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Every time Zhou Yuyun mentioned going home, Qin Youyuan always said that he had something to do.

"Brother Yun, I really can't leave."

Zhou Yuyun looked at Qin Youyuan quietly without speaking.

Qin Youyuan looked away in panic, and lowered his head.

After only a while, in Qin Youyuan's heart, it seemed like a long time later, the person opposite finally said, "It's okay, Xiaoyuan. I'm willing to wait for you."

The man's tone was the same as usual, gentle and tolerant, but Qin Youyuan heard his disappointment from it.

Zhou Yuyun was very smart. From the first time Qin Youyuan said something was wrong, he knew that this person was making excuses.

He didn't want to meet his parents with himself.

Maybe I was too impatient and put too much pressure on him.

Just wait for a while, wait for him to figure it out, and it will be fine.However, I was a little annoyed after all.

Zhou Yuyun smiled: "Xiaoyuan, go and do your work, I should go back too."

……

Zhou Yuyun returned home, walked to the gate of her yard, and saw Zhou Lan standing in the yard directing the little maids to move out the books in the study to dry.

"But I'm back." Zhou Lan put down the book in her hand and came up to meet him: "Master just sent someone to tell you that you should go see him when you come back."

"Okay. I'll change and go." Zhou Yuyun responded, thinking about what happened recently.

Zhou Lan followed him into the house, found out the clothes for him to change, then frowned slightly, with some worry in her eyes, and said, "This time the master called you, I always feel a little uneasy."

Zhou Yuyun was surprised when she heard the words, and then said with a smile: "I haven't made any mistakes recently, Sister Lan doesn't have to worry."

But Zhou Lan didn't feel relieved because of this: "Yu Yun, haven't you thought about it? Will the master really agree with you and the Seventh Prince?"

The two grew up together, and now Zhou Lan is Zhou Yuyun's housekeeper, life and death, honor and disgrace are one with Zhou Yuyun.The relationship between Zhou Yuyun and Zhou Lan is far closer than Zhou's father and Zhou's mother.So, when Zhou Yuyun decided to be with Qin Youyuan, she told Zhou Lan about it.

"Since my father let me bring him back, at least he doesn't reject it that much. He is very good. After my father understands him, he will like him."

"It seems that you really like him." Zhou Lan smiled wryly.Her next words didn't come out of her mouth: He has affected your sanity.

"Yes. Sister Lan, I really like him." Zhou Yuyun tugged at Zhou Lan's sleeve: "So don't hate him, okay?"

Zhou Lan laughed.When Zhou Yuyun was a child, every time he wanted to ask her for something, he would pull her sleeve and watch her acting like a baby.This action has not been done since he was five years old.I didn't expect that now I would go back to the past with the cheek.

"Okay. Change your clothes quickly, the master will send someone to remind you later." Seeing Zhou Yuyun looking at her eagerly, Zhou Lan sighed: "As long as the person you like doesn't hurt you, I won't hate him."

Zhou Yuyun showed a satisfied smile, obviously convinced that that person would not hurt him.

Zhou Yuyun changed his clothes and walked to the front yard. His father's entourage stood guard at the door: "Young master, the master asked you to come and go directly to the study to find him."

"Thank you, Uncle Zou." Zhou Yuyun thanked him and pushed open the study door.

Father Zhou was writing a word, as if he didn't notice that someone came in at all.Zhou Yuyun stood quietly and waited.

It wasn't until Zhou's father finished writing that he walked over: "My son has seen my father."

"Ayun," Father Zhou rested the pen on the edge of the brush washer, raised his head, "Where did you go just now?"

"My son went to Xiaoyuan's place." After telling his father about his relationship with Xiaoyuan, Zhou Yuyun mentioned Qin Youyuan to Zhou's father again, and naturally called him by his name.

"Have you told His Royal Highness about the family affairs?"

Father Zhou didn't reprimand him to change his words, but he still called His Highness Seventh.Zhou Yuyun knew that Zhou's father hadn't acknowledged this daughter-in-law, and he only hoped that the days would be long. Seeing the benefits of Xiao Yuan, Zhou's father was willing to admit their relationship.

"No. Xiaoyuan just came back from the frontier and has been very busy these few days. The child hasn't had time to talk yet." Zhou Yuyun said calmly.

Zhou's father took a leisurely look at Zhou Yuyun, and sneered with a "hmph": "It seems that he doesn't like our Zhou family."

"Father." Zhou Yuyun felt helpless.

"Forget it, I can't help my son. Go away, I'll be upset when I see you." Father Zhou waved him away impatiently: "Tell him, if he doesn't come tomorrow, he won't come."

Zhou Yuyun was kicked out of the study by her father, feeling helpless, but she also knew that her father always meant what he said.If Xiaoyuan really didn't come tomorrow, it would be difficult for him to visit the door again.

He had no choice but to go out to look for Xiaoyuan immediately.

……

Not long after Zhou Yuyun left, Zhou's father's followers knocked on the door of the study: "Master, Miss Lan is here."

The study was quiet for a while, and then Father Zhou's gentle voice came out: "Let her in."

"Sit." Father Zhou left the desk, sat on the chair in the main seat, and said to the servant girl beside him, "Go to the teapot and send me the pot of tea that I just got."

The maid quickly made tea and brought it out.Zhou Lan naturally took the teapot from the servant girl's hand and poured a cup of tea for Father Zhou.

Zhou Lan's face was not perfect, but she had a cool and scholarly air, like a lady holding a scroll in a painting, with a fairy-like indifference revealed from her expression.

In fact, Zhou Lan was not like this at the beginning. Before she got married, although she had a calm and demure personality, she didn't reveal an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away like she does now.Now, only when she faces her parents, mother Zhou, and Zhou Yuyun, can she vaguely see a bit of softness.

"Why is Alan here?"

"Master should know why I'm here." Zhou Lan put down the teapot.

Father Zhou took his own cup of tea: "Yuyun is my son after all, and everything I do is for his own good."

Zhou Lan's voice was calm: "At the beginning, the marriage that my parents arranged for me was originally for my own good."

She looked directly at Father Zhou: "For a person's good, it doesn't necessarily make him good. The master has thousands of gaps in his heart, don't you understand this?"

Zhou's father looked at Zhou Lan with gentle eyes: "Alan, I often feel that you are more like my child than Yuyun."

"Yuyun is indeed talented, but her temperament is not as good as yours." Zhou's father smiled slightly, and seemed to shake his head helplessly: "It's still too spoiled."

"Yuyun is like pure gold and uncut jade, with the heart of a child." Zhou Lan defended Yuyun.

"If you don't have the ability to recognize people and distinguish things, what's the difference between a childlike heart and stupid ignorance?" Father Zhou put down the teacup and said, "Don't worry, I won't set any trap for the two of them. I don't even bother this."

"I just hope that my son can see some facts clearly."

"How can the master be sure that the final result will be as you wish?"

Zhou's father laughed: "Alan thinks, what is the result I want? Is it to let Yuyun become a biological child?"

Father Zhou shook his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and his tone was calm: "If he is really willing to give up his great career for my son, why not let me find a son for him?"

Zhou Lan shook her head: "Master, this kind of test is not fair."

"This is not a test, at least, it's not a test I proposed. I just gave him a hand to make a choice as soon as possible." Zhou's father had a deep meaning.

Zhou Lan was startled, she could hardly sit still: "You mean..."

"This is not a test, this is the real choice of fate." Zhou's father's voice was still calm, and the teacup on the table made a soft "click", but it fell to Zhou Lan's ears like thunder.