Who says that real and fake daughters must fight each other?

On the third floor, Yun He and He's mother walked out of the elevator, and an unspeakable silence continued to spread.

Uncle Zhang behind him was holding Yunhe's travel bag and trying his best to reduce his presence.

He's mother seemed embarrassed and nodded.

"Xiao He, I'm sorry. I just..."

Yunhe chuckled.

"It's okay. We'll always be closer to those who have been with us for so many years."

Yunhe understood and didn't mind.

It is said that the grace of giving birth is not as great as the grace of raising a child. Since He's mother has raised He Youyou for so many years, it is natural for her to be closer to her.

Apart from feeling a little sad just now, she has now come to terms with it.

Even if she cared, they had been together for seventeen years, and she had no way of intervening during this long time.

She knew that her mother cared about her, but definitely not as much as He Youyou.

After all, they had been together for so long, and she had only met He's mother for the second time.

Some things should not be forced.

Yunhe thought it through and stopped worrying about it.

In a good mood, he said, "I will try my best not to conflict with her and make things difficult for you. But the premise is that she doesn't provoke me. The one who provokes first is the one who is the most despicable. Mother, you should know this."

He's mother looked at the girl who looked so much like her mother-in-law with complicated eyes and sighed softly.

She is very nice and doesn't want to conflict with Youyou.

"Mother, don't think too much, let's go."

Yunhe looked at He's mother who was standing still and urged her.

Take her to her room. So many books are quite heavy. Even Uncle Zhang is shaking.

He's mother said "oh" and took them to a room at the end of the corridor.

Pushing the door open, "Uncle Zhang, just put it at the door for me, thank you."

Yunhe thanked Uncle Zhang with a smile.

Uncle Zhang waved his hand and said, "As I should. Madam, Miss, I will leave first."

He's mother nodded.

Yunhe looked at the room. It was based on aqua blue and the whole room was transparent and bright.

A princess bed is placed in the center, with a desk on the right and a bay window also on the right.

There are green plants placed next to the desk, which makes people feel good when they see them.

There are many cotton dolls on the bay window, Yunhe's eyes are bright, like it~

He's mother explained: "I heard that you like this kind of doll, so I bought some for you. I hope you like it."

Yunhe was very happy and thanked him politely.

"Thank you, I really enjoyed it."

On the left is a dressing table filled with cosmetics and skin care products.

Against the wall is a huge open floor-to-ceiling wardrobe, which contains many new clothes with the tags still on.

"The clothes in your wardrobe are all new from brand C. I don't know if you like them, so I picked out some that are suitable for your age. Next time the brand comes to you, pick out more clothes."

Yun He nodded.

C’s new models, delivered to your door.

My god, the lives of rich people are really different. They don’t even need to go out to shop.

Yunhe picked up the travel bag and placed it next to the desk with some difficulty.

The power of knowledge! It is indeed powerful!

Yunhe picked up her book and placed it on the desk.

He's mother leaned over to help her pass the book.

Yun He smiled and said, "Thank you."

He's mother shook her head.

The books were put away quickly.

Yunhe picked up the photo frame of her and her grandmother's photo and placed it next to the computer.

Then place grandma's portrait on the bedside table.

He's mother shuddered.

"Are not you afraid?"

Yun He shook his head.

"Grandma is very kind to me."

Yunhe placed the computer given by her younger brother in the middle of the desk and connected the wireless mouse to it.

Then I put a few of my clothes into the closet.

"Here, here, Xiaohe, the underwear is in these two compartments."

Yun He looked at the bra held up in He's mother's hand and was silent for two seconds.

"a bit big."

I can't wear it.

?

He's mother looked at what was in her hand, then looked at Yunhe's chest involuntarily, and put it down silently.

"Well... you wear the ones you brought first. I'll have someone send another batch over tomorrow. These ones, just leave them here for now, hahahaha..."

It's so embarrassing.

I never expected that Yunhe doesn’t even have a B!

Yun He also blushed and nodded slightly.

"Xiao He, what do you want to eat? I'll ask Aunt Zhang to cook."

"I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky about food."

After she finished speaking, He's mother ran away as if escaping.

"I'm going to ask Aunt Zhang to cook, you clean up first!"

Yunhe nodded, and after packing up, she looked at the time and found that it was still early.

I’ll do my homework later, I’ll type for a while first.

Yunhe turned on the computer, activated it unskillfully, and installed the writing software before he began to write haltingly.

It's easy to forget the time when typing, so it's time for dinner and Yunhe hasn't gone downstairs yet.

He's father wanted the two girls to interact more, so he asked He Youyou to call Yunhe down for dinner.

He Youyou said "oh" reluctantly and went to call for help.

He Youyou stood at the door and knocked, but no one answered. She called out several times, "Yunhe, it's time for dinner." Still no one answered.

Yun He, who was absorbed in typing, only heard some noises and heard nothing at all.

He Youyou opened the door without getting a response, "It's time for dinner! I've called you so many times!"

Yun He was startled and quickly saved the unfinished article as a draft and stood up.

"Sorry, I was so engrossed I didn't hear."

He Youyou's tone was cold: "Did you not hear it, or did you do it on purpose?"

Yun He's face was full of apologies. She really didn't mean to be difficult, she really didn't hear it.

"I really didn't mean to. I didn't hear it."

He Youyou snorted and saw the computer interface behind Yunhe.

So many words?

Are you writing an essay?

She didn't care, since she had already called the person.

The two walked into the elevator one after the other. He Youyou always kept the farthest distance from Yunhe. One of them stood in the upper left corner and the other stood in the lower right corner, without saying a word.

Yun He looked at He Youyou with amusement as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived in five or six seconds, and He You was the first to step out of the elevator.

Yun He followed behind slowly, "Sorry, I'm late."

Inside the round table, little He Xing was sitting alone in a baby chair, gnawing on a lamb chop.

The other three were chatting, and there were two empty seats next to He's mother, which seemed to be reserved for the two of them.

"Xiaohe, Youyou, come and sit next to mommy."

He's father smiled and waved to them.

He Youyou nodded and sat down on the left side of He's mother.

Yun He did not refuse He's father's kindness and sat down obediently next to He's mother.

He's mother smiled and said, "Let's eat."

"Xiao He, try the lamb chops made by Aunt Zhang. They're Xiao Xingxing's favorite."

When Xiao He Xing heard someone calling him, he looked up blankly, then said happily, "Yeah! It's delicious, I like it! Sister, you can have some too."

Yunhe nodded. At the dinner table, several people ate with different thoughts in their minds.

Two of them were thinking about how to improve the relationship between He Youyou and Yunhe, one was wondering when the female boss would explode and wanted to watch the show, and one was jealous that his mother gave so many dishes to the newcomer. Only Yunhe and He Xing were concentrating on eating.

He Xing is a little foodie. Seeing that the new sister also loves to eat so much, he giggled.

Yunhe looked at the delicacies on the table and swallowed the crab legs in his mouth.

Hmm! These aunties are really good at cooking. It’s so delicious! But it’s not as good as grandma’s cooking.

Yunhe added silently.

Happy eating, hehe~

Yunhe was very satisfied...she was full.

I touched my stomach and put down my chopsticks when I felt I couldn't eat any more.

At the dinner table, everyone put down their chopsticks except He Lin, a young man who was still hungry and eating his third bowl of rice.

He Youyou sneered: "You eat so much, did you starve to death in your previous life?"

When He's mother realized something was wrong and wanted to stop her, He Youyou had already finished speaking.

He's father looked devastated. He Lin raised his head and then lowered it, silently complaining in his heart.

The reputation of the Queen of Flowers is well-deserved, and she really opened fire.

Yun He paused, something flashing through her mind. With a hint of mischief, she spoke maliciously, "The grandmother who raised me was very poor. I never had enough to eat since I was a child. How did you know that?"

He Youyou was scolded and was about to say something else when she heard Yun He say, "And grandma told me to save money and not waste. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today."

As he spoke, he looked pitifully at He's father and mother.

Looking at He Youyou again, she blinked her innocent big eyes and pouted.

"I'm definitely not like you, my sister. You've been eating delicacies from land and sea since you were a child. You only vomit when you eat, but never feel full."

He Lin blinked. What is this?

He Youyou was so angry that she wanted to ascend to heaven.

This, this damn white lotus!

He's father almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Although it was a bit noisy, it was still quite funny to see my daughter, who had been a bit of a "hooligan" since she was a child, being humiliated.

But he couldn't just let them keep arguing like this, so he spoke up to smooth things over.

"Well, stop arguing! You're all full, right? After you're done, go wash your hands and face, and then we can talk."

After saying that, He's father snatched He Lin's bowl and placed it in front of himself.

He Lin, whose job was taken away: ...

?

I'm not full?!

Why is this!

He Lin was convinced. What kind of father is he? He won’t even let his son have enough to eat. Am I the one who is not his biological son?

Yunhe heard it, they all heard it.

The three of them looked at He Lin with strange eyes. Yun He looked at He Lin and then at He's father.

He said with certainty: "You must be my biological child, you look so much like me!"

He Lin was depressed. His complaints were heard by his parents, and he would be scolded again later.