Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

"Hmm, don't worry."

Xu Yipeng happily slipped away, Xu Yihan stared at the cold roast beef on the plate, thinking in his heart: Has Xu Yize invested in a live broadcast company?Money is still tight?Have you reached the point of asking Xu Yipeng to borrow money?interesting.

None of their brothers and sisters have participated in Lao Xu's business yet, but they each have their own investments. For example, as far as he knows, Xu Yiqian invested in two hot pot restaurants, Xu Yipeng invested in an online store opened by a classmate, and he himself invested in one technology company.

Ordinarily, Xu Yize shouldn't be short of money to this extent.

"Oh, Mr. Xu!"

Xu Yihan was in a trance when he was patted heavily on the shoulder.

The visitor was tall and fat, with a string of shining gold chains hanging around his dark neck.

"Oh, it's..." It's Aunt Qiu's nephew, the security officer who was "invited" out of Azure by Xu Yihan not long ago, but what's his last name?I don't think his surname is Qiu.

"It's you." Xu Yihan had no choice but to blurt out what he hadn't finished, and smiled at him.

"Mr. Xu, I haven't seen you for a few days. I have something to ask you, okay?"

"Okay, no problem." Xu Yihan wanted to find a reason to leave directly, but old Xu had beaten him just now, so he could only hypocritically agree.

Xu Yihan was enthusiastically dragged into the house by the fat black man, and the two sat down in the living room.

"It's Mr. Xu like this. I've been trading stocks recently. You know how to trade stocks. You can make money while lying down..."

Xu Yihan nodded with a smile, thinking, has this person been pulled into a pyramid scheme?

"Our company has just launched a wealth management product. It hasn't been released to the public yet. We are a family, right? Let me introduce this product to you first..."

It turned out to be selling insurance.

The fat black man chattered endlessly in Xu Yihan's ear, Xu Yihan kept smiling and nodded repeatedly, but in fact he had long since stopped listening to his words.The afternoon sun was extraordinarily abundant, falling on his lap through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warming him and making him a little sleepy.

After lunch, Lao Xu played chess with a few male guests in the yard, while other guests chatted and played cards on the first floor, creating a noisy scene.What's more terrible is that there are three children, all about four or five years old, full of energy like ADHD, jumping up and down in the living room.

Xu Yihan yawned, and the fat man was still selling insurance.

After a while, one of the children was picked up by his mother and sat on her lap.

"Haohao, are you tired of playing? Don't run away, mom will show you the photos." It turned out that it was Aunt Qiu who took out Xu's photo album.

"Look, who is this?"

The little boy shook his head: "I don't know."

"This is the second aunt," Aunt Qiu smiled and touched the boy's head. "This is a photo my aunt took several years ago. This man ages really fast."

The little boy couldn't understand her emotion, so he turned the page of the photo album, pointed to a photo and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is your sister Yiqian, hey, sister Yiqian, do you remember? The sister Yiqian who bought you a puzzle last time."

"Remember..." The little boy tilted his head and pointed to Ling, "Who is this?"

"This is Brother Yihan."

"This man looks like Brother Yihan," the little boy pointed at another place and screamed excitedly, "This is Uncle!"

Aunt Qiu's expression changed, and she quickly put her index finger on her lips: "Haohao, keep your voice down, good boy, this is grandpa."

However, the little boy said "Huh?", and still said sharply, "Second Aunt, you admitted your mistake! It's not Grandpa, it's Uncle!"

This time, everyone was quiet.

The mahjong player stopped moving, the chatter stopped, the fat man stopped talking, and even the servant who was coming into the house with a fruit plate stopped in a daze.

One second, two seconds—for a short moment, everyone tacitly quieted down.

The man who was very similar to Xu Yihan was indeed not Lao Xu, but Xu Yihan's grandfather.

"This kid really looks like his grandfather!" Xu Yihan had heard words like this over and over again when he was a child.

until when?Until Deng Xiuli and Lao Xu divorced, no one dared to say that Xu Yihan and grandpa looked alike.Because there were rumors in the Xu family that Xu Yihan was not of old Xu's kind.

It was born to Deng Xiuli and her father-in-law!

"Haohao, do you want to eat strawberries?" Auntie Qiu closed the photo album, glanced at Xu Yihan very quickly, then she hugged the little boy and fed him a big strawberry.

"Oops, I almost didn't see it," a female customer on the mahjong table laughed in unison, "I'm crazy!"

Everyone resumed the noise, as if the moment of silence just now was just an illusion.

Xu Yihan got up and smiled at Fatty Hei: "I still have something to do, how about it, you go to contact my secretary?"

"No problem, no problem," Fatty Hei said kindly, "Boss Xu, please do your work first."

Xu Yihan walked towards Aunt Qiu, with a friendly smile still on his face: "Auntie, the company still has something to do, so I'll go there first."

"Hey—Yihan," Aunt Qiu stood up with a flustered expression, "I'll take you out."

Xu Yihan said warmly, "Don't bother me, Auntie."

However, Aunt Qiu still sent Xu Yihan to the door, and there was no one around, she frowned, her eyes were very sincere: "Yihan, just now... Haohao just said nonsense, childish words, don't take it to heart .”

"How could it be?" Xu Yihan shook his head, "Don't think about it—children."

"Yes, yes, little boy..."

"Then I'm going to the company, you go back to the house."

Xu Yihan got into the driver's seat, and under the watchful eye of Aunt Qiu, he drove out of the community smoothly.

He thought that everyone present knew about it—I heard that Xu Yihan was the offspring of Deng Xiuli and her father-in-law—even the black fat man knew about it.Fatty Hei still worked in Weilan, would he have told other employees about it long ago?The president's gossip, probably the employees will be interested.

Xu Yihan stopped at the entrance of a convenience store, went in to buy a bottle of iced mineral water, and poured it vigorously with his head raised.

Walking out of the convenience store, a little flower girl greeted her, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with the red armband of "XX Volunteer Service Team" pinned on her arm.

"Do you buy flowers?" The little girl asked with a smile, "Look at the carnations just picked this morning, how fresh..."

"No." Xu Yihan smiled.

"Buy one, it only costs five yuan." The little girl followed Xu Yihan closely, probably thinking that this handsome guy was easy to talk to, "Put it in a bottle at home, and it will last for ten days..."

Xu Yihan stopped in his tracks.

"How many do you have?"

The little girl's eyes lit up: "There are 42."

"I bought them all." Xu Yihan took out three hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, "No change, no packaging, just give me the flowers."

The little girl hugged a large bunch of carnations to Xu Yihan, pink and white, fragrant: "I really don't need to help you pack it—ah!!!"

Xu Yihan threw the carnation to the ground hard!

The cold concrete floor is full of petals and branches.

Xu Yihan even had a smile on his face, and he took out three hundred-yuan bills from his wallet: "Clean it up for me?"

The little girl turned around and ran away as if seeing a monster.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Deng Yuan was taking a nap when he suddenly heard the sound of a key opening the door.

He sat up sleepily, and saw Xu Yihan walking in with a bouquet of flowers.

"Yihan?" Deng Yuan wondered, "Why come back at this hour?"

Xu Yihan didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face, he put the flowers on the bedside table.

The next second he was half kneeling in front of the bed.

Deng Yuan was taken aback: "Yihan?"

Xu Yihan opened his arms and put his arms around Deng Yuan's waist. His voice was very soft, but Deng Yuan still heard it.

He said, "Sister."

"...Well, what's the matter?"

Xu Yihan didn't speak, just tightened his arms, Deng Yuan was sitting, he was half kneeling, and he just buried his face into Deng Yuan's soft chest.The tip of his nose was stuck to Deng Yuan's yellow pajamas, and he could smell the faint smell of washing powder.

Deng Yuan was in a daze not knowing what happened, but he still raised his hand and stroked Xu Yihan's hair.

"Sister," Xu Yihan closed his eyes, "let me hug you."

Chapter 33

Xu Yihan hugged Deng Yuan vigorously, his hands wrapped around Deng Yuan's waist, the touch was soft and soft.Deng Yuan's breath was on top of his head, as light as a feather, and Deng Yuan's chest pressed against his cheek, rising and falling gently.

"Yihan," Deng Yuan asked in a low voice, "what's wrong with you?"

Xu Yihan deeply smelled the fragrance of washing powder on his body, the sun fell on them, Xu Yihan couldn't help but think of the days in Jingzhou, Hubei, when the sun came out in summer, every household hung their clothes on bamboo poles.Deng Yuan's summer school uniform is hanging on the bamboo pole of Deng Yuan's house, it is a white T-shirt, the white T-shirt is out of style, flying in the green mountains and green fields, like a white dove strayed into the mortal world.

"It's nothing," Xu Yihan's voice was muffled, "I'm just a little tired."