She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"How can you defame a little girl like this? What if it affects other people's studies and they fail the college entrance examination?"

"Grandpa?" The smile on Yan Siyu's lips froze.

What does this mean? It's different from what she thought!

Isn't it Yan Manshu's fault that caused the discord between uncle and nephew, damaging the reputation of the third uncle and the image of the Yan family?

"Siyu, you don't think that little girl has any relationship with your uncle, do you?"

Old Master Yan looked at his granddaughter with a serious expression.

Yan Siyu's eyes flickered slightly, but her head shook like a rattle.

"Grandpa, why do you think so? Of course I believe in Uncle San."

"That's good. Your Third Uncle knows his limits. It must be those bad-intentioned kids in your school who are talking nonsense. If you hear it again, just tell them that spreading rumors is against the law. Once those kids hear that it's against the law, they will behave themselves."

Grandpa Yan patted his granddaughter.

"Well, don't worry too much. Rumors stop at the wise."

Yingcai is not an ordinary school and its students are not stupid. Matters without evidence will soon be settled.

"What rumor?" Yan Zhan appeared in the living room at some point.

Yan Siyu was stunned and subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Mr. Yan didn't realize that he was saying bad things about his son.

He just said, "This girl said she made you unhappy."

"Oh?" Yan Zhan looked at Yan Siyu.

Those eyes, as cold as stars, made it almost impossible for her to escape.

She didn't expect the old man to talk directly to Uncle San.

She obviously wanted the old man to speak for her.

Now he could only apologize under the pressure of Yan Zhan's gaze: "Third Uncle, I was wrong before. I didn't know that you and classmate Manshu..."

She said half a sentence and then stopped.

But Yan Zhan insisted: "We what?"

"I didn't know that Uncle San had a deal with her, and I didn't know that the design that Jiayin tore up was really the design that the company wanted. I have already persuaded Jiayin and classmate Manshu to apologize. Are you still angry with me?"

"I'm not angry." Yan Zhan didn't want to say more to Yan Siyu.

"Then Uncle San is not angry with Jiayin, right? Jiayin's mother also went to school to apologize to Manshu in person. However, Manshu didn't seem to accept it."

After she said this, she glanced at Yan Zhan's face again.

Seeing that he didn't react, she clenched her fingers and said, "Also, the school is now talking about Manshu and Uncle San... No matter how I explain, no one believes it."

Yan Zhan understood what he meant.

However, he said the same thing as Mr. Yan: "Rumors stop at the wise."

Yan Siyu felt that her complaint today was in vain. She neither alerted Old Master Yan to Yan Manshu's ill intentions, nor did she make her third uncle feel bad about Yan Manshu.

"That's true, but it's bad for Uncle San's reputation. And classmate Manshu is still a student, so rumors like this are bad for her too."

Yan Siyu looked concerned about the two of them.

"However, classmate Manshu may have the same idea as Uncle San, and it seems that he has not been affected by the rumors."

If you don’t know, you might think that it was Yan Manshu who spread it himself.

I don’t know if Yan Siyu understood the implication of her words.

The old man next to him seemed to be thinking about something.

It's obvious that my granddaughter is saying something with a hidden meaning.

But such roundabout ways didn't make the old man happy.

He first asked Yan Siyu to go back to her room and go to bed early, and then said to Yan Zhan: "Ah Zhan, come with me to the study."

Yan Siyu responded obediently.

Looking at the backs of Yan Zhan and the old man as they left, she smiled sweetly.