South City.

After all, they still had to consider Ye Chaoran's school convenience, so Song Ya and Ye Pei first looked at second-hand houses near No. 1 Middle School.

After looking around, they found that the houses here were either too old or had various problems, and neither of them was very satisfied.

Ye Pei suggested taking a look at the new real estate projects next to the subway line. The houses there were all renovated in the past two years, and there must be landlords who have brand new houses that have not been occupied.

In the end, the two decided on a large flat, which was very convenient in terms of surrounding facilities and transportation. The most important point was that it was convenient for Ye Chaoran to go to school.

It was at this time that Ye Pei received a call from Mr. Fang.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ya frowned and asked, "What's the matter with him?"

Ye Pei said: "He wants to meet me."

Song Ya didn't say anything. According to her idea, it would be best for their two families not to meet again in this life, but this idea was not very realistic.

"Then you go alone. I'll go to the supermarket first and then go home to cook for Xiaoran." Song Ya said.

Ye Pei looked at her in surprise: "You won't stop me?"

Song Ya said helplessly: "What's there to stop? If these things are not made clear earlier, their family will only entangle endlessly. It's better for you to go and make it clear."

Ye Pei laughed and said, "Then I'll take you to buy groceries first, and then send you home?"

Sonja nodded.

The place chosen by Mr. Fang is a quiet coffee shop, which is very suitable for discussing business. Ye Pei also occasionally brings his clients here.

The waiter took Ye Pei into the private room. Before Ye Pei sat down, he heard Mr. Fang say, "You are late to see the elders."

The smile on Ye Pei's face faded, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was great that he knew what kind of person Mr. Fang was from the beginning. He didn't have to pretend anymore.

"You have to know the definition of an elder. I don't have to respect any old man who sits in front of me." Ye Pei said lightly, turned around and said thank you to the waiter.

Mr. Fang's expression froze, and he felt even more disgusted.

As expected, their family is full of bad guys. No wonder they raised such an uneducated child like Ye Chaoran!

Unlike their family's banquet -

Thinking of this, Mr. Fang suppressed his anger a little and forced a smile: "There's no need for us to be so tense. I came here this time because I really want to talk to you about something."

Ye Pei sat down opposite Mr. Fang and motioned for him to speak if he had anything to say.

Mr. Fang clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and then said, "My wife and I came to visit yesterday because Chao Ran's parents did something wrong before, so we came to apologize. But I didn't expect that the child would react so strongly when he saw us, and even reached out to give us..." When he said this, Mr. Fang felt the blood rushing up, "My wife is still in the hospital."

"Oh," Ye Pei pretended to be enlightened, "So you came here today to ask for compensation?"

He smiled kindly: "That's easy. Give me the receipts for all the expenses your wife incurred during the hospitalization. I will transfer the money to you after I receive the receipts."

Mr. Fang knew that he was deliberately misinterpreting his meaning.

What kind of people are these?

Being unreasonable and unreasonable!

"You misunderstood. I wanted to tell you that Chao Ran's behavior yesterday was wrong. He shouldn't have..."

"He shouldn't have done what?" Ye Pei lost his patience. "What position do you think you have to blame my child? Grandpa?"

Ye Pei sneered: "You broke into my house without permission yesterday and bullied my wife. Xiao Ran just chased you out and didn't call the police, which was very polite!"

Mr. Fang had not expected that he would be so confused, and his breath got stuck in his throat and he could not get it out: "You - you are making up stories!"

Ye Pei was too lazy to pay attention to him. He simply stood up and said, "Is that all? I think I have made it very clear before. Our family, whether it is Xiaoran or me, don't want to see you again. If you really want to do this for Xiaoran's good, please don't show up in front of us again in this life!"

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Ye Pei stood up and walked out of the box. He seemed to have thought of something and stopped. "By the way, I'll transfer the old lady's hospital fees to you."

Mr. Fang took several deep breaths before he calmed down. He raised his voice and asked, "Are you sure you have the ability to raise Chaoran?"

Ye Pei didn't even stop.

Old Master Fang stared at his receding figure, his eyes filled with gloom.

Very confident, good.

I hope you will be as confident when your company goes bankrupt.

Mr. Fang picked up the phone on the table and called his subordinates: "No need to leave any room for maneuver, just do what needs to be done!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds before the subordinate's somewhat guilty voice rang out: "Mr. Fang, this matter is a bit difficult."

Mr. Fang's expression suddenly changed: "What's the problem?"

The subordinate frowned and told him everything that happened when he made an appointment with Ye Pei yesterday.

"This person is very cautious. He was playing Tai Chi with me when we were discussing business yesterday. He didn't tell me a single definite answer when he left. But he got back to me this morning and said that their company is too small and declined my offer."

Mr. Fang's face turned completely black, but he had experienced so many ups and downs after all. After thinking for a moment, he spoke: "I remember Ye Pei has another partner?"

The subordinate's eyes suddenly lit up: "What do you mean?"

"Go contact this person," said Mr. Fang in a deep voice, "It's okay if the noise is a little loud. I want to see the results within a month at the latest."

The subordinate immediately nodded and said, "Don't worry! I'll take care of this matter!"

…

The weekend passes by in a flash.

Ye Chaoran thought about it for two days at home this weekend and felt that he still needed to strengthen his physical exercise.

He is physically healthy, but his strength is still too weak.

Just like on Friday, Gu Yao grabbed him and he couldn't struggle free, and although he successfully drove Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang out, it took a lot of effort.

There is no harm in strengthening physical exercise. It has only benefits and no harm, so why not do it?

Ye Chaoran has always been very proactive and does what he says.

Ye Chaoran got up early on Monday morning. When he arrived at school, it was still light. He didn't even go to the classroom to put his schoolbag away. He went to the playground, put his schoolbag on the stone bench and started running.

There were only a few people on the playground. Facing the faint morning light, Ye Chaoran began to jog. But after he ran a lap, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him seemed familiar.

Ye Chaoran quickened his pace and walked side by side with the boy. When he turned his head, he saw Jiang Xunmo's handsome face.

"Good morning." Ye Chaoran smiled instantly and greeted him.

Jiang Xunmo nodded at him and responded.

Ye Chaoran followed him and ran at a steady pace, asking as he ran: "Why are you here so early? I didn't expect you to run this early in the morning."

Jiang Xunmo said: "I run every day."

He just didn't expect that Ye Chaoran even knew that he would be jogging in the playground in the morning.

Thinking about what happened last Friday, Jiang Xunmo sighed in his heart.

This can't go on any longer. He must make this matter clear to Ye Chaoran as soon as possible.

The two of them ran three laps together in silence. After three laps, Ye Chaoran was exhausted.

It rained over the weekend and the plastic track looked clean. Ye Chaoran lay down on the ground and spread out his arms and legs. His chest rose and fell uncontrollably and his fair face was flushed from the exercise.

Jiang Xunmo's gaze stayed on his face for a moment, then he looked away and said, "Get up, you can't lie down."

Ye Chaoran naturally knew that he couldn't lie down and rest immediately after exercise, but he really had no strength left, so he reached out to Jiang Xunmo: "Then pull me up."

Jiang Xunmo's gaze moved down and landed on the boy's hand.

Ye Chaoran's hands were exceptionally fair, but at this moment, like the boy's face, his slender knuckles were stained with a faint blush. But these were not enough to make Jiang Xunmo ignore the little dust on the boy's round fingertips - it was left there by Ye Chaoran when he fell to the ground just now.

Jiang Xunmo's mysophobia is actually very serious, and he should have rejected Ye Chaoran without hesitation at this time.

But for some reason, he reached out his hand towards Ye Chaoran.

The boy's slightly cool hand held his hand, so delicate.

Ye Chaoran used the force to stand up from the ground, then let go of his hand.

The delicate feeling was fleeting, and Jiang Xunmo couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at his hands. It felt a little itchy, but there didn't seem to be that unpleasant sticky feeling. It was very comfortable.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xunmo's heart trembled.

"I'm going to the cafeteria. Have you had breakfast?" Ye Chaoran asked Jiang Xunmo.

Jiang Xunmo shook his head: "I'm going to take a shower."

Ye Chaoran was stunned: "Take a shower? Where are you going to take a shower?"

Jiang Xunmo said nothing, but walked quickly out of the school.

Ye Chaoran stared at Jiang Xunmo's back for a few seconds, and suddenly he realized something.

It turns out that Jiang Xunmo would go home and take a shower after every run. No wonder he didn't know that Jiang Xunmo ran every day before. The boy didn't smell of sweat, but a faint minty scent.

Ye Chaoran came to the conclusion that Jiang Xunmo had mysophobia, and it might be a little serious.

Thinking of this, Ye Chaoran couldn't help but lower his head and smell his body. Fortunately, there was no smell of sweat, only the smell of honey cream shower gel.

However, Ye Chaoran still went to the convenience store, bought a pack of wet wipes, and wiped the thin sweat on his neck. He suddenly remembered something and went to the infirmary.

On the other side, Jiang Xunmo came out of the shower and sat on the huge sofa to think.

After a long time, the school's preparatory bell rang, and he suddenly came to his senses. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to his brother Jiang Ze.

[Do you think my mysophobia has been cured?] 】

Jiang Ze’s message was replied almost instantly: [? 】

Jiang Xunmo: [I actually took the initiative to hold a hand that was covered in mud! 】

Jiang Ze: [This cannot be used as a criterion for judgment. Let’s change the assumption. 】

Jiang Ze: [If it was my hand, covered in dirt, would you shake hands with your dear brother? 】

Jiang Xunmo’s answer was simple and blunt: [Get lost. 】

Jiang Ze: [Then I understand. 】

Jiang Xunmo: [? 】

Jiang Ze: [You are in trouble! You are in love! *】

Jiang Xunmo: “…”

What is going on?

Since he was already late, Jiang Xunmo was no longer in a hurry and walked slowly to the classroom.

As luck would have it, the first class was taught by our homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, so Jiang Xunmo couldn't sleep in the morning. Mr. Wang asked him to stand outside the classroom as punishment.

Ye Chaoran glanced at Jiang Xunmo through the glass and found that his hair was not yet dry.

You won’t catch a cold, will you?

The wind in April is still very cold.

"Ye Chaoran, if you don't want to attend the class, you can go out and accompany him." Teacher Wang couldn't help it, put down the test paper, and said coldly.

A class is only forty-five minutes long, and Ye Chaoran has been staring out the window for ten minutes!

Ye Chaoran suddenly came back to his senses. He quickly sat up straight and shook his head, saying, "No, no, no, I want to attend the class."

The other students could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

Jiang Xunmo tilted his head outside the window and couldn't help but think about his brother's words again in his mind.

Fall in love?

He also likes Ye Chaoran?

Although Ye Chaoran is indeed good-looking and likes me, it has only been a short time.

His brother must be lying to him!

From childhood to adulthood, hasn’t he suffered enough losses?

The more Jiang Xunmo thought about it, the more it made sense, and he put the matter behind him.

…

The duty roster for Class 1 is arranged according to seating arrangements. Ye Chaoran's current deskmate is Jiang Xunmo, so naturally they will be on duty together.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Xunmo helped him last Friday, or maybe it was because they ran together this morning, Ye Chaoran no longer felt that strange about Jiang Xunmo at first, and no longer felt embarrassed.

After cleaning the classroom, Jiang Xunmo was about to wash his hands when Ye Chaoran stopped him and handed him a small bottle of hand sanitizer.

"I bought it in the infirmary this morning. Do you want it?" Ye Chaoran asked.

Jiang Xunmo was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the hand sanitizer.

"Thanks."

Seeing Jiang Xunmo squeeze out several pumps of hand sanitizer, Ye Chaoran became even more certain that Jiang Xunmo was a mysophobe!

After closing the classroom door, the two walked out of the school together.

Song Ya has classes tonight, and Ye Chaoran has no food to eat when he returns home, so he looks at Jiang Xunmo: "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Xunmo looked at him: "What?"

"Let's go eat together." Ye Chaoran said.

Jiang Xunmo thought about it and decided that he would just eat takeout if he went back alone. Ye Chaoran had good dining etiquette and didn't mind using serving chopsticks with him, so he nodded readily: "Okay."

Ye Chaoran thought about the spicy hot pot he hadn't eaten for a long time, so he took Jiang Xunmo to take a shortcut.

No. 1 Middle School is the old campus. Outside the school, there are a complex network of residential buildings and streets. The two walked around and suddenly saw seven or eight thugs blocking their way.

Ye Chaoran was stunned for a moment.

The leading thug glanced at Ye Chaoran, then looked at Jiang Xunmo beside him: "Are you Jiang Xunmo?"

Jiang Xunmo frowned quickly: "What?"

The gangster threw away the cigarette in his mouth, rolled over the bright red flames with his shoes, and smiled roguely: "Then you didn't find the wrong person!"

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*You are in trouble! You are in love!

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