The charity fundraiser ended successfully. It was already afternoon when it ended. The invited guests and the media left the venue one after another, with An Zhisu and others staying at the end.
Ye Linglong led Xiao Shen Yu to find An Zhisu and asked her if she wanted to go to Bai Xinci's house for dinner together.
"You guys go, we won't go tonight, I want to take Yan Yan home." An Zhisu declined Ye Linglong's invitation considering it was inconvenient to take Yan Yan to her mother-in-law's house.
"Yan Yan?" Ye Linglong asked exaggeratedly, "Ye Lancheng's illegitimate daughter?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" An Zhisu rolled his eyes at her and told her a few words about Yan Yan.
Only then did Ye Linglong know who Yan Yan was. She didn't object to An Zhisu sponsoring Yan Yan's education, but she didn't agree with her taking Yan Yan home first.
"Let me tell you first that I am not discriminating against anyone. I think that girl is not simple." Ye Linglong said.
"How do you say it?" An Zhisu asked.
Ye Linglong analyzed: "If you think about it carefully, among the dozen or so children who were trafficked together, how could the other children be abused by the traffickers? What about her? She has good arms and legs but no skills. How can she be so lucky?"
An Zhisu understood what Ye Linglong meant by "not simple", and she explained: "I heard that Yanyan was smarter and could help traffickers make money, so she was lucky enough not to be disabled."
"I'm not afraid of being smart, I'm just afraid that I won't be on the right path." Ye Linglong has lived in an environment of intrigue and deceit since she was a child, and her mind habitually thinks about human nature in the worst possible way. Putting herself first as a villain and then as a gentleman is the foundation of her life.
"That's why I promised Dabao to sponsor her schooling, so that she can know that although there are many bad people in this world, there are also many good people. You can't hurt others and retaliate against society just because you have been hurt by bad people. She is so smart, and the teacher
With guidance, I will not go astray." An Zhisu also considered many things before making a decision.
Seeing that she knew what she was doing, Ye Linglong didn't say much more, but reminded her at the end: "You have to know your own right when it comes to the relationship between love and hatred."
"I got it. You guys should go quickly. Mom must have been waiting for you. It's a pity that I won't be able to eat Aunt Rong's braised pork tonight." An Zhisu swallowed his saliva and said regretfully.
"I will take photos at night and send them to you through the cloud." After Ye Linglong said this, she grabbed her son and ran away without waiting for An Zhisu to hit him.
An Zhisu put his hands on his hips and warned from behind: "If you dare to post photos to seduce me, see how I deal with you."
What responded to her was Ye Linglong's giggling laughter, mixed with little Shen Yu's giggling childish laughter.
"Mommy, let's go."
As soon as Ye Linglong ran away with her son, the Ye family's car drove over, and Erbao's head poked out of the car window and called her.
An Zhisu came in response and waved to Yan Yan, who was standing a dozen steps behind her.
When Yan Yan saw An Zhisu calling her, he quickly said goodbye to his friends and ran towards her.
"Slow down, don't be in a hurry." An Zhisu helped Yan Yan, who was still unable to stop the car when he ran up to her.
Yan Yan nodded. When she thought that she was going home with An Zhisu and living under the same roof as that good-looking boy, she couldn't hide her happiness.
Lao Jiu got out of the car and helped An Zhisu open the door, and An Zhisu led Yanyan into the car.
The Ye family of five always takes a driver and bodyguard with them when they go out, so they always drive an RV. The decoration inside the car is luxurious and extravagant, like a beautiful small house. Yan Yan has never seen such a beautiful car.
An Zhisu took her to sit opposite Ye Lancheng, her heart nestled in her father's arms as always. Erbao sat alone on one side, and Dabao sat behind Erbao, silently.
Erbao exclaimed: "Aren't you the girl that night?"
Yan Yan also remembered him. She knew that he was Ye Muan's twin brother. They looked exactly the same, but she could tell who was who at a glance.
"My name is Yan Yan, thank you for saving me one day." Yan Yan was very polite.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Erbao waved his hand, very familiar: "My name is Ye Muyi, my nickname is Erbao, you can call me brother Erbao."
Yan Yan was embarrassed to call Erbao brother. He lowered his eyes slightly and did not dare to look at Dabao.
"Don't talk nonsense." An Zhisu kicked Erbao and announced, "Yanyan is going to stay at our house for a few days. Don't bully her."
Ye Lancheng and Dabao both know this, and she said this specifically to Erbao and Xinxin.
Erbao never questioned his parents' decision. He immediately made an OK gesture and said, "Don't be polite when you come to our house. Just treat it as your own."
Yanyan's eyes showed a bit of sadness when she heard the words "home". She had never known what "home" felt like.
"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak." Dabao's cold voice sounded in the carriage.
Erbao had long been accustomed to his brother's expression of indifference, so he turned around and stuck out his tongue at him: "People know that I'm not mute even if I don't speak, but brother, you really look like a mute when you don't speak."
Dabao rewarded him with one word: "Get out."
Erbao turned his head back with a playful smile and said to Yanyan: "Did you see it? My brother and I can tell each other apart easily."
Yan Yan nodded lightly and mustered up the courage to look at Dabao.
He was sitting in the back corner, the light was very dark, and she could only see his clear-cut profile, with indifference and alienation, like a perfect statue, but she knew that beneath his indifferent and alienated appearance
Next, there is a kind heart.
With her heart nestled in Ye Lancheng's arms, she never said a word. Even her eyes had not fallen on her since Yan Yan got in the car. But when Yan Yan's eyes looked at Dabao, she felt it all at once, and then
He pouted unhappily.
"What's wrong?" Ye Lancheng's every move of his precious daughter can affect Ye Lancheng's heart. As soon as he saw his daughter pouting, he knew that she was unhappy.
Xinxin didn't say anything, she just turned around in his arms, faced Dabao, and opened her arms towards him.
Dabao understood and leaned over to take her from Ye Lancheng's arms.
Xinxin put her arms around Dabao's neck and nuzzled him in the crook of his neck, the hint of coquettishness was obvious.
Dabao rubbed her soft hair, his cold eyes full of endearment.
Yan Yan was extremely envious, wishing that she, too, was a child like Xin Xin, who could be held in Dabao's arms and looked at with such doting eyes.
"Xinxin, let the second brother hug you. The second brother didn't hug you today." Erbao was very jealous that his sister was kissing his brother.
"No!" He heartlessly refused and burrowed into Dabao's arms again, like a little kangaroo trying to burrow into its mother's pocket.
Erbao was in a state of disbelief, clutching his heart and feeling heartbroken: "Baby, am I no longer the man you love most?"
"I love my dearest brother." Xin Xin, a little expert in stabbing people's hearts, performs his heart-breaking skills online.
Before Erbao could act again, Ye Lancheng turned dark and said: "What about me?"
"I love my dad and eldest brother the most." Xinxin immediately added, emphasizing: "Dad and mom are from the same generation, and eldest brother and second brother are from the same generation."
An Zhisu, hehe, he has long been accustomed to being treated differently by his daughter.
Fortunately, she also has a second child, and the mother and daughter embrace each other in sympathy with each other.
Yan Yan looked at the loving interaction between their family, and couldn't help but have an idea in her heart, it would be great if she was also a member of this family.
This idea is like a seed buried in winter that sprouts in the spring breeze. It grows uncontrollably and becomes a terrible obsession as time goes by.