To Le Yao's surprise, her older brother returned with their parents the next day. She was doing practice problems at Qiao Qiao's place when Han Xiangdong called her to say they had arrived home.
"Qiao, come over for dinner tonight, I'm going home now." After saying that, Le Yao ran home in her slippers and found Han Baozhu sitting on the sofa with Shuo Shuo in his arms. Obviously, the little guy had accepted his grandparents and uncle. Even when he saw Le Yao, his eyes lit up, but he didn't ask her to hold him.
Le Yao happily patted his head, then looked at the group and said, "Why are you all back? You didn't even let me know so I could have picked you up."
Han Baozhu turned his head away from her, clearly angry, and Liu Sujuan did the same.
Le Yao could only look at Han Xiangdong.
“My parents made me book an early morning flight and take a taxi back. No one there even notified us.” Han Xiangdong gently patted Le Yao’s head. “You have no idea how scared we were when we saw the news.”
"I'm fine, I can handle this, so..."
"You don't treat us like family at all," Liu Sujuan couldn't hold back anymore, her eyes reddening. "You said if something happened to you, we..."
"Mom, please don't cry, I was wrong." Le Yao hurriedly handed her a tissue. "Besides, I'm a lucky person, I won't die."
"Pah, pah, pah!" Liu Sujuan raised her hand and slapped Le Yao on the shoulder. "What do you mean by 'dead'?"
"That's right, that's right, I still need to make sure you can enjoy your retirement, and I still need to find a beautiful wife for my brother." Le Yao reached out and hugged Liu Sujuan's arm. "Don't be angry, okay?" Then she looked at Han Baozhu. "Please, Dad?"
Shuo Shuo had been staring at everyone with wide eyes, but then he reached out his little hand and touched Han Baozhu's face: "Don't be angry, Dad..."
The group paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Alright, don't be angry." Han Baozhu's expression softened, but he still glanced at Le Yao. "Then you can't hide anything from us from now on. We're family. When something happens, we have to face it together. Otherwise, how can we call ourselves family?"
"Okay." Le Yao raised her hand to promise, "I will never hide it from you again, but for now, you should go back to your rooms and take a shower and rest."
"I promise." Shuo Shuo also raised his hand.
"Oh, my little darling." Liu Sujuan tapped the little guy's nose.
The little guy smiled.
"Come on, let's go play with Aunt Mei." Aunt Mei came over and took the little one away, and Liu Sujuan and her husband went back to their room to wash up.
Le Yao then looked at Han Xiangdong: "Couldn't you have kept it a little secret? I was afraid Mom and Dad would worry."
"You're still blaming me?" Han Xiangdong glared. "You tell me, what a big deal that was! Someone died! How could you keep it a secret? I was so anxious that I didn't dare call you to ask, afraid they would get suspicious. But you..." As he spoke, his eyes even reddened.
"Brother, I was wrong." Le Yao immediately cowered. Why did everyone know how to cry? She was afraid of people crying, especially men. It was too terrifying. She quickly pulled Han Xiangdong's hand. "Don't cry, or I'll cry too."
"I won't cry." Han Xiangdong sniffed, holding back his tears.
Le Yao hurriedly grabbed a tissue and pressed it against Han Xiangdong's face, saying, "Hurry up and wipe it off, it looks terrible."
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