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159. Can't tell who this person is at all

Young Master Yan knew that she felt sad, but sitting on the ground like this was not an option!

"Keke, you get up first, Auntie will feel bad when she sees you like this." Young Master Yan deliberately pointed to the memorial tablet, asking her to get up quickly for Auntie's sake.

"Feeling distressed!?" Coco finally had some reaction and raised her head to look at him.

Mr. Yan nodded quickly, "Yes, look at you and Auntie face to face like this. How could Auntie not know that you are sitting on the ground? You'd better get up first. If anything happens, I will still be there!"

"Yeah." Auntie left, but Coco's weakness remained the same.

"Ah..." After sitting for a long time, my legs suddenly lost strength and I fell back to the ground.

Yan Shao smiled and shook his head, picked her up, placed her next to him, stretched out his hands to squeeze her legs.

"Look, after sitting for a long time, my legs start to complain."

Coco glanced at him and didn't answer. Instead, she picked up her mother's memorial tablet and said to herself: "Mom, I'm sorry, I can't protect you even after you leave, and let others bully you like this."

"Keke, don't be sad. Although Auntie has been moved, she is still by your side, isn't she?"

Coco nodded, "It's good to be by my side, but who is it? Who is so cruel to throw my mother's memorial tablet at the door? What do they want to do?"

Looking for answers, he looked at Mr. Yan, who didn't know how to answer for a moment.

As for why, he didn't know yet. How could he answer her casually? It would only make her more emotional.

"I'm sorry, I don't know. This happened too suddenly and I didn't have time to investigate. But give me some time and I will give you an answer."

"How long will it take?" Ke Ke hugged her mother's memorial tablet tightly and asked.

"this……"

"How long will it take?" Ke Ke asked unwillingly.

She wants the exact time, she wants a definite answer.

Mr. Yan is very embarrassed. This kind of thing really cannot take as long as you want. It may be very fast or very slow. No one can tell.

"Keke, don't be like this. I can only say as soon as possible, but I don't know how long it will take, so please give me some time and give yourself some breathing space, okay?" Young Master Yan held her face and spoke word by word.

said.

Her spirit is really too tense right now and she needs to relax.

Keke knocked his hand off, stood up, hugged her mother's memorial tablet and returned to the bedroom.

Is it not okay for her to trust him? Why should he give her an uncertain answer? Why should he deal with her? Is it really not okay to help her?

In Coco's view, Young Master Yan's words were just trying to find reasons for why he didn't want to do it. He didn't take her to heart at all, didn't take this matter as anything at all, and didn't at all...

Young Master Yan sighed helplessly, and stood up and chased after him, but in the end it was too late. Coco closed the door one step ahead.

"Keke, open the door, listen to me, okay, don't lose your temper, many things take time, it doesn't just mean what you say..."

There was no movement in the room.

Young Master Yan paused for a moment, then continued to knock on the door and said, "Keke, open the door. Have you eaten dinner yet? If you want to eat anything, I'll cook it for you!"

Still no reply.

In desperation, Mr. Yan went to the study to get the room key and prepared to open the door, but this time Coco was one step ahead and opened the door.

She forced herself to laugh, and then asked: "You came back so late, you must have not eaten. I will cook it for you now. If you promise to cook tonight, I will cook it."

"Keke, no need, I will cook whatever you want to eat."

Keke shook him off impatiently and shouted: "I said I will do it tonight, and I will do it. Don't you understand?"

Young Master Yan quickly raised his hand to indicate that he would not stop her anymore, and coaxed: "Okay, you do it, you do it."

Coco smiled again without wanting to smile, took the things she bought today, and walked to the kitchen.

Young Master Yan felt really uncomfortable seeing her like this.

After growing up and having been around for so many years, this was the first time he encountered something that made him at a loss. Not only did he feel bad about himself, but the other person's mood also affected him and made him a mess.

"Forget it, it's better to find that woman as soon as possible." After that, he glanced at the room. Coco placed the aunt's memorial tablet squarely in the center of the bed, allowing the moonlight to shine in, as if to give it life.

The power is the same.

In the kitchen, the fragrant smell of rice soon wafted out. It smelled like something like porridge.

"Okay, the meal is ready."

Sure enough, Ke Ke came out with a pot of porridge, then took two more bowls, helped Yan Shao fill the rice, and said: "Time is a little tight, I can't make other delicious food, so I'll make do with it and I'll give it to you tomorrow night."

Make delicious food.”

"It's okay, don't worry about this, as long as you feel good about it." Mr. Yan took the bowl, took a sip, and immediately gave a thumbs up, praising: "It tastes good. You can actually make such delicious porridge in such a short time."

, really good.”

Coco curled her lips, but didn't have much reaction, "The porridge is very simple. I don't know if it tastes good or not, but it is true that it can make you full."

"Yeah...Gululu..." After a few sips, Mr. Yan quickly handed the bowl over and said, "It tastes good, give me another bowl."

Coco was slightly surprised, then took the bowl and filled another bowl for him.

After eating, Mr. Yan was about to wash the dishes, but was driven away by Coco. However, when he came out of the bathroom, Coco had already fallen asleep holding his aunt's memorial tablet.

"Hey, this girl is so distressing." Young Master Yan gently slipped into the quilt, held her in his arms, and coaxed her gently, as if she was not asleep and had a tantrum again.

But that's not the case.

Because under the illumination of the moonlight, Mr. Yan could see her frowning eyebrows, and he knew that she had not slept well, was not stable, and was not relaxed, so this was the only way to make her feel that there was someone accompanying her and a shoulder.

With someone to rely on, she can relax a little.

The next day, I originally promised Young Master Yan to go shopping with him. In fact, school was about to start and I would buy some things for her. However, when the strange woman made trouble yesterday, the two of them lost their mood and sat at home together.

daze.

"Keke, let's play cards!" Mr. Yan was at a loss for words.

Coco shook her head and kept staring at her mother's memorial tablet without saying anything.

Young Master Yan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness rushing through his body. What happened to them?

‘Ding dong, ding dong~~’ Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Young Master Yan stood up and walked over, asking: “Who is it?”

"Is this Miss Lin Keke's home? I work for a courier company, and here is a copy of the mail that she signed for." Mr. Yan paused, turned to look at her, "Keke, your mail?"

Coco also raised her head and shook her head, "I don't know, usually no one sends me emails."


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