Met You in the Most Beautiful Years [Thirteen] Little Uncle, You Said I Was For
"Uncle, do you have a gift for our first meeting?" She put her hand in front of him.
Bai Xi's slender fingers are round, and there are half-moons in the pink nails, just like the smile on her face, which is so clean that no flaws can be found.
Yu Zhongxiao looked at those bright and admiring cat eyes. If he hadn't seen her other side, he might have been deceived by this child.
"How can a girl take the initiative to open her mouth and reach out to ask for something?" Mr. Han scolded her, pretending to be displeased.
Ye Hehuan winked playfully: "There wasn't one before, but now there is one in front of you?"
As she said that, she turned her head again and looked into Yu Zhongxiao's dark and deep eyes, with a girl's unique sweet voice: "You think so, little uncle?"
"This child..." Mr. Han lamented, his eyes full of connivance: "Don't embarrass your little uncle, do you hear me?"
"I just feel that I have a close affinity with my uncle. It seems like we have known each other a long time ago."
Ye Hehuan was chatting and laughing, and suddenly sat down next to Yu Zhongxiao, tilting his head and looking at him: "Uncle, do you think I've made things difficult for you?"
She turned half sideways, just blocking Mr. Han's sight.
The moment she sat down, her left hand seemed to hang down casually and landed on his leg, in the pocket of his trousers. Her slender fingers touched the sensitive spot between his legs intentionally or unintentionally, ambiguously.
It was a small gesture, but she had an expression of innocence on her face.
Yu Zhongxiao stared at her, his eyes were as calm as ever, but there was also judgment and a hint of depth that she couldn't understand.
The door to the lounge was pushed open, and the sound of high heels tapping on the floor was heard.
Ye Hehuan retracted his hand without leaving a trace, and when he turned his head, he also moved his body to the side, no longer close to him. When he saw Han Jingqiu coming in, he smiled: "Auntie."
When Han Jingqiu saw her, her eyebrows twitched, and she felt that the red spots on her face were starting to itch again.
She didn't answer, walked indifferently, and went straight to the sofa. When she saw the man drinking tea with his head lowered and his eyes covered, she felt angry, but she couldn't get angry in front of her father. She sat down next to Yu Zhongxiao, held his arm, and pouted.
He complained: "I'm looking for you everywhere. It would be better for you to hide here with dad, drink tea and chat."
"What do you want from me?" His voice was low and steady, very manly, and had a bit of a nasal sound. He must have caught a cold...
However, it was a little different from what she heard in the community yesterday. She thought about it and realized that it was probably less casual.
Han Jingqiu said angrily: "I can't come to you if nothing happens? Yu Zhongxiao, do you still remember that I am your wife? Dad, look at him, he is just like wood."
Ye Hehuan drooped his eyelids, as if he didn't hear the flirting of the couple next to him, and poured another cup of hot tea for Mr. Han.
"What's so good about a man being smooth-tongued? Zhong Xiao works hard, so don't cause him any trouble."
Mr. Han took a sip of the tea poured by his granddaughter, then looked at Han Jingqiu and asked, "How is it outside?"
"I just took him to be cremated," Han Jingqiu paused for a moment, paying attention to her father's expression, and said, "It's hard to go out with my face like this, so my second sister, brother-in-law, and Jingyu went to see her off."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Han immediately lowered his face and hummed: "Your face is very precious, even for a funeral you have to dress up beautifully."
Han Jingqiu knew that her father was not happy that Yin Lian went to see her aunt off, but that was her biological sister. She wanted to say something more, but she caught sight of Ye Hehuan from the corner of her eye and shut up again.
Ye Hehuan suddenly stood up: "Grandpa, I want to go to the bathroom."
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After walking out of the lounge, Ye Hehuan did not go to the bathroom. Instead, he left the funeral home and went to a hidden place to take out his cell phone that had just vibrated.
After a while, another call came in.
The call was from her classmate Fan Tiantian in Vancouver. Fan Tiantian is also from City B. Her father is a real estate owner and he is returning to China with her this time.
Ye Hehuan was with her that night when she was bumped into by Yu Zhongxiao.
"Julie, are you coming out tonight? My cousin's bar has a few more thin-skinned and tender meats. They are all in their original packaging and have not been opened."
Ye Hehuan touched his forehead and said in a tired tone: "I'm attending a funeral. You go and have fun."
Fan Tiantian said excitedly on the other end of the phone: "By the way Julie, that duck head from last time was asking my brother about you and wants your number."
Ye Hehuan gave a perfunctory 'hmm', feeling a little irritable. Fan Tiantian noticed something strange about her and asked with concern: "Are you in trouble?"
"That night, my relatives saw it." Ye Hehuan didn't hide anything.
Fan Tiantian was worried for her: "I didn't do anything to you, did I?"
Although they are now at an age where they are unscrupulous, they are not really afraid of anything. They are still wary of control at home.
"Not yet." The paper could not contain the fire, but Ye Hehuan never thought that the fire was lit by a 'little uncle' who appeared halfway.
Han Jingqiu had a disagreement with her. As her husband, Yu Zhongxiao would definitely tell Han Jingqiu the matter. When the time came, the couple would work together and tell her grandpa...
At this moment, the faces of her grandfather, grandpa and sister-in-law flashed in her mind.
She was not afraid that Ye Zanwen and the others would know, but Grandpa and the others were not.
In their eyes, she has always been a good student with both good character and academic performance, so even though she was treating Yin Lian so badly at that time, her grandfather and grandpa always stood by her side and protected her. They thought she would lose control like that because Ye Zanwen
Forced by Yin Lian, if he knew she was going to that kind of place, he would be disappointed in her——
Ye Hehuan could not imagine that by then, her and Han Minjing's status in the Ye family or the Han family would plummet, or even be abandoned by the family.
What caused these troubles was the man who broke into her dark and decadent world.
…
After ending the call, Ye Hehuan walked back and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the door of the funeral home, facing her sideways and also on the phone.
It was the uncle she had cursed many times in her heart.
She thought that he might not have told grandpa yet.
People of his age would think twice before doing anything. He would probably tell Han Jingqiu in the evening, and then Han Jingqiu would convey it to his grandfather.
Instead of passively accepting, it is better to take the initiative, even if she needs to do something.
Thinking of this, Ye Hehuan walked over and stood behind him, staring at him.
Yu Zhongxiao noticed it quickly. He turned around and saw her. He was not too surprised. He glanced at her and continued to answer the phone.
"I'll go back in a few days...no need to sell...um..."
Ye Hehuan waited patiently.
While waiting, she thought about many things, such as her crazy mother, her father who abandoned his wife and daughter, the loneliness of living in a foreign country when she was young, and many, many more.
Yu Zhongxiao finally hung up the phone, turned around and left without even looking at her again.
"Uncle." Ye Hehuan hurriedly stretched out his hand and hurriedly grabbed the section of his white shirt exposed by the cuffs.
Yu Zhongxiao stopped and looked back at this brave girl who loves acting, with no expression on his face: "What's the matter?"
It was a distant and indifferent tone.
It was completely different from yesterday when he helped her repair her car in the community. As for this change, she attributed it to her being dishonest and testing his left hand just now.
I regretted it for a moment.
"Uncle, did I see you the night before yesterday?" She spoke first, with beautiful cat eyes and cautious gaze.
It was no longer the provocative look when she put her hands on his thighs.
Yu Zhongxiao took her hand away from his sleeve without leaving a trace, looked at her lightly, opened the door and was about to go in.
Ye Hehuan became more and more uneasy, gritted his teeth, chased after him, and held his arm regardless.
His low commanding tone: "Let go."
She lowered her head, and in the next second, tears had fallen, and they dripped onto the back of his hand with a sizzling sound, carrying a burning temperature.
Men are always powerless against women's tears, and no matter how tough their heart is, they will give in.
Yu Zhongxiao frowned, but his expression softened slightly. Looking at her again, he was indeed still a child, so how could he argue with her: "Take care of yourself and go in."
"Uncle, I already know I was wrong."
Ye Hehuan's hand on his arm slowly moved down, tentatively, and her fingers touched his tiger's mouth. Seeing that he didn't respond, she reached into his palm, held his slightly rough hand, and raised her head.
The long curly eyelashes were wet with moisture, and the red eye circles were stubborn and aggrieved: "Don't tell grandpa, okay?"
"Uncle, you may not know that I have been living alone in Vancouver since I was twelve years old. I have never been to a place like this before. In fact, one of my classmates lied to me that time. She told me that she was going to
For a drink, I didn’t expect it to be a bar.”
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.
She lowered her head and poked his palm with her index and middle fingers, her voice hoarse: "No one at home cares about me, and no one teaches me how to be wary of bad guys. My friend told me to dress like that, those *talents
Don’t dare to bully me, I promise you, I won’t go there again.”
Yu Zhongxiao's palm itched and he noticed her movement. His brows tightened. Just as he was about to shake off her restless hand, she had already let go.
"Uncle, I will definitely listen to you from now on. I will do whatever you ask me to do."
Yu Zhongxiao remained silent.
Ye Hehuan took half a step forward, raised his hand and grabbed a button on his suit, and turned it gently, with his forehead almost touching his suit, and said in a low voice softly: "Grandpa's health has never been good.
, I don’t want him to be angry, uncle, please don’t tell him, okay?”
"Have you always begged for help like this before?" A man's voice came from above.
Ye Hehuan's heart tightened, but he only took another half step forward, next to his body, and raised his eyes to look into his deep eyes: "This is the first time I ask for help. If there is anything I did wrong, uncle,
Don't be angry, I really promise not to make any mistakes again."
Yu Zhongxiao has never met such a child. She seems simple but is very complicated. You don't know which of her words are true. She is still very young, but every move she makes is provocative. And those cat eyes,
Staring at men explicitly.
"You don't have to promise me anything." He said calmly.
Ye Hehuan raised his head to look at him again, his cat eyes washed by tears were extremely clear.
People have been pushed away.
Yu Zhongxiao took off her hand that was holding the buttons of his suit, and his voice was still deep, without a trace of emotion: "The person you should guarantee is in the lounge."
After speaking, he passed her and walked away.
Ye Hehuan had never met such an incompetent person, especially his last words, which made her spend the whole morning uneasy.
During the funeral, she subconsciously looked for his figure. Fortunately, he was not with her grandfather or Han Jingqiu.
She felt slightly relieved.
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It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when the funeral ceremony ended.
Ye Hehuan did not go back to Ye's house with Ye Zanwen and his family. Instead, under Han Jingqiu's dissatisfied eyes, he agreed to stay with grandpa at Han's house for two days.
"Where is Zhong Xiao?" Mr. Han asked as he was about to leave.
"I seemed to have bumped into someone I know just now. I guess there is a corner where we should be talking. I'll go look for him."
Mr. Han noticed that his granddaughter beside him was absent-minded and asked with concern: "Why are you so absent-minded? Is there something wrong with you?"
"No." Ye Hehuan covered the old man's legs with a blanket and smiled: "I was thinking about something just now. I was too focused and accidentally lost my mind."
"Would you like to tell grandpa what you are thinking about?"
Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes, pretending to be curious and said: "My uncle's accent doesn't sound like he's from our city. I'm guessing where he is from."
Han Lao smiled and was quite satisfied with this son-in-law: "Just ask him yourself and that's it."
"But I feel like my uncle doesn't like me very much." She sighed quietly and muttered matter-of-factly: "I don't know where I offended him."
"Just thinking, how old is your uncle, and he still cares about a child like you?"
Ye Hehuan suddenly squatted in front of Mr. Han, held on to the old man's arm, and said coquettishly: "Then if my uncle doesn't like me and says bad things about me, I don't care. When the time comes, grandpa, you have to stand by my side."
Just as he was talking, a military green Wrangler stopped next to the two of them.
"Dad, I didn't ask the orderly to come pick me up. Let's take Zhong Xiao's car back." Han Jingqiu opened the passenger door and got out.
Ye Hehuan looked up and saw the man also getting out of the car and walking over. She obediently lowered her eyes, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.
Mr. Han said: "Huanhuan, come back with us."
This was said specifically to him.
Ye Hehuan didn't hear Yu Zhongxiao answer, but Han Jingqiu said: "Husband, you carry daddy into the car, and I will put the wheelchair behind."
Han Jingqiu pushed Mr. Han to the car, and Ye Hehuan followed closely. Then a tall figure came over. She smelled the smell of fresh and dry tobacco, and subconsciously stepped aside, watching him pick up her grandfather and bend over.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at her.
While the car was driving on the road, Han Jingqiu talked to Yu Zhongxiao from time to time, but it took him almost ten sentences to get a few-word answer.
"I'm tired of talking to you." Han Jingqiu muttered, simply closed her eyes and covered her face with a scarf.
Mr. Han closed his eyes and rested his mind after getting in the car.
The interior of the car instantly became quiet, and the sound of the car's tires scraping against the ground was particularly clear.
Ye Hehuan raised her head and looked at the man driving ahead. In the rearview mirror, she saw his thin lips pursed and meticulous, which made her feel mean.
Then, he suddenly reached out and turned the rearview mirror.
Ye Hehuan couldn't see his face anymore, and instead stared at the back of his head, as if he wanted to poke a hole in him. This time, he didn't react at all.
She felt faintly proud, but also a little inexplicably annoyed.
There was a box of tissues on the seat. She pulled out two, crumpled them into a ball and threw them at him. The ball of tissues fell, but he still ignored it.
Ye Hehuan was just teasing him at first, but seeing him like this, even the worry in her heart turned into anger. Sometimes, when people's brains are twitching, it is easy to do some inexplicable actions. She suddenly took off her suede boots and wore them
The little feet in black stockings went through the gap between the car door and the seat to kick his long legs.
As soon as the toes touched his body, the next moment, his ankles were firmly clasped.
The unfamiliar touch made her face suddenly turn red. She really didn't expect him to make such a move. The force on her ankle was quite strong. Through the thin stockings, she even felt the warmth from his palm.
My heart was pounding, and my hands and fingers were clutching the seat cushion under my skin.
Then, the strength at his ankle disappeared and he let go of his hand, but the speed of the car never changed.
Ye Hehuan didn't dare to mess around anymore, so he retracted his feet, put on his boots with a red face, bent over and cursed angrily in a low voice: "Stinky*!"
The man in front still didn't respond at all.
When she was approaching Han's house, Han Jingqiu was woken up by a phone call, saying that there was something unexpected at the music center and she needed to go there.
"Husband, please park on the side of the road. I'll just take a taxi there."
Ye Hehuan leaned on the back seat and crossed his legs. He originally thought he would say, "I'll take you there first," but he didn't say anything and parked the car directly at the stop sign.
He is really a man who doesn't understand the charm.
