Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"That's it."

Ye Kong stood in the bathroom washing his face.

I scooped up clean water and poured it directly onto my face, making my eyelashes dripping wet.

She recalled Wen Can's expression and what he said, and she couldn't help but recite them out loud, gurgling out a small string of bubbles.

"That's how it is?"

She looked up and saw her face covered in water in the mirror.

"Because you have a good impression of me now, so you have a better impression of me as a child?"

In the mirror, the girl's fair face revealed a hint of pure confusion, as if she was thinking about a math problem seriously.

After two seconds of silence, she said, "Doesn't that mean that we have a very good relationship now? To be able to say something like "cute" and "special" is probably not something you can give to an ordinary partner, right?"

Her eyes were fascinated, and she guessed based on common sense: "Does he want to pick me up?"

"Does he like me?"

After thinking about this question seriously for a while, the eyes finally focused on the mirror again.

Ye Kong was startled and subconsciously slapped his mouth: "What are you laughing at?"

"..."

Then she fell silent again, and after a long while she hesitantly murmured to herself: "I like him too?"

He pressed his finger on his heart: "But my heartbeat is not getting faster."

The girl looked almost bewildered.

Fortunately, footsteps were heard outside the door in time, interrupting her deep thinking.

"Eleven? Eleven! Ye Eleven!"

It's the old man.

As soon as he entered the door, he walked around looking for someone, and did not forget to lower his voice so as not to wake Xiaocao up.

Ye Kong took a tissue and wiped his face casually, then slowly turned the door and walked out.

"what?"

As soon as she walked out of the door, the old man pulled her hand and walked her to the corner of the kitchen. He looked like he wanted to whisper something to her, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

"I was just taking out the trash and taking a walk, and I heard several people talking about the grandson of Teacher Chi downstairs coming back. That must be Wen Can, right?"

"Yes." Ye Kong was puzzled. "Didn't I say that just now?"

The old man's expression suddenly became more nervous: "But they all said that Teacher Chi's grandson is disabled. What's going on?!"

Ye Kong paused: "You didn't say anything, did you?"

"Of course I didn't." The dean glared, "Do you think I'm a fool?!"

Ye Kong sniffed, picked up a cup, and skillfully took out a jar of honey from the refrigerator.

She leaned against the wall, adding honey to the water cup with a spoon, and said lightly: "Wen Can is indeed disabled. He had a car accident at the beginning of the year. His legs can no longer walk, so he has been in a wheelchair all the time - your neighbors are not wrong."

"Then..." The dean was obviously confused, "Fake?"

"Of course it's fake." Ye Kong filled the cup with warm water, stirred it a few times, and took a sip slowly. "This is just for others to see. Remember not to reveal the truth. You can't tell Zhou Song and the others after you get the Flower Box back."

"Zhou Song and the others don't know either?" The old man was stunned. "Aren't they all from Yuzhou? I thought they were friends."

Ye Kong held the cup and seemed to think for a few seconds before saying, "Not really friends."

She walked towards the living room, her steps slow and her smile leisurely: "He is like me, he doesn't have many friends."

The old man seemed to be still thinking about Wen Can's purpose in pretending to be disabled, but he had lived to such an old age and had kept secrets for at least eighty, so he naturally knew what to ask and what not to ask.

Following behind Ye Kong, the old man just said in a very annoyed tone: "The bunch of rich second-generations in Hua Zhi He are all chasing after you - and yet you still say that you don't have many friends. You just can't change your hypocritical habit."

Ye Kong: ...

"Sometimes I really want to take your heart out, perform surgery on you, and then put it back in your heart."

The old man walked past the frozen girl, swaying his body from side to side in a very annoying way, "You are asking for so much every day, I'm afraid that one day someone will be willing to die for you and you won't even feel a thing!"

Ye Kong: ...

The girl held the cup and silently watched the old man walk to the balcony. After a while, she said, "Do you believe that I will smash all your flower pots?"

Then she added: "The part of the human body related to emotional perception is in the brain. It is useless to operate on the heart - if it would work, I would have done it long ago."

She spoke the last half of the sentence in a low voice, then tilted her head back and took a sip of sweet honey water.

"But..." She was a little absent-minded, with a pair of dark eyes staring blankly, "If someone is really willing to die for me, then I should be very satisfied, right?"

·

The grass slept all day.

When the dean was about to take her to the hospital for another check-up, she finally woke up.

She woke up screaming, and the moment she saw Ye Kong opening the door, she rolled off the bed and fell into Ye Kong's arms.

This collision directly knocked down Ye Kong, who was physically weak.

He fell backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground with a dull thud.

Ye Kong: ...

·

Half an hour later, a small tricycle set out from the gate of the community and drove towards the direction of the flower box.

There are not many people on this road. The tricycle was used by the dean himself. Occasionally, he would drag some things from home to Flower Box for the children, or bring some waste back from Flower Box to the community.

At this moment, the person pedaling the bike in front was Xiaocao.

On the back seat of the tricycle, Ye Kong sat cross-legged with no expression on his face on the floor covered with newspaper, leaning against the seat with a bowl of mung bean soup in his hand. It was forced upon her by the auntie from the cold noodle shop outside the community. It was a rough, old large bowl, and the soy milk in the bowl swayed as the tricycle shook.

Ye Kong silently stared at his face reflected in the mung bean soup. Before he could take a sip, he suddenly heard chaotic footsteps and the old man's shouting coming out.

"Ye Shiyi? Ye Shiyi! You are so outrageous! What are you doing? Xiaocao just woke up and you let her do hard labor? You don't act like a sister at all! Ye Shiyi, come down!"

The girl raised her eyelids and glanced at the old man waving his hands and chasing after her. She raised her head slightly, her expression calm but slightly provocative: "Really? Am I being rude to ask you to do the hard labor?"

Behind her, the little girl pedaled with a thump and said loudly, "No, it's not outrageous! I wanted to ride my bike to take Eleven back home!"

Ye Kong looked at the old man and asked loudly: "Did you hear that?"

"..." The old man's face twitched and he almost tripped and fell to the ground. He finally stood firm and pointed at Ye Kong who was getting farther and farther away and said, "You bastard! You started bullying your brothers and sisters as soon as you came back! I should have known not to let you come back!"

The wheel rolled over a stone, causing the tricycle to bump and the mung bean soup almost spilling onto his clothes. Ye Kong quickly raised his wrist to barely steady it, and only two drops of water splashed onto the bandage.

She raised her head and took a sip, then said, "Hua Wanzhao, ride steady. I spilled mung bean soup on my clothes and asked you to wash it for me."

"understood."

Xiao Cao opened her eyes wide and tried to avoid the rocks and uneven places on the ground. She also asked Ye Kong: "Eleven, has the bump on the back of your head disappeared?"

"No."

Ye Kong leaned behind her and slowly drank a bowl of soy milk, saying expressionlessly: "So you better be careful and don't let me bump into you."