While speaking, Aunt Fan was a little flickering: "Actually, I'm not a guest, I'm going to leave immediately, what clothes do you want to bring, I'll help you sort it out together." ”

"No, I'll just take two coats." Ye Hehuan didn't notice Aunt Fan's strange appearance, and walked straight to the house.

But Aunt Fan still put down the scissors, wiped her hands on the apron in front of her, and followed Ye Hehuan in: "Don't you like to eat chestnuts?" The family bought fried chestnuts with sugar today, and brought some back to school later. He"

Ye Hehuan pushed open the door of the house, and suddenly turned his head and asked Aunt Fan, "Hasn't my grandfather come back from the capital yet?" ”

"The old minister won't be back until next week."

Ye Hehuan was a little lost, changing shoes at the entrance, and accidentally kicked a pair of men's casual leather shoes next to her, she looked down -

It wasn't Ye Zanwen's shoes, because at Ye Zanwen's age, he wouldn't wear such a youthful style.

"Do you drink orange juice or plain water?" Aunt Fan suddenly asked her beside her.

Ye Hehuan retracted his gaze and smiled at Aunt Fan: "You don't have to worry about me, if you are thirsty, I will go to the kitchen to find water." Da"

"That'll do fine." Aunt Fan said that, but the person was still there.

Ye Hehuan put on cotton slippers, straightened up and said, "Go get busy, I'll go upstairs to get clothes." ”

"Whoa."

Aunt Fan was just about to go to the kitchen when a warm young male voice came from the living room: "Auntie, the remote control may be out of power, please bring two new batteries." ”

Ye Hehuan looked at Aunt Fan next to him.

Aunt Fan knew that she couldn't hide it, so she had to explain truthfully: "I'm here to pick up my wife, and my wife is changing clothes upstairs." ”

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In the living room, a man nestled in the sofa, his two long legs crossed on the edge of the tea table, wearing a sweater and jeans, looked young, twenty-seven or eighteen, clean and handsome, and was watching TV boredly with a remote control in his hand.

Ye Hehuan's eyes fell on the other party's short chestnut hair, and he was still wearing an earring in his left ear, when did Han Minjing know this kind of young man?

The man noticed that someone was watching him, and he turned his head to look at the door of the living room.

Seeing Ye Hehuan standing there for some time, the man immediately put his legs down, sat upright, and smiled a little crampedly at her.

Ye Hehuan didn't rush upstairs anymore.

She walked into the living room and walked up to the man, and asked straight to the point, "What is your relationship with Han Minjing?" ”

"Huh?" The man was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Ye Hehuan snatched the remote control from his hand and threw it on the coffee table: "This is my home, I don't like strangers to haunt at home." ”

"You're Sister Jing's daughter, right?"

The man had already stood up, and in the face of Ye Hehuan's hostility, he smiled calmly: "I'm your mother's friend, we have an event in the fitness club tonight, I'm here to pick up your mother, by the way, my name is-"

"There is no shortage of drivers in our family."

Ye Hehuan interrupted him, and what he said was merciless: "As for any messy activities, my mother is not interested in participating, you can leave now." ”

The man furrowed his brows, and seemed helpless about her eviction order, but he didn't argue with her much.

He glanced at his watch and said, "I'll wait for Sister Jing to come down." ”

"Why are you so thick-skinned, I haven't left you even after I've chased you like this! Why, do you want to learn from those little white-faced rich women? Ye Hehuan smiled coldly, took the landline phone next to him, and was about to dial 114: "Which club are you from, I will call immediately to complain about you [horse flea] disturbing customers......"

"Enough!" An angry shout rang out at the top of the staircase.

Ye Hehuan turned his head and saw Han Minjing, who had been carefully dressed.

Wearing a slim blue and white porcelain cheongsam-style dress, Han Minjing was holding a tassel shawl in her hand, her eyebrows were cold, her eyes crossed Ye Hehuan, looked at the man, and her tone became gentle: "James, you wait for me outside first, and I'll go out immediately." ”

The man nodded, glanced at Ye Hehuan again, took his jacket and left the room.

The door closed, leaving only the mother and daughter standing opposite each other in the living room.

Han Minjing gathered her shawl, didn't say anything, turned around and went to the bathroom next to her, and there was a faint fragrance on her body in the air.

The hands hanging by his side were clenched, and Ye Hehuan chased after him after all.

She didn't knock on the door, she just unscrewed the doorknob.

Han Minjing slanted her gaze, glanced at her lightly, and continued to concentrate on wearing her earrings.

"What the hell is your relationship with that man!"

Ye Hehuan is not a three-year-old child, how could she not see that there is no abnormality between Han Minjing and that man, it is that bit of ambiguity that makes her feel disgusting.

Han Minjing lightly opened her red lips and said lightly: "Friend." ”

"Friends?" Ye Hehuan's nails picked at his palms hard, and he asked angrily: "How old are you, you really think you are seventeen or eighteen, you are friends with a young man in your twenties, and you are not afraid of others saying that you are disrespectful!" ”

"Smack!" The foundation case rests heavily on the washstand.

Han Minjing took a deep breath, because of the emaciation, the collarbone was clearly visible on the neck, but she didn't have a seizure, reopened the foundation box, took out the puff and patted it on her face, and said casually: "Your dad can eat and live with the junior outside, can't I even make a friend?" ”