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The light downstairs was still on, and Lu Haodong sat drinking tea under the light. He hadn't set foot in this land for a long time, and all the furnishings in the room felt strange.

"Changed the sofa?" He asked the butler standing behind him.

The housekeeper said respectfully: "It was changed a few years ago, and it was chosen by Madam herself."

Lu Haodong said, "What's the name of that child?"

The butler knew who he was asking, and replied, "Ye Hanzheng."

"Ming Xiao's nonsense this time is because of him." He said with certainty without any doubt.

"...Yes, they have a good relationship."

"Just a good relationship?"

The housekeeper nodded and lowered his eyebrows: "Yes."

Lu Haodong didn't ask any more questions, he put down his teacup and went upstairs.

The housekeeper watched him leave, and stayed there for a long time, until it was almost dawn, before going to the room to wash up and start a new day's work.

It was rare for Mr. Lu to come back, so he stayed like this, but he was very busy, and he didn't show up very often, and basically stayed in the study to work, even with Lu Mingxiao.

The short winter vacation passed quickly, and the weather gradually warmed up. Taking advantage of the sunny weather, Ye Hanzheng ran to the backyard to help the servants dry the quilts. Compared with the housekeeper and Aunt Fang, they are older, and there are still some people in their twenties at home. Young people, one of whom Ye Hanzheng calls her Sister Ping, will go home and get married in two months.

"I met him when we were in school. He was the math class representative of our class at the time. He was dull and not good at communication. If I hadn't taken the initiative to attack, I guess there has been no result yet."

After finishing her work in the kitchen, Aunt Fang also came out to help: "Is that the one you chased after?"

Sister Ping said: "There must be someone who takes the initiative to attack. What if we all hold back like him and just rely on eye contact to go to bed and have children?"

"Bah, bah, what's going on and off the bed." Aunt Fang glanced at Ye Hanzheng who was stretching the quilt: "There are still children here."

Sister Ping grinned: "What kind of kid? They are almost grown up." After Ye Hanzheng finished his work, she dragged him and asked, "Tell me, is there anyone you like?"

Ye Hanzheng has been listening to them chatting, but he didn't expect that the topic would come to him, but he still admitted generously: "Yes." He had just realized his own intentions, and he didn't feel that liking someone is an embarrassing thing.

"Haha, let me just say, at your age, it's strange that you don't have anyone you like!"

Aunt Fang also came over and asked, "Who is it? Tell Auntie, is it the class flower in the class?"

Ye Hanzheng shook his head with a smile, glanced at the study on the second floor, and asked, "Sister Ping, how did you confess your love?"

Sister Ping took out another quilt from the laundry basket, and Ye Hanzheng grabbed a corner and helped her straighten it, "I blocked him in the alley after school, told him that I liked him, and asked him if he liked me." .”

Ye Hanzheng made up his mind about the situation where he blocked Lu Mingxiao in the alley, and quickly shook his head. He might not dare to do so, and asked again: "Then what did he say?"

Sister Ping said proudly: "He dares to say he doesn't like it, but I still have a stick in my hand."

Ye Hanzheng giggled, "Then what should he do if he really refuses?"

Sister Ping winked at him: "What? Want to confess?"

Ye Hanzheng pursed his lips, licked the corner of his mouth secretly, and let out a happy "hmm".

"Good job, if you like it, you have to say it." Sister Ping said, "Don't be afraid of rejecting or not. If she has someone in her heart, then you can change it. If you really don't want to change it, then wait for him."

"He... What if there is no one in his heart?"

Sister Ping said: "It would be better if no one was there. You can chase her until she has nowhere to run until she takes you into her heart."

Ye Hanzheng didn't have the courage of Sister Ping, so after much deliberation, he had to change his method. He lay down in the warehouse and wrote a love letter, which contained every bit of his love for Lu Mingxiao. He planned to hand it over to him when the young master was free. .

But after waiting for nearly half a month, Mr. Lu suddenly arranged a job for Lu Mingxiao, and asked him to handle it in person, to test his ability.

"Does it take a week?" Ye Hanzheng asked while helping him pack his luggage.

"Yeah." Lu Mingxiao sat on the sofa and flipped through the documents, recording a few important points.

"What about the school?"

"I'm asking for leave." It is estimated that there will be no time to go to school in the future, Lu Mingxiao dropped the pen in his hand, and asked Ye Hanzheng: "Which university do you want to go to?"

Ye Hanzheng never thought about going to university. If he went to school, he would not be able to sign a contract with the Lu family immediately after he became an adult, so he asked: "Where is the young master? Will you go abroad to study?"

Lu Mingxiao raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to go?"

Ye Hanzheng shook his head honestly. He didn't think about it, but it must be unavoidable in these few years. Fortunately, he still has a holiday to come back. He sighed secretly, but Lu Mingxiao still found out. He stood up and walked to him, and suddenly said: "Choose a university."

"Huh? I didn't intend to..."

"You can choose." Lu Mingxiao knelt down and poked his forehead: "This is the task I entrusted to you."

Although he didn't know why, he still complied, and after a while he asked nervously, "Master...do you want to go to university in China?" He knew it was impossible, but Lu Mingxiao suddenly asked him to choose a school, and felt that There is still a chance.

Lu Mingxiao remained mysterious, dragging his suitcase to the door: "Come back and tell you."

"Wait, young master." Ye Hanzheng hurriedly followed and grabbed his sleeve.

Lu Mingxiao said, "What?"

"I also have something to tell the young master."

"What?"

Ye Hanzheng blinked, and said in the same mysterious way: "We'll talk about it when you come back."

Lu Mingxiao left unsatisfied, leaving behind Ye Hanzheng and the love letter hidden in the textbook.

The study atmosphere in the second year of high school gradually became tense. Qiao Ke's dream of breaking into the entertainment industry had just taken shape, but was strangled in the cradle by his parents. Resentful, Xiao Siyan went home immediately after finishing his work, and ran into Ye Hanzheng who was going to wash the mop in the bathroom when he went out, and said kindly: "I'll take a step first! You also run quickly! To avoid being pierced by the magic sound on the way!"

Ye Hanzheng said goodbye to him with a smile, and walked into the bathroom. There were two smoking boys standing in front of the sink. They should be in the same grade, and they looked familiar.

He didn't care, and turned on the faucet near the window.

Accompanied by the sound of running water, one of the boys looked at Ye Hanzheng and asked in a low voice, "Is that him?"

The other squinted his eyes for a long time, and after confirming it, he smiled wretchedly: "Like, really like, but it's a pity that it's a man."

"Haha, that's right, if it's a woman, it's probably the best."

Ye Hanzheng turned off the faucet, and the two of them had already left shoulder to shoulder. Discussions could still be heard in the distance, as if they were talking about some nasty movie, explicit and pornographic.