Xiao Hua's series of soul-searching questions left He Yan somewhat overwhelmed. He opened his mouth as if to say something for himself, but found that he seemed to have lost the ability to organize his thoughts, and in the end, not a single word came out of his mouth.
He Yan returned home dejectedly, not wanting to say a word.
The annoying He Ya even went out of her way to be disliked: "You finally get a few months of vacation after all these years, and instead of staying home with your mother, where have you been all day? You went out early in the morning and didn't come back until so late."
He Yan was already upset about Ye Xiaohua and was looking for a place to vent his frustrations, so He Ya practically volunteered to be his emotional dumping ground.
"If you're too idle, go out and find a job. Don't meddle in other people's business all day long."
He Yan's tone was cold and devoid of any emotion.
He Ya is over thirty years old. She hasn't studied much over the years. She can't endure the hardships of being a soldier and is unwilling to serve. She's even less willing to go out to work. She just stays at home as the rich young lady of the commander's family.
When she has free time, she goes out for afternoon tea with her mother, the commander's wife, and gets her hair permed.
He Yan felt somewhat that his older sister was a bit useless!
"Whose business did I meddle in? Did I meddle in yours? Are you some kind of stranger? Aren't you my own brother? Isn't it only right that I meddle in your business?"
He Ya, her eyes red with anger, pointed at He Yan and retorted.
He Yan didn't bother to say another word to her.
“My affairs are none of your business. I think you’re just too idle.”
He thought about how Xiao Hua, without anyone's help, had managed to raise Kang An to be so healthy and well-behaved while working hard and taking care of her child for the past few years. He thought that if it were his sister, the mother and daughter would probably starve to death.
There's simply no comparison! Absolutely no comparison!
"Mom, come and see your good son. Now that he's grown up and thinks he's all grown up, he doesn't even respect his own sister anymore. He even said that I have no right to interfere in his affairs!"
He Ya suddenly burst into tears as she spoke.
Hearing the commotion, Su Qin quickly came out of her room and saw her daughter sitting on the floor, crying and wailing with tears and snot streaming down her face, like a shrew from the streets, completely lacking the demeanor and elegance of a young lady from a wealthy family.
"He Yan, what did you do to offend your sister? She's only trying to help you. You two are siblings, blood is thicker than water. How could you make your sister angry for the sake of an outsider?"
And where have you been all day? Did you go see Ye Xiaohua and her daughter? Let me tell you, stay away from that scheming mother and daughter. Your father is completely bewitched by that family, unable to distinguish right from wrong. Are you just like your father? What kind of spell did that family cast on you two?"
He Yan looked at his mother and sister, feeling an excruciating headache.
No wonder his father has rarely come home over the years.
"Mom, that child is only three years old this year. How can a three-year-old child be considered 'scheming' in your eyes?"
He Yan took an instant liking to Kang An, a child he had known for a long time. He was deeply fond of the child from the first glance, which was perhaps the wonder of blood relations. Now, hearing his mother describe his beloved daughter as scheming, he felt a sense of disgust towards her.
“Like mother, like daughter. What good can Ye Xiaohua possibly produce? Son, you are still young and don’t know how to judge people. I’ve been through more than you have. Trust me, stay away from Ye Xiaohua and her daughter. Our whole family will work on your father’s mindset and try to get him divorced as soon as possible. All those young ladies from prestigious families outside are outstanding. Only girls like them are worthy of you.”
He Yan didn't want to say another word to his mother. He pointed to He Ya, who was sitting on the ground howling, and said, "Mom, I don't agree with everything you've said, but you're right about one thing: like mother, like daughter."
After He Yan finished speaking, he turned around, went upstairs, entered his room, and locked the door.
"Mom, listen to this. This is what your good son is saying. He not only looks down on me now, but he also looks down on you, his mother. Could it be that the whole Ye family is a bewitching demon who has bewitched my dad and him too?"
He Yan just pointed at He Ya and said that like mother, like daughter, which really broke Su Qin's heart.
She covered her face and wept, saying, "I... I don't care anymore, let him do whatever he wants."
He Yan couldn't sleep all night. He could see that Ye Xiaohua's attitude towards him was really firm, and he felt that the rift between them was really hard to repair. But he didn't want to give up. He didn't know what his feelings were for Ye Xiaohua, and he didn't know if he had fallen for her.
But he felt they shouldn't get divorced. He believed that if they were both willing to take a big step forward, they could become a loving couple and the happiest family of three.
Lu Zhan came to the He family early in the morning to see He Yan. When He Ya saw Lu Zhan, she was very enthusiastic and pretended to be gentle and virtuous: "Lu Zhan is here. Have you had breakfast? If you haven't, you can have some breakfast at our house."
Lu Zhan quickly waved his hand: "Thank you, Sister He. I've already eaten at home. I came to talk to He Yan about something. I'll go straight to his room."
The words "Sister He" made He Ya feel as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly, reminding her that she was now old and no longer a young girl.
“Lu Zhan, I’m only three years older than you. You call me Sister He, which makes me sound old. People who don’t know me might think I’m some kind of old lady selling breakfast in some alleyway.”
"Haha..." Lu Zhan laughed awkwardly.
"Lu Zhan, you can call me Xiao Ya from now on. That's what my parents call me."
He Ya spoke in a pinched voice.
Lu Zhan felt goosebumps rising on his skin and nodded somewhat uncomfortably, "Okay, Sister Xiaoya."
After saying that, she quickly ran upstairs to He Yan's bedroom, afraid that He Ya would call her back again.
When Lu Zhan came in, he saw He Yan lying listlessly on the bed with two big dark circles under his eyes.
He then joked, "Tsk tsk, even our Commander Lu has times when he doesn't get up early and stays in bed. Shouldn't you have already folded your blankets into neat squares and run 10,000 meters by now?"
He Yan wasn't angry at his friend's teasing; he just sighed wistfully.
"What's wrong? You came to tell me so early in the morning with a sigh. I rushed over here early to help you out."
Lu Zhan sat down by He Yan's bedside. Looking at his friend's worried face, he wanted to laugh but dared not, and could only hold it in. It was really strange. The two of them had grown up together, and he had never seen He Yan like this before.
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