The younger brother will act like a baby, but the older sister's soul is floating

Chapter 10

Aunt Xue, who was about to get up and leave, couldn't help bursting out laughing after hearing what Er Shao said.

Zou Jiaran looked at Aunt Xue with a puzzled expression.

As for Han Yu, he still held his face full of anger.

Seeing Wrinkle Jiaran who had no feelings for her, Aunt Xue touched her head with distress, and explained seriously: "Silly boy, can't you see that Second Young Master is sulking? His tone is so sour!"

Having said that, Kruga realized it after a while.

She laughed heartily at first, and then asked without thinking: "Why are you sulking? Shouldn't this be a normal thing?"

Han Yu rolled his eyes speechlessly, stuck his fork heavily into the fleshy and big mango, and said coldly, "I hate the things I like being liked by others."

"..."

Aunt Xue walked into the kitchen again, and the living room fell into silence.

Zou Jiaran also fell into deep thought about Han Yu's words.

Starting from knowing that she looks like Han Yu's mother, before thinking of Han Yu's bit by bit reaction, and today such a sentence came again, which inevitably made Zhou Jiaran feel heavy in her heart.

And when Han Yu saw the reaction of Qiao Jiaran, he felt an inexplicably strong pleasure in his heart.

He wanted to embarrass Qiao Jiaran and rack his brains for his own affairs.

He liked it very much.

"Sister, don't think too much, my feelings for you are just those of family members." His eyes were filled with a gentle and clean smile, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Since you are so incomprehensible to my statement, then I will reluctantly let you be my sister first, and when the time is right, I will express my love, and then I will eat you up, and then...

Thinking of this, Han Yu subconsciously licked the corners of his lips, a trace of cruelty appeared on the corners of his lips, and a cruel and excited smile appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shu Jiaran squinted her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Realizing that he had exposed his true nature, Han Yu paused, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a well-behaved and pitiful look of grievance.

This is also the expression that appears on him the most, and he is used to it.

"It's okay." Han Yu grabbed Wrinkled Jiaran's hand and patted it lightly, "I suddenly thought about the fun things I used to do when I was in school."

Afraid of wrinkling Jiaran's questioning, Han Yu stood up and said, "Sister, I'm going to take a bath, see you later."

"Okay, I'm going too."

*
Today, Han Zidu and Han Bin came back very early, Han Zidu changed into home clothes, and asked the housekeeper to call Wan Jiaran into the study.

Han Zidu was still sitting in the main seat as usual, and Zou Jiaran was sitting on the double sofa beside her.

He asked, "How was school today? Are you still getting used to it?"

Wrinkle Jiaran replied: "It's much better than expected."

Han Zi nodded, "That's fine."

Zou Jiaran hummed lightly, and carefully glanced at Han Zidu.He was looking at her all the time, and when he found her looking at him, he coughed in embarrassment and said, "What about Han Yu?"

"He has always been very good." Wrinkle Jiaran said: "Uncle Han, I want to ask you a question, I don't know whether to ask or not."

Han Zi laughed, "It's okay, don't worry about asking, uncle won't be angry with you."

Wrinkle Jiaran: "Uncle Han, am I very similar to Er Shao's biological mother?"

After hearing the words, Han Zi frowned, with a flash of panic visible to the naked eye on his face, he unconsciously clenched his hands holding the two walnuts, and said solemnly: "Who told you? Aunt Xue? "

"I found it myself." Wrinkle Jiaran pursed her lips, and asked cautiously, "Uncle Han, are you... angry?"

"No." Han Zidu took off his glasses, rubbed his face, took a long breath, put on his glasses again, his face was much more relaxed than before: "Son, there are many people who look like Han Yu's mother, we all I don't see you with tinted glasses."

Zou Jiaran knows, especially Han Zidu, not to mention.

He has been sponsoring her for seven or eight years. If he has pined the pain of lovesickness on her skin, he must have been in frequent contact a long time ago, let alone contacting her now.

And what about Han Yu?

Wrinkle Jiaran felt that he regarded himself as a substitute for his biological mother. Otherwise, how could a taciturn, withdrawn and introverted person be so dependent on a person who met only once?

No matter how Han Zi explained it, Zou Jiaran still had lingering fears in her heart, and she was quite upset.

Seeing that Qiao Jiaran was so absent-minded, Han Zi felt a little uncomfortable.

Now that Wrinkle Jiaran knows about this situation, there will definitely be some self-evident estrangement in life afterwards.

"Xiao Ran, don't let outsiders know about this, or the family will be ruined." Han Zi's tone was light, as if he was explaining an insignificant matter: "Han Yu is your Aunt Liu's child who was conceived in October. "

*
In the past few days, whenever I have time, Zhuo Jiaran looks for a house to look at the house, and I also ask my friends around me to help find a suitable house.

She also has a fancy house three kilometers away from the school. The house is in an old residential area. The walking floor is on the 6th floor. It has two bedrooms and one living room. The surrounding environment and transportation are quite convenient, but the annual rent of the house is beyond Zhe Jiaran’s expectations. .

She hesitated.

Just after class that day, Zou Jiaran returned to the office, propped her head on her palms and looked out the window, thinking about the house in a daze.

She couldn't go to work and still live in the Korean house. Every day when she came back from get off work, she would not get angry when she faced Liu Qing's eccentric, cynical face.

The key point is that no matter how ugly she said, she couldn't refute, and she had to listen obediently to Han Zidu and Han Bin's face.

Once Liu Qing made irresponsible remarks about Cu Jiaran being an orphan and was abandoned, Han Yu was very angry, and he contradicted him a few more times, and Liu Qing insulted him again, and almost started fighting again.

Thinking of this, Zhe Jiaran sighed for a long time, and sighed to himself: "Why is life so rough and rough? Isn't it smooth sailing—"

"Okay?" Before he could say it, the door of the office was hurriedly pushed open from the outside.

The person who came was Wrinkle Jiaran's teaching assistant named Shen Jingzhi, a boy who was 185 tall, liked to play basketball, and used his shoulders to protect girls.

He said out of breath, "Xiao Zou... Teacher Xiao Zou is not good!! Someone died!!"

When they came to the classroom, a group of people surrounded a simple and tall girl on the ground and talked in a circle, but no one extended a helping hand and sent her to the infirmary.

Cruel hearts!

Wrinkle Jiaran said calmly and unhurriedly: "Shen Jingzhi called an ambulance, and some stronger boys will take this classmate to the infirmary first!"

"it is good!"

A group of people carried the girl and ran away in a panic, and Yan Jiaran trotted behind him, frowning tightly, and asked Shen Jingzhi coldly: "What's the matter!"

"She had depression before, and it seems to be severe..."

(End of this chapter)