Grandpa He coaxed in a low voice: Baby, be good!

"Uncle, my classmate is just talking nonsense, don't think too much about it!" Xiaomai knew that He Lingting was so close to her just now, and he must have heard what Xi Yan said.

"She cares about you."

"Yes, we have known each other since high school. We are together every day and have experienced a lot together. She accompanies me when I am lonely and I accompany her when she is sad. We are comrades who face the challenges of life together and relatives who can talk about anything." When talking about Xi Yan, Xiaomai's heart is full of warmth and she talks endlessly.

Xiyan and Xiaomai have been classmates since high school. Xiyan's parents started from scratch when they were young and ran a small clothing company. Although life was hard in the first few years of the company, the family was very happy and harmonious. As Xiyan grew up, the company became better and better, and life became more and more affluent. Xiyan's mother gradually withdrew from the company and went home to take care of the family.

It is said that men become bad when they have money, and this is perfectly demonstrated in Xi Yan's father. Xi's father actually had a mistress and gave birth to a son. This was later known by Xi's mother. In order to protect the mistress, Xi's father quarreled with Xi's mother. During that time, Xi's mother could not accept her husband's betrayal and suffered from depression. Finally, she jumped off the building one night after Xi Yan's high school entrance examination and ended her life.

Xi Yan was not yet in high school at that time, and she could not accept the loss of her mother. Then, less than a month after her mother's death, Xi's father brought in a stepmother and a four-year-old brother. Only then did she realize that they had forced her mother to death together, and she would not let the three of them live comfortably.

Xiyan resented her father from then on and began to retaliate against him, causing unrest in the family. We met by accident. She understood the difficulties in my life and I understood her pain of losing her mother, so we became good friends who could talk about anything.

"Xiaomi, how old are you?" He Lingting suddenly asked after listening.

"I'm almost 20 years old, and I'm a junior at Sioux City University."

"Yeah." He Ting always spoke word by word.

"Uncle, are you always so frugal with your words? Talking more can help exercise your facial muscles and delay aging." Xiaomai said dissatisfiedly.

"Am I very old?"

"Not old, not old. The uncle is very young, probably in his twenties!" Xiaomai felt something was wrong and quickly tried to please him.

"Twenty-nine."

"Ah! You're already twenty-nine, but you don't look like it. I thought you were twenty-four or twenty-five." Xiaomai tried her best to flatter him, but the uncle was really well maintained. He was good-looking, tall, with strong facial lines without any fine lines, and a great figure. There was not a trace of excess fat on his strong body, and he was not greasy at all like a middle-aged uncle. His straight long legs made him look like a walking hormone. He just kept a cold face all day long and talked like a jumping bean, but there was no other flaw in him, especially his noble and mature charm that was really irresistible to the opposite sex.

"Then you still call me uncle?"

"Because you are mature, I was afraid of being rude. Now I will change, brother~" Xiaomai said with a mischievous smile.

"Stop joking, call me uncle, or Ting." He Lingting said domineeringly.

"Then just call me uncle!" Xiaomai felt that calling him "Ting" was a bit weird.

The two chatted for a while, and then a "gulp, gulp, gulp" sound came out. Xiaomai blushed and covered her stomach. "I'm hungry. You must be hungry too! I'll go make something to eat."