chsdbacks Chapter 327 The Uncle was stunned!
Chapter 327 The Uncle was stunned!
For the rest of the journey, Ye Fan felt as if he had returned to his middle school days, being lectured by the head teacher (Gu Lan version) the whole way.
From academic planning to time management, from interpersonal relationships to physical and mental health (emphasizing staying away from "bad influences" and unreliable relationships)... Gu Lan's logic was clear and well-organized, citing numerous sources (legal provisions and school rules and regulations), leaving Ye Fan with no way to refute her and only able to nod in agreement.
He cried out inwardly: Heavens! Why must I be subjected to such a brutal education from two women since I was a child! My older sister Ye Zhuyan, and my cousin Gu Lan! I can't live like this anymore!
After finally arriving at his uncle's building, Ye Fan felt like he had been granted a pardon as soon as the car stopped. He immediately pushed open the door and got out, wanting nothing more than to escape this scene of "ideological education."
Ms. Gu Ruoning had already come out to greet them upon hearing the sound, her face beaming with joy: "Lanlan! Oh, my precious niece! Let Auntie give you a hug!"
She pulled Gu Lan, who had just gotten out of the car, into her arms and looked her over carefully: "Why do you look thinner again? Is your postgraduate studies so demanding? Have you been eating properly?"
In her aunt's arms, Gu Lan's cold, aloof demeanor as an elite lawyer vanished almost instantly, replaced by a rare hint of helplessness and tenderness befitting a junior. Her voice softened as she said, "Auntie, you haven't lost weight at all; you've actually gained a little."
She certainly wouldn't admit that she was following a strict diet and fitness plan to maintain her physique.
"Fat? I think you've lost weight! Come on in, come on in, Grandpa and Grandma have been talking about you all morning!" Gu Ruoning pulled Gu Lan's hand and led her inside, being extremely affectionate.
Ye Fan: "..."
He stared in disbelief at the scene before him, then looked at the suitcase forgotten in the trunk of the car.
So much for independent women carrying their own luggage!
Where did that decisive and efficient spirit you had at the station just now, carrying your suitcase with one hand?
Why do you automatically switch into "need to be cared about for your weight" mode as soon as you get out of the car and are in front of your elders?
Ha, women! Ye Fan shook his head resignedly, went around to the back of the car, resignedly took out the suitcase that his cousin had "abandoned," and resignedly carried it into the house.
Then, taking advantage of the lively chatter in the living room, he slipped away and dashed upstairs to his cousin Gu Haoyu's room.
Playing video games with that brat is still the safest!
At least they won't be subjected to all-encompassing, blind-spot-free moral education classes!
......
The intense sounds of gaming on the second floor were interrupted by Aunt Song Lin's piercing shouts from downstairs: "Dinner's ready!"
Ye Fan deftly tossed aside the game controller, patted his cousin Gu Haoyu, who was still engrossed in the virtual battlefield, on the shoulder: "Let's retreat! Food is more important!"
"Brother Fan is here!" Gu Haoyu responded and quickly ended the battle.
The two ran downstairs, and the living room was already filled with the aroma of food.
Ye Fan went into the kitchen to wash his hands and ran into his uncle, Gu Ruoyang, who was carefully carrying a plate of glistening, fragrant braised fish out of the kitchen, his forehead still damp with a thin layer of sweat from the kitchen.
As the water washed over his hands, Ye Fan looked at his uncle's slightly tired but determined profile and, recalling their conversation on the balcony, lowered his voice and casually asked, "Uncle, what's your thought about that thing I just mentioned? We really need to hurry."
"What's the matter? What have you thought about?" Aunt Song Lin's clear voice suddenly interrupted.
She turned around from the refrigerator carrying a large jug of kumquat lemon juice, just in time to catch Ye Fan's last words, and looked at the uncle and nephew with curiosity.
This question was perfectly audible; the volume was just enough for the people around the round table to hear it.
As if a mute button had been pressed—Gu Lan, who was setting out the bowls and chopsticks, stopped what she was doing. Gu Ruoning and Ye Linzhang, who were chatting with their grandparents, also stopped talking. Seven or eight pairs of eyes, like spotlights, suddenly focused on Gu Ruoyang and Ye Fan at the kitchen door.
Ms. Gu Ruoning's "radar" instantly went into full power. Her brows furrowed into a deep frown, and her sharp eyes locked onto Ye Fan like a searchlight, silently conveying a strong signal: You brat, what mischief are you up to? What kind of trouble are you planning to cause this time?
She strongly suspected that Ye Fan hadn't thought things through properly.
Ye Linzhang, standing beside him, also straightened up reflexively, his hand holding the teacup suspended in mid-air, staring at his son with a suspicious look.
Gu Ruoyang felt his face flush with embarrassment at the sudden "attention from all," especially when he saw his sister's scrutinizing gaze.
He quickly laughed it off, trying to brush it off with a joke: "Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing! Just kid talking nonsense!"
As he spoke, he patted Ye Fan's back forcefully, trying to steer the conversation away from the topic: "Just now on the balcony, this kid was teasing me! He said something about me and his aunt selling our little lousy factory as soon as possible, and then going to work for him, helping him manage some... chain restaurant company! Hahaha, listen to this kid, his tone is more arrogant than athlete's foot!"
The laughter was deliberately raised, carrying a clear implication that "this is just a joke."
However, before his hearty laughter had even faded, a calm and unexpected voice rang out, saying earnestly, "I think it's possible."
The speaker was Ye Linzhang.
He put down his teacup, his eyes clear and his expression serious, without a trace of joking, as if stating a conclusion that had already been proven.
Gu Ruoyang's smile froze instantly, as if it had been paused.
"???"
Before he could react, Ms. Gu Ruoning's voice rang out, carrying an urgency and a sense of entitlement in finding a solution: "Not just possible! It's perfect!"
Gu Ruoning slapped her thigh, speaking rapidly like a machine gun, "Brother, do you think we don't know what's been going on with your factory these past two years? It's been half-dead, and it's exhausting to keep it going! The market is still good now, it's the perfect time to sell!"
She abruptly changed the subject, her finger almost poking Ye Fan in the forehead: "This little brat's got too big for his britches! He's got investment companies and film companies now, taking such big strides. As his mother, I'm constantly worried sick, afraid he'll take a terrible fall! You and my sister-in-law are both reliable and experienced. You two should go and keep an eye on him, keep an eye on him, then I can finally relax!"
Gu Ruoyang was completely dumbfounded!
He opened his mouth, looked at his brother-in-law who looked serious, then at his sister who looked resolute, and finally his gaze fell on Ye Fan who looked innocent.
My brain's CPU was completely overloaded, and the screen was filled with nothing but question marks and gibberish.
This script is wrong!
Shouldn't his sister and brother-in-law laugh with him at their nephew's "innocent remarks"? Why...why do they look like they've finally found a savior, even treating their son's "joke" as a lifeline?