Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

Ye Kong was still having a messy dream when the cell phone rang. When she opened her eyes, she vaguely thought it was very early, but when she picked up the phone, it was already past ten o'clock.

She sat up from the bed, covered in darkness, with shoulders full of sunshine.

While answering the phone, the girl looked in the direction of the door curiously. She didn't understand why Fang Siwan, who always asked the children to go to bed early and get up early, suddenly let her go today.

"Hey! Ye Kong! Don't forget that today is the weekend! You promised me that you would come to the band!"

Lin Xinzhou's howl almost broke through his eardrums, and also broke through a lot of the black energy on Ye Kong's body.

She made a soft "tsk" sound, but before she could say anything, a louder "tsk" sound came from the other side.

"What are you saying!!! You've stood me up so many times!!! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you!!! I've been your dog for such a long time, and you haven't given me a single benefit!!! If you don't come again, I'll die in front of you!!!"

Ye Kong: ...

The crackling sound of drums in the background made the woman's screams even more frantic.

Even Ye Kong, who claimed to be used to seeing perversions, felt a little overwhelmed.

But she still insisted: "What do you mean by standing you up? I never formally promised you a time to go."

"Ah ah ah..."

Ye Kong quickly hung up the call.

Then he ran to wash up with a heavy black aura around him. When he came out, his cell phone was already filled with more than a dozen missed calls.

Ye Kong: ...

She picked up the phone, and before the other party could make any cruel noises, she said, "Come pick me up, I'll go visit your band today."

"Okay!" Lin Xinzhou immediately smiled warmly, and said to her with a smile in every syllable, "Wait for me at home, don't walk a step by yourself, I will come to pick you up in person with a red carpet!"

Ye Kong: ...

She shuddered, hung up the phone again decisively, and went out.

·

When I went downstairs, Ye Haichuan and Ye Tingchu were still at home.

One of them was in the living room working on a computer, while the other was outside wearing a hat and tending to the flowers.

When Fang Siwan saw her coming downstairs, she quickly heated up a nutritionally balanced and delicious brunch for her.

"I thought you must be tired after having your blood drawn yesterday, so I let you sleep a little longer. But if you continue to sleep, Mom will go upstairs to wake you up."

Ye Kong sat down at the dining table and glanced at the tall figure in the flower field outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Fang Siwan followed her gaze and looked out, smiling and saying, "Your father has almost become a professional gardener now. Every time he comes home, the first thing he does is to check if the flowers are growing well. He has also learned a lot from the gardener. He has even not played Go for a long time."

She came over with the milk and sat down, smiling at Ye Kong, "How about it? After dinner, do you want to go with your dad to be a gardener? I think some flowers are almost killed by yesterday's rain."

"No." Ye Kong refused. "I can't do the work. I can only watch from the side."

"That's okay too."

·

After dinner, as they walked through the living room, Ye Tingchu looked up at her and said casually, "Go to the kitchen and get me a plate of fruit."

"..." Ye Kong paused, turned his eyes and looked at her.

Ye Tingchu had already lowered his head to continue processing documents. When he noticed Jing Mo, he raised his head and raised his eyebrows at her: "You can't do this kind of work?"

"..."

"Okay," Mr. Xiao Ye sighed expressionlessly and said to his subordinates who were silent in the voice conference, "Wait for me. My third daughter is so precious that she refused to give me any fruit. I have no choice but to go by myself."

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong was so embarrassed by the words that he almost shivered. He quickly turned around and rushed into the kitchen, picked up a few things from the fruit rack and put them on a porcelain plate. He then rushed back to the living room and put the porcelain plate on the table with a thump.

Then, she slipped out the door amid Fang Siwan's giggles and ran to the garden for refuge.

·

Ye Haichuan, who was picking up a fallen begonia, glanced at her and cast a curious look towards the room: "What made your mother laugh so happily?"

"...Who knows?" Ye Kong sat down on the bench, crossed his legs, and propped up his chin expressionlessly. "Hurry up and work, don't let the flowers die."

Ye Haichuan: ...

"As you command, Miss Third."

Ye Haichuan sighed and started to pick at the miserable begonia again.

"Although you started to grow flowers because you liked them," he chatted while working, "but recently I've gotten used to tending to these flowers and plants, and I've really found some fun in it. Before, I just thought flowers were beautiful and valuable, and sometimes they were symbols of status and wealth, but when I really started to tend to flowers and plants myself, I suddenly realized that they are also living things, beautiful and fragile, and they also represent seasons and time."

The man squatted in the flower field with his head down, wearing gloves covered in mud. His smooth but not exaggerated muscles were faintly visible under his rolled-up sleeves. He looked like a real gardener, and even his laughter became much more approachable.

"It's quite interesting." He said with a smile.

Ye Kong propped up his chin, watched him busy, and suddenly asked: "Is it more interesting than playing chess?"

Ye Haichuan was stunned for a moment before answering: "Playing chess is another interesting thing."

“What’s the difference between this and planting flowers?”

"Hmm..." Ye Haichuan pondered for a moment and said, "If planting flowers is about coming into contact with life and feeling that all things have spirits, then playing chess is about sensing one's own life, sensing the uniqueness of humans, and sensing the wisdom of the opponent."

"Pretentious and empty." Ye Kong commented mercilessly.

"Oh?" Ye Haichuan raised his eyebrows. "I'm so sorry. We CEOs are all like this. If we don't learn some mysterious and powerful rhetoric, how can we fool our subordinates and employees?"

"..." Ye Kong showed a look of disgust.

Ye Haichuan smiled disapprovingly and changed the subject to ask her: "So for you, what is the difference between growing flowers and playing chess?"

"I don't grow flowers, I just look at them. I don't play chess and I don't know how to play chess." Ye Kong didn't fall into the trap at all and said without blinking.

"Oh, okay." Ye Haichuan was also nonchalant. "Just say whatever you understand. Even if you don't know how to play chess, you must have watched others play, right? Is there any difference between looking at flowers and watching others play chess?"

"..." Ye Kong seemed to find this question very puzzling, but he still lowered his eyelids and thought for a moment before saying, "There is no difference. It's the same to me."

"The only difference is."

She paused, then said quietly and calmly, "You can look at flowers alone, but you can't watch others play chess."

There was a horn sound outside the door. Ye Kong turned around and saw that it was Lin Xinzhou who arrived.

She stood up from the chair, clapped her hands, turned and walked out: "Keep up your efforts, I hope none of these flowers will die."

"...You don't help at all and yet you have such high demands."

Ye Haichuan complained towards her back.

The girl waved at him with her back to him. She looked quite cool in the sunlight, but also... there was an indescribable loneliness in her.

Even though she was clearly about to walk towards her partner.

"…You can look at flowers alone, but you need two to play chess."

Ye Haichuan watched her walk away, muttering to himself, "Is that what you mean?"