looked through the crack in the door, Ye Zanwen was sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, raising his hand and twisting his brows.

"That's not a way, why don't you ask the master to massage it tomorrow?"

Yin Lian poured a glass of water, Ye Zanwen took her hand, even if she was middle-aged, Yin Lian's hand was still delicate and soft, she moved closer to him, let his head rest on herself, and gently patted his shoulder: "If you are really tired, take a vacation and hand over the work to the people below." ”

"You've been wronged these days." Ye Zanwen said suddenly.

"What's wronged, a child of this age is inevitably rebellious in character, don't worry too much about her."

Ye Hehuan's hands hanging down at her side clenched little by little, and she heard Ye Zanwen say: "The ticket is at noon the day after tomorrow, just let Lao Li send it at that time, I know, Jingyu has been angry with you in the past few days, and there is suddenly more people in the family, and it is inevitable that she will be rejected." ”

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The first to find out that Ye Hehuan was missing was the Ye family's nanny.

The next morning, the nanny ran down with a post-it note, her face full of urgency: "The eldest lady is gone." ”

Ye Zanwen drank coffee.

Yin Lian raised her head and looked at the nanny ungroundedly, as for Ye Jingyu, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and continued to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened.

Ye Lao took the post-it note and looked at it, and only wrote one sentence on the paper - [Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm back to Vancouver.] 】

Sorry, it was for last night's smoking incident.

Ye Jiming looked at the beautiful font, his heart was full of feelings, Ye Zanwen took a look at it, his brows were furrowed, his chest was squeezed with anger, he stepped back from the chair and went to get the blazer on the back of the chair, just about to chase this rebel girl, when he heard his father's order: "What do you do, sit down for me." ”

Yin Lian said at the right time: "Dad, if not, go to Han's house and ask, maybe you will go there." ”

Ye Jiming didn't answer, picked up the post-it note with a straight face, went to the study, and said to Ye Zanwen: "You guys find a house and move out." ”

Ye Jingyu's face changed suddenly, and she didn't understand why: "Grandpa......"

Even Yin Lian didn't react for a while.

"Dad!" Ye Zanwen frowned, but Ye Jiming just waved his hand: "You guys live here, I see the blockage, move as much as you want." ”

Yip Zanwen: "......"

Yin Lian looked at Ye Jiming's back as he left, and her hands under the table clenched, like an embarrassment of being slapped.

She understood almost instantly.

Ye Hehuan deliberately walked away quietly, relying on Ye Jiming's love and guilt for her, and using the mourning policy to drive himself out of this home.

It seems that I underestimated this stinky girl.

―――――――――――― author has something to say――――――――――――――

I know you are angry, so I decided to take off my flip-flops and shoot Yin Lian, don't thank me, please call me Lei Feng.

PS: Each character has the necessity of saving zài to promote the plot, the second brother's brainless fans are not excited, Yan Yu is god assists to help Huanhuan to the second brother's side.

Also, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!