Love Purification Agreement

Ye Lan held her cheek, letting strands of hair fall through her fingertips. She glanced at Aunt Chen and said,

"Ah, Aunt Chen, good morning."

"What happened?"

".No, I just couldn't sleep."

As he said this, Ye Lan took a sip of coffee.

Aunt Chen smiled slightly and came to her.

"That's good. I'll make breakfast first and then clean up."

"it is good"

Ye Lan sipped his coffee and responded vaguely, his eyes still a little vague.

She was just thinking about what happened last night.

She saw her daughter coming out of Yan Huan's room in the middle of the night carrying something. She wasn't sure if Xiao Huan was having a secret meeting with her daughter or...

Last night, the daughter deliberately concealed something. Although Ye Lan saw through her little thoughts, he did not expose her directly, leaving her with a fig leaf to cover her face.

But after I went back, the more I thought about it, the weirder it seemed.

If Shiyu and Xiaohuan had feelings for each other, they would secretly meet at night without my knowledge.

Then what other guest room key does Shiyu have?

How do you think it looks like

Ye Lan shook his head and quickly took a sip of coffee to calm himself down.

It's nothing but a fabricated story, why should you doubt the poem?

No matter how eccentric Shiyu is, she probably wouldn't be able to do something like this.

"Zizzizi~"

Accompanied by the sounds of frying and the range hood in the kitchen, Ye Lan sat there for a long time with his coffee.

Not long after, a series of light footsteps came from behind.

Ye Lan turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Miao Jiang looking up at him with her tail raised.

"Meow~"

The cute cat gradually warmed up Ye Lan's pale nerves. She reached out and rubbed Miao Jiang's furry head, saying,

"Nyan-chan, are you awake?"

"Meow~"

“So good.”

"Auntie Ye, good morning."

When the cat appeared here, Yan Huan woke up of course.

Turning back, Ye Lan saw a handsome young man yawning and walking out with some dirty clothes.

"Good morning, Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and walked towards the laundry room to put the dirty clothes.

When he came out empty-handed, he sat down at the dining table and yawned again.

Seeing this, Ye Lan asked,

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Yan Huan smiled slightly when he heard this, rubbed his shoulders, and asked in confusion,

"A little bit. I don't know what's going on, Aunt Ye, but I felt particularly tired this morning."

tired?

Ye Lan stared at him straight, studying his expression and secretly collecting any information that might be useful.

"Breakfast is here."

Not long after, Aunt Chen brought out baked bread, jam, fried eggs and hot banana milk.

A classic Western breakfast, Yan Huan said "thank you" and started eating.

While Yan Huan was distracted while eating, Ye Lan asked again,

"Xiao Huan, do you have the habit of locking the door before sleeping?"

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Yan Huan, who was covered with jam, showed an embarrassed expression and said,

"Yes, it's an old habit in the South District. After all, the environment in the South District is a bit... so I usually lock the door when I sleep at home."

It’s confirmed that Xiao Huan locks the door when he goes to sleep.

Ye Lan nodded, took a sip of banana milk, and asked again,

"Xiao Huan, what do you think of Sister Shiyu?"

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyes to look at Ye Lan in front of him, thought for a moment, and said with a smile,

"Hmm, I feel like Sister Shiyu is really amazing. She seems to know everything. But she usually doesn't have much expression and doesn't like to smile. And... I don't know if it's just my imagination, but..."

"illusion?"

"Um"

Yan Huan looked at Ye Lan and said as if carefully choosing his words,

"Sometimes I feel like Sister Shiyu's eyes are a little scary."

Ye Lan was slightly stunned, looking at Yan Huan's expression, he was silent for a long time before saying,

".Well, Shiyu isn't good at talking to people, so sometimes even I don't know what she's thinking."

In just a few words, Ye Lan had already obtained the following information from Yan Huan's answer.

1. Xiao Huan sleeps with the door locked.

2. Xiao Huan knew nothing about what happened last night.

3. There is no ambiguous relationship between Xiao Huan and Shi Yu.

So, what was Shiyu doing last night?

Thinking of this, even if there was any possibility, she felt a sharp pain in her chest.

She didn't ask any more questions, but she didn't even eat a few bites of breakfast, just barely finishing the milk and coffee.

After breakfast, Aunt Chen started cleaning. Yan Huan went upstairs to sit for a while, and Ye Lan played with Miaojiang in the living room.

Ye Shiyu usually gets up a little later on weekends, just like when Yan Huan came before, after eight o'clock is not her active time.

Looking at the cute black cat rolling around in front of him with its belly exposed, Ye Lan's worries were finally relieved a little.

She sat on the sofa, holding a leaf pulled from the potted plant next to her, and teasing Miaochan absentmindedly.

"Meow~"

Miaojiang glanced at her, seemed bored, and turned and ran towards the laundry room.

Ye Lan watched it leave with a blank look in his eyes, but the "cat toy" in his hand was still shaking.

"Boom!"

It wasn't until the sound of something falling came from the laundry room that Ye Lan came to his senses.

She sighed, stood up, and walked towards the laundry room while speaking.

"Nyan-chan, what bad things have you done again?"

"Meow~"

When Ye Lan arrived at the door of the laundry room, he saw that the basket containing Yan Huan's dirty clothes had fallen over, and the naughty black cat was rummaging through something in the pile of clothes.

"You're not a good boy, Meow-chan. You dropped your brother's clothes on the floor."

"Meow~"

Ye Lan walked over and scolded Miao Jiang.

Just as he was about to pick up the chubby black cat, he put the clothes scattered on the floor back together.

Ye Lan's eyes were suddenly attracted to the place where Miao Jiang was constantly scratching with her paw pads.

She seemed to see something that didn't fit in with the collar next to it?

Ye Lan frowned and quickly picked up the clothes.

He fumbled with the collar and took a closer look.

Finally, on the extremely secret inside of the collar, three words were sewn on.

"Ye Shiyu"

Ye Lan widened his eyes, and a chill suddenly ran up his spine.

"Meow~"

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Miao Jiang was still rummaging around, so Ye Lan quickly put down the clothes in his hand and picked up another one.

After searching for a while, he finally saw his daughter's name embroidered in a small corner that was hard to find.

Seeing this, Ye Lan closed his eyes as if he had finally given up.

After holding the clothes in silence for a long time, she stood up with a dark face, turned around and walked out of the laundry room.

"Aunt Chen!"

"Eh? Miss, what's wrong?"

On the second floor, Aunt Chen, who was cleaning, poked her head out and listened to Ye Lan downstairs saying,

"I'll ask the driver to come over later and take you to the supermarket to buy some things. Take a good look at the water dispenser and other things. Get the best ones."

Aunt Chen opened her mouth and wanted to say that it would be better to let other people handle this matter.

But she vaguely sensed that Ye Lan's calm tone had been tinged with a hint of thunder.

This is a manifestation of Ye Lan's anger.

"Okay, miss."

She nodded, turned around and prepared to go downstairs without even cleaning.

"By the way, ask Xiao Huan to come out for a moment."

"Hey Xiao Huan!"

On the first floor, Ye Lan rubbed his brows and tapped his fingers lightly on his cell phone, as if he was contacting his subordinates.

"Aunt Ye, what's wrong?"

The young man who had been visiting the house yesterday walked over with a puzzled look on his face, causing Ye Lan to pause slightly in tapping on his phone.

She looked at Yan Huan, who seemed to be in the dark about everything, opened her mouth, and finally smiled apologetically.

"Xiao Huan, um, Aunt Zhou and Sister Shiyu have something to do. The driver will be here soon. Xiao Huan, you and Aunt Chen should go out and wait for a while. The driver will take you back to the South District after sending Aunt Chen off."

"what"

Yan Huan blinked and said,

"Okay, Aunt Ye. I'll go upstairs and pack my things."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Xiao Huan. Next time you come to my house, I will pick you up in person."

I watched Yan Huan pack up his things, hold Miao Jiang in his arms, stand at the door, say goodbye to me, and then leave home.

The smile on Ye Lan's face faded little by little. She looked at the new glass of banana milk in the cup, not knowing what she was thinking.

She sat quietly in the restaurant until about ten minutes later, when she heard footsteps on the spiral staircase.