I listened to my sister's words today.

Yun Yiruo was completely unaware of the turmoil on the Internet. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care and believed that the management would handle it.

After turning off the computer, he left the room, following the aroma of fried dumplings in the air. Seeing that his sister was still busy in the kitchen, he slid down the stairs.

"Sister! Sister! It smells so good~"

Yun Yiruo skipped to the kitchen and stood on tiptoe to try to secretly take one of the steaming dumplings that had just come out of the oven.

"Okay, you can have it soon. Dinner will be ready soon."

As Jiang Ling spoke, she gently pushed the little guy who wanted to rummage through the refrigerator again out of the kitchen.

Helpless Yun Yiruo watched helplessly as her sister kicked her out and even locked the glass door of the kitchen.

I could only lie down on the sofa in the living room and habitually take out my phone to start browsing.

Not long after, Aunt Luo called via video.

On the other side of the screen, Luo's mother saw Yun Yiru lying down in the video and thought she was sleeping, so she hurriedly asked if she had disturbed her rest.

Yun Yiruo was stunned for a moment when she heard Luo's mother address her so affectionately, then shook her head and denied it: "No, Aunt Luo, I was just playing on the sofa with my phone, and my sister was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. Have you eaten yet?"

Luo's mother smiled and replied, "We just finished eating."

After saying that, she turned the camera of her mobile phone to the front, allowing Yun Yiru to see her father who was having a meal.

Father Yun was eating the last bite of rice in his bowl when he saw his wife suddenly point the camera at him. He was about to speak, but his wife quickly turned the camera back.

"Wow! Aunt Luo, your dinner is so sumptuous!"

"Hey? How did Ruoruo know?"

"Because Aunt Luo took a picture of the marinated seafood next to Uncle Yun, haha."

"Yes, today we finally finished our business in Haicheng, so we celebrated. But Ruoruo can't eat raw pickled food."

"Oh? Does that mean my uncles and aunts are going back to the capital? Then can I go to their house and play?"

"Yes, we returned to the capital this time and brought back a lot of interesting gadgets..."

Before Luo's mother could finish her words, Ye Shihan snatched them away.

"Sister! We will be coming to Beijing in a few days. I will take you out to play then!" Ye Shihan said excitedly.

"Okay, Sister Ye, I thought you were in Beijing. Are there so many holidays in college? It feels so comfortable."

"No, I just took some time off to come here and take care of some things. I have to go back to school in a few days."

"Well, that's better than high school. At least I don't have a full week of classes."

"That's true. I can even skip classes and sleep in occasionally."

After Ye Shihan finished speaking, she suddenly felt a knock on the head, and then she heard Luo's mother's voice, "Can't you say something positive?"

Luo's mother took the phone and said to Yun Yiruo, "Ruoruo, don't listen to Sister Ye's nonsense. You still have to see things through to the end."

As he spoke, he took out a small windbreaker with cartoon patterns from the bag next to him.

"Look, this is what Auntie made for you. But when I was about to close it today, I realized I didn't know what size you were wearing, so I called to ask you."

"Wow, this windbreaker is so pretty! Aunt Luo, wait a minute, let me ask my sister. I don't even know what size I am wearing."

After Yun Yiruo finished speaking, she turned her phone to silent mode and put it on the coffee table. Then she ran to the glass door of the kitchen, put her face against it, and knocked gently with her hand.

At this time, Jiang Ling had just put the fried and boiled dumplings into a bowl and was about to take it out when she suddenly saw Yun Yiruo's chubby face pressed against the glass door and couldn't help laughing.

I turned around, put down the bowl, and opened the glass door. In an instant, the exhaust fan in the kitchen started to make a loud noise.

Yun Yiruo helped her sister carry the dumplings to the dining table, put another plate of dumplings on the table, and then said to Jiang Ling, "Sister, Aunt Luo called and said she made a dress for me and asked what size I should wear."

Jiang Ling put down the dishes in her hands, thought for a while, and then said, "15Y, after all, handmade clothes are not so precise, it's better to make it a little bigger."

Okay, Yun Yiruo's little hand couldn't wait to reach out to the bowl full of fried dumplings, wanting to take a piece.

Just when his fingers were about to touch the fried dumplings, Jiang Ling quickly stopped them.

He turned and walked to the cabinet, took out a thin bamboo skewer, carefully picked up a fried dumpling, and handed it over.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it."

Yun Yiru blew on it obediently, then took a small bite carefully.

His eyes lit up immediately and he shouted excitedly, "It's delicious~"

She returned to the sofa and picked up her phone. Aunt Luo's sister told her on the other end of the phone: "15Y, I don't know how big it is."

Seeing that the child was still eating dinner, Luo's mother didn't say much, but just gently reminded: "Okay, then hurry up and have dinner. Auntie has something to do here, so I'll hang up first."

"Okay, Aunt Luo, please come back soon. I'll come and play with you guys then."

After hanging up the phone, Luo's mother put down her phone and saw Shihan still staring out the window.

He looked very worried, which made Luo's mother a little worried.

She walked over, patted Shihan's shoulder gently, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there something on your mind? Can you tell mom about it?"

Shihan turned her head and looked at Luo's mother, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion and worry.

Looking at the bustling night scene outside the window, he slowly said, "Sister is back. Why did you transfer all the shares collected by those relatives to my name today?"

Luo's mother smiled slightly, holding Shihan's hand, her tone full of warmth and love: "Silly child, why would you say such a thing? Isn't Hanhan our child?"

A trace of panic flashed across Ye Shihan's eyes, and she quickly shook her head: "No...that's not what I meant, Mom."

Luo's mother patted Shihan's hand gently and said softly, "That's right."

"Ruoruo is just not suitable to hold shares now. You know the family's situation, but we are not asking you to be a tool."

"Your father and I know that you like to go into business, and this will be handed over to you in the future."

"We just hope that you can get along well with your sister in the future. If you don't want to accept it, we have left a way out so you can withdraw safely."

Hearing this, Ye Shihan felt like a heavy rock slowly fell to the ground.

Gazing at the amiable mother in front of him, his eyes were filled with deep gratitude and strong and unbreakable family affection.