Anan

011 Green Tea Boy (1)

Li Xinyuan quickly released her hand, thinking that Zhang Yanan was taking advantage of her. She swiftly found an excuse and turned to her father with a smile, saying, "Dad, she looks at her like a little sister, don't misunderstand."

Both Li's parents were stunned, and Li Yunmo exclaimed, "Damn..."

Li Xinyuan realized her mistake and hurriedly added, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was... Dad, Mom, I'm just speaking too quickly."

Li's parents still looked puzzled, eyeing her suspiciously. Li Xinyuan felt aggrieved inside, seeing her parents' disbelief. She regained her composure and said, "Let's go to the living room and sit down. With more people, the air doesn't circulate well, affecting... her rest." After speaking, she took the lead to the living room and sat on the sofa.

The three followed her subconsciously, their minds in turmoil.

Li Xinyuan naturally sat in the center of the long sofa. Previously, at home, she would never sit down if she could avoid it. Now, she had to sit upright and decorously. Li's father instructed Li's mother to make tea. Although this young man seemed unruly today, he had saved their daughter's life yesterday, so basic courtesy was still necessary.

Li Xinyuan said, "Uncle, Auntie, I'm Zhang Yanan, and he's Li Yunmo, my childhood friend. We are both students at the Central University of Finance and Economics. We came here today just to visit Li Xinyuan. This is a small token of our concern."

Li's parents were modest and declined, thanking them again.

Li Xinyuan expressed that they were all diligent and helpful university students, and this was what they should do.

Li's father asked about their parents' occupations, and Li Xinyuan vaguely mentioned her father running a small business. Li's father said they would visit to express gratitude once Li Xinyuan recovered. Li Xinyuan was eager to stay in touch with them to have the opportunity to disrupt her sister's relationship with Zhou Zhihao. She immediately expressed a warm welcome.

She praised the affordable tea leaves of the Li family for their fragrance, reminiscent of the tea leaves from her childhood. She also praised Li's mother for keeping the house and vegetable garden tidy, displaying the qualities of a capable and virtuous auntie. She further complimented Li's father, who appeared reliable and steady, praising the honest parents, which made their faces blush and their eyes gleam with delight. After chatting for over half an hour, Li's parents were already calling them "Yanan" affectionately. They believed that her earlier abrupt behavior was just a slip of the tongue by this young man.

Seeing that it was past eleven, Li's mother warmly invited, "Yanan, Xiaoli, stay for lunch at home? Mei is also back, and yesterday she said she wanted to find a way to thank you both."

Li Yunmo immediately nudged Li Xinyuan sneakily. This family obviously had no money, and he didn't want to eat here. He wanted to take his Ferrari and his Zen brother to downtown for Japanese cuisine.

Li Xinyuan avoided his nudge with a twist of her waist and smiled, "Sure, Uncle, Auntie, that would be great. Auntie must be a great cook."

Li's father and mother were delighted, and Li's mother instructed Li's father to buy a few more dishes while she busied herself in the kitchen, asking them to watch TV first.

Li Yunmo saw her really pick up the remote control and change the channel, saying, "Are you really interested in that little girl?" It was too strange to be so diligent in pleasing her parents, sweet-talking them as if she were...

Li Xinyuan glanced at him and said, "You don't understand. I have a purpose in everything I do, don't ask for now."

Li Yunmo was stunned.

So later, he really didn't poke or move around randomly, being intimidated.

"Whose sports car is parked at your door? Hey, it's really a Ferrari! A Ferrari!" a man's voice came from outside the door.

Li Yunmo saw his Zen brother suddenly stand up and walk to the window, looking grimly at the people outside the courtyard. Li Yunmo was just drinking tea, following along, next to the Ferrari, stood a man and a woman in their twenties. The man was not tall but well-built, with handsome features. But Li Yunmo looked down on him as he looked at the Ferrari with gleaming eyes and reached out to touch it everywhere. Next to him, the girl was delicate and lovely, although dressed plainly, she had the charm of a jade.

Then Li Yunmo heard his Zen brother, coolly and without enthusiasm, saying, "It's my car. Who are you? Have you washed your hands? Stop touching my car?"

Zhou Zhihao lost face this time, glanced at his quasi-girlfriend Li Xiaoyi beside him, and retaliated unabashedly, "Who are you? This is my girlfriend's house, who gave you permission to park the car here? Watch your language."

Li Xinyuan chuckled and said, "Oh? Have some shame. Is she your girlfriend? Haven't you agreed yet? You're always pestering her. I'm a guest of the Li family. Where should I park if not here? Is the ground at your doorstep yours? Have you urinated on it?"

Li Yunmo sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

At this point, Zhou Zhihao, who was only twenty-six years old, returned home halfway through his career as a hoodlum, couldn't win the argument, rolled up his sleeves and came over to hit someone. Although Li Xiaoyi didn't know who the people in the house were, she saw that they seemed to be guests at home, so she quickly stopped Zhou Zhihao and whispered a few words. Zhou Zhihao was furious and said, "Damn it, for Xiaoyi's sake, I'll spare you today. Let's wait and see." His gaze was full of resentment.

Li Xinyuan won the argument, feeling a little regretful that she didn't provoke Zhou Zhihao to show violence in front of her sister. She muttered "jerk" under her breath and sat back on the sofa gracefully.

She was really, really happy. Just now, she was able to perform so excellently. Finally, she could break them up with her own hands. Zhou Zhihao, oh, if you don't go to heaven, there's no door to hell for you to break into.

Li Yunmo looked at his Zen brother, who was sitting cross-legged with his legs up, his toes curled up, his eyes half-closed, and a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth—Li Yunmo was completely confused.

The Zen brother in his memory, the prince of Fuming Group, the top rich man in Ningcheng, had always been tough and cold, spending money like water, not even blinking when spending hundreds of thousands. He only chose girlfriends from the ranks of campus beauties, and his only interests were playing games and sports. When he got angry, even his father dared not give him a good face.

But today's

Zen brother, towards this whole room of poor people, was warm as fire and radiant as a lotus. He said he had an ulterior motive, and Li Yunmo believed it. Because his Zen brother was not stupid, but very smart. When Zen brother was occasionally brought by Zhang's father to the business field, he was as skilled and graceful as today, Li Yunmo had seen it once or twice.

But just now, he had quarreled with that bad guy Zhou Zhihao. That was so weird, so sarcastic, like... like what? Yes, like the eunuchs on TV who were pretentious and sarcastic.

Li Yunmo couldn't help but look down and look between Li Xinyuan's legs, and a ridiculous thought came to his mind—did he hurt... his legs when he fell into the water yesterday?