In Shenyang, August, on the eve of a typhoon, leaves rustled in the breeze.
Outside the tennis club, several tall and thin teenagers in casual clothes were waiting for the green light on their bicycles.
Suddenly someone asked, "Cheng Che, everyone in the courtyard says your father has an illegitimate child. Is that true?"
Cheng Che raised his head.
The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with short black hair and a sexy mole behind his right ear. He leaned his arms on the bicycle handlebars, a set of black and blue tennis rackets slung over his back, and one leg rested on the ground, looking completely lazy.
Hearing what the man said, he cursed in disgust: "Your father has an illegitimate child, get out."
Several people laughed boisterously.
Song Jin continued, "I heard she's still a little girl."
"Ah! Che, are you going to have a sister?"
Cheng Che was annoyed by what he heard, and as soon as the green light came on, he immediately rode away.
This matter has been making a lot of noise in the compound recently. No one knows whether it is true or not, including him.
"Ache, are you in a hurry to go home to see your sister? Do you know your sister's name?" Several friends kept joking from behind.
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"Think about it, you will be a member of the Cheng family from now on, so don't be so distant with us."
The dilapidated residential buildings and low buildings are scattered in an orderly manner, and the aroma of food wafts from the streets.
The black Volkswagen drove slowly on the asphalt road, and the afterglow of the setting sun swept onto the windows of each house, like a shabby, old-fashioned painting.
Yunxiang sat in the car, looking around, his eyes full of curiosity about new things.
Cheng Xiao glanced back through the rearview mirror.
In the mirror was a young girl with short, black hair that reached her collarbone. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, revealing a pure, beautiful, oval face. She turned her head slightly and looked at him through the rearview mirror, her almond-shaped eyes clear and bright.
"I understand, Uncle Cheng." Yun Xiang smiled. She had a pair of beautiful dimples when she laughed, and her voice was soft and pleasant.
The car soon stopped in front of an old three-story building. Cheng Xiao opened the door and got out of the car, helping Yun Xiang with the luggage.
Yunxiang, carrying her schoolbag, straightened her wrinkled white skirt. She looked up at the second-floor balcony and saw a black and white Alaskan dog lying there with its tongue hanging out.
"...Uncle Cheng, do you have a dog at home?" Yun Xiang's voice became a little softer.
Cheng Xiao said "Oh" and said, "It was raised by Xiao Che."
"Xiao Che is..." Yun Xiang looked at Cheng Xiao.
I heard that Uncle Cheng has a son. Could he be Uncle Cheng’s son?
Just when Yun Xiang was about to ask who Xiao Che was, he heard the sound of a bicycle bell in the distance.
Cheng Xiao smiled and said, "He's back."
A young man on a black and white dirt bike appeared in the alley. The setting sun filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled light on him.
The breeze lifted the boy's hair, and his clothes bulged out, letting the light and shadow on the ground chase him.
The boy's unrestrained and free spirit made Yun Xiang unable to help but follow him.
Soon, the car stopped behind the Volkswagen. Cheng Che got out of the car, and his peripheral vision inadvertently fell on Yun Xiang.
The little girl was wearing a white dress and holding her schoolbag in both hands. She was standing in front of him in a very proper manner.
Cheng Che suddenly had a bad feeling.
——Ah! A-Che, are you going to have a younger sister?
At this time, Cheng Xiao introduced: "Xiao Che, this is Yun Xiang. From now on, she will be your sister."
“…”
Cheng Che looked at Cheng Xiao in surprise.
Did he really have an illegitimate child outside? If the old man knew about this, wouldn't he skin him alive and fire him?
Cheng Xiao didn't notice his son's strange behavior and just focused on introducing him, "Xiang Xiang, this is Cheng Che, my son. You will be interacting with each other frequently from now on, and I hope you can get along well."
Yun Xiang nodded slightly, then looked at Cheng Che.
The young man had a handsome appearance, giving off a strong, righteous, and handsome look. His cycling form just now showed that he'd been exercising regularly. He wasn't frail, and his shoulders and back weren't frail.
Since he is Uncle Cheng's son, he must be good-looking or have good character.
Yun Xiang will definitely establish a good relationship with Cheng Che. As soon as her senior year of high school is over, she will leave the Cheng family immediately and not bother them anymore.
Yun Xiang stretched out his right hand, looking obedient. "Hello, I—"
Unexpectedly, before Yun Xiang could finish her words, she saw Cheng Che with one hand in his pocket, glanced at her indifferently, and pushed Cheng Xiao away with a cold face and went home.
Yun Xiang's face froze. Huh?!
So cool?
"Woof!" Alaska called out from upstairs.
"Cheng Che, what are you crazy about?" Cheng Xiao yelled upstairs.
Yun Xiang withdrew his hand awkwardly, shook his arm as if nothing had happened, and was led into the house by Cheng Xiao.
Entering the house is a large living room, and further ahead is an open kitchen, separated by a bar, and outside is the dining area. The overall decoration style of the house is old, but very warm.
"Ignore him, he has been spoiled since he was a child and has no manners!" Cheng Xiao was still explaining Cheng Che's behavior just now.
Yun Xiang didn't care. After all, it was normal to feel a little emotional when a stranger suddenly came to the house.
It seems that if we want to get along with each other in a friendly manner, we need to put in some effort.
Yun Xiang learned from Cheng Xiao that the first and second floors were for living, and the third floor was a storage room and a terrace where one could sunbathe, drink tea, and watch the moon.
"Your aunt has something to do at the hospital today and is not at home. I have already prepared dinner. You have traveled all the way here, so why don't we have dinner first?" Cheng Xiao asked Yun Xiang with a smile.
Yun Xiang nodded and helped Cheng Xiao pick up the dishes.
"Cheng Che, it's time for dinner!" Cheng Xiao shouted upstairs.
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