Even after walking out of the store, Yan Cuo was still a little skeptical, "How could this store be owned by your family?" She remembered that Yu Muyang's family had always run a company. Although their business was very broad, including hotels and real estate, she had never heard of them being involved in the clothing industry before.
Yu Muyang remained mysterious all the way and did not answer her questions until they walked out of the department store. He then turned her around and asked her to look at the building in front of them.
Yan Cuo looked up and saw four big characters written on it: "Yu's Department Store".
Yan Cuo was shocked and a little confused, "When did you acquire this place?"
Yu Muyang pretended to be relaxed and said, "It was not long ago. This department store is very close to your home. I know you and your family come here often. Now the whole building is yours. You can have whatever you want."
Yan Cuo had not yet recovered from the shock and stared blankly at the building in front of her. It was not until someone next to her pushed her that she reacted.
"You bought this place just to make it easier for me to buy things, didn't you?"
"Yeah, as long as I see you happy, I'm happy."
Yan Cuo didn't know what to say for a moment and went back in silence.
Yu Muyang looked at her and suddenly became silent, feeling a little worried. He told jokes along the way, trying to tease her.
After four or five jokes, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed out loud, looking at him helplessly, "Your jokes are so boring."
"It doesn't matter if it's cold or not, as long as I can make you laugh." He looked at her dotingly and asked cautiously, "Yanyan, why are you unhappy?"
Yan Cuo looked at him with a normal expression and said calmly, "I'm not unhappy, I just feel that the gap between us is really huge, like a long chasm, which makes me feel inferior from time to time.
But I don’t want this to happen. I don’t want us to be so far apart, so far away that I feel like I can never reach or catch up.”
He held her hand tightly and said with some heartache: "Silly girl, don't feel any pressure when you are with me. Only one of us can take the lead, and that person must be me. You just need to follow behind me and don't think too much."
She lowered her head and said softly, "Yeah."
He pinched her face and said, "Oh, today is New Year's Eve, you should be happy."
She slowly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Yes, today is New Year's Eve. All the bad things will be turned over today, and life from now on will be new."
"Yes, everything is new. You will have a brand new and bright life. Don't be afraid, because I will always be behind you."
She responded heavily and followed him back. Her uncle and aunt had already returned. They were not surprised to see Yu Muyang and greeted him.
"Xiao Yu is here. Today is New Year's Eve. Are your parents back?"
He shook his head. "No, they are all overseas and can't come back. I am living alone."
Yu Ruhai felt a little distressed when he looked at the boy in front of him. "Poor child, your parents too, they didn't even bother to come back to spend time with you on such an important day. Making money is not as important as spending the Spring Festival with their children. So, you can spend the holiday with us. We are small, and one more person won't make a difference."
He was naturally very happy and quickly agreed. Then Yancuo watched him follow his uncle to tinker with the things he had just bought.
Yancuo has been busy in the kitchen with his aunt. There are a lot of dishes to prepare today. His aunt always prepares ten dishes, which means perfection. He hopes for a harmonious and happy new year.
After a quick bite at noon, they continued to work. Yu Muyang followed his uncle in pasting door couplets. With his tall stature, he pasted the couplets easily, and then went on to paste the "Fu" character in the room one by one.
Yu Ruhai was full of praise for his diligence and his impression of him became even better. This boy came from a wealthy family, but he didn't have the slightest air of a rich kid. He never complained about anything he did, and he wasn't afraid of getting dirty or tired.
The main reason was that she seemed to be sincere towards Yan Cuo. He would always visit her from time to time, and would occasionally smile embarrassedly when she found out.
Yan Cuo smiled a lot today. She could always see the boy in the yard smiling at her. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked as warm and charming as the sun in winter.
Mu Yang Mu Yang, he really lives up to the name. Just standing there, he can make people feel like they are basking in the warm sunshine and gentle breeze.
She smiled back at him, the two of them laughing foolishly through a window, infected by the warm atmosphere of the Spring Festival. On this most important day, with the most important person by his side, it was more than just happiness.
At this moment, she only wanted to thank God for finally favoring her and giving her an eternal existence for the rest of her life.
Zhong Hongmei looked at the two children giggling through the window and pretended to be serious, "Yancuo, look at the tomatoes in your hand. You've washed them so many times that the skin is almost broken."
Yancuo uttered an "Ah!" and saw that the tomato in her hand had become somewhat soft after washing it, and looked as if it had been ravaged. She quickly put it down and picked up another vegetable to wash slowly.
"Your heart is all gone." She didn't get angry. She looked at the girl in front of her. Her eyes were filled with the nervousness and shyness of first falling in love. Her face had an unconcealable blush on it. She sighed softly.
"Girls can't be kept at home when they grow up. She's going to be kidnapped by another boy so soon. How will she remember me, an old woman, in the future?" She pretended to be heartbroken and secretly went to see Yancuo.
Yan Cuo was a little flustered by what she said. He quickly turned around and tried to comfort her, "Aunt, how could that be? You will always be my relative, my family. I will never forget you."
Zhong Hongmei turned around and pretended to wipe her tears, her body trembling. Yan Cuo panicked all of a sudden, "Aunt, Aunt, don't be like this. I really won't do this. I will definitely be filial to you. Don't worry, don't cry."
Yan Cuo was extremely anxious and even cried. He would be grateful to the woman in front of him for the rest of his life. She had selflessly dedicated herself to him and given him emotions that went beyond maternal love. How could he, how could he, how could he forget her?
Seeing the anxious look on the girl's face, Zhong Hongmei turned around and made a face at her. "Silly child, I was just kidding. I'm so happy to see you two are so close. Now that you have someone to accompany you, we can rest assured."
Yan Cuo was frightened by her, with tears in his eyes, "Aunt, you have also learned bad things. You scared me like this. I was really scared to death by you."
Zhong Hongmei also learned some mischief, deliberately imitating the tone of the TV, "Who told you to always look outside and never look at others?"
Yan Cuo was immediately amused. Seeing his aunt laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, Zhong Hongmei's face flushed and she looked at her seriously, "Don't laugh anymore!"
Yan Cuo tried his best to hold back, but he still failed. "No, I really can't help it. If my uncle saw you like this, he would definitely laugh until he collapsed."
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