Chapter 250 This house no longer has a male or female master of the house.
After the two of them had settled in, Ke hesitated and said, "Uncle An, he really..."
Yes pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded, "He has indeed been insane for over a decade."
Fang Ke found it unbelievable; she hadn't noticed anything amiss while chatting with people in the car.
"...So that's why you were so nervous today?"
"Yes, just like Aunt Yun said, he often acts like a normal person, but he's actually not mentally sound and his memory is always hazy. Aunt Yun usually watches over him, but I didn't expect him to sneak out this time... I guess he overheard my voicemail call."
As Ye Si spoke, his expression turned solemn again.
It wasn't Fang Ke's imagination; ever since they entered Ster Town, Yes seemed to be in a low mood.
He was sitting on the sofa when Fang Ke couldn't help but walk over and hug him, pulling his head into her arms.
He comforted him, saying, "Good people are always protected by heaven. Uncle An is fine, isn't he? I think he's more clear-headed than some self-proclaimed smart people. They say genius is on the left and madness is on the right. How do we know he's the one who's gone mad, or that we're just sinking into the real world?"
Ye Si looked up at her in surprise, and finally gave a soft laugh, "...You're good at coaxing people."
Fang Ke raised an eyebrow and said, "Finally you're smiling! Let's get down to business. Aren't your aunt and uncle home? When are you going to take me to visit them?"
Yes fell silent again, his thin lips slightly parted, and a hint of sadness lingered in his eyes as he looked into her eyes. After a long while, he said, "They don't live here. I'll take you there tomorrow morning. Get some rest today."
Fang Ke didn't realize what was going on at the time, and just smiled and said, "Okay."
That evening, even though there were only two or three people in the kitchen, they still managed to prepare a large and sumptuous dinner.
Fang Ke sat at the long table in the Yes family's dining room. The table was at least three meters long, and people sitting at one end had to shout if they wanted to talk to people at the other end.
Fang Ke couldn't help but feel that the round table in her own country was better; it had a good meaning, and people sitting at the table symbolized reunion and harmony.
These long tables are only used in canteens in the country.
What these remnants of European society have left behind is indeed quite imbued with the meaning of hierarchical exploitation.
But she adapted to local customs and went along with the host's wishes.
She and Yes were seated at the head of the table, facing a table laden with delicious roasted meat and bread, holding knives and forks, truly at a loss for where to begin.
Seeing her picking and choosing, Yes asked her with a smile if she needed a few stir-fries.
Fang Ke shook her head and whispered, "Aunt Yun and the others usually eat this. Are they used to it? Is the food in China better?"
Yes said cryptically, "Even if it's not very tasty, you get used to it after eating it for over ten years."
Fang Ke sighed deeply, "Please don't force me to eat in the future, I definitely can't."
Ye Si laughed and said, "No, I came here this time to deal with all the properties here. If Aunt Yun and the others want to go back, I will bring them back to the country with me... Fallen leaves eventually return to their roots... I probably won't come here again in the future."
Fang Ke exclaimed, "Ah! Do your uncles and aunties support it too?"
Yes nodded slightly. "They agreed a long time ago, and they probably wanted to go back a long time ago."
Fang Ke thought that was great. "Although foreign countries are vast and sparsely populated, and some of their welfare benefits are really good, after looking around, it's definitely better to stay in China. This is good too, so we won't have to go abroad for the New Year anymore."
Yes couldn't help but reach out and rub her head with affection in his eyes, "You really think a lot, girlfriend, you've even thought about the New Year celebrations in the future."
Fang Ke replied matter-of-factly, "Otherwise what? Since we're planning to be together and meet each other's parents, we definitely need to plan ahead. Is it far off whether we'll go to your house or mine for Chinese New Year?"
Yes looked at her intently, then lowered his hand to take hers. "Thank you, baby."
Fang Ke's hand, which was being held, felt an electric shock. She blushed slightly and looked around. Luckily, no one was around.
She first protested in a low voice, "Why are you shouting again? Aren't you ashamed if your family hears us?"
Yes chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "What's the problem?"
Fang Ke glared at him and pulled her hand away, refusing to do anything inappropriate or to show off her affection in his home.
She suddenly understood why Yes was so restrained at her older sister's house; he really felt embarrassed!
To change the subject, she glanced at the paintings hanging in the restaurant and was slightly surprised. If these paintings were genuine, they would be worth a considerable sum.
Among a collection of famous paintings, she saw a photo of Yes and her parents.
In this group photo, Yes looks very young, probably around ten years old. He has obedient bangs, is wearing a blue sweater, and his face is not much different from now. He looks cold and aloof. It's surprising that he started being an ice-cold cool guy at such a young age.
Fang Ke couldn't help but find it quite cute; it was a miniature version of Yes.
She then looked at the other two, one standing and one standing, in a very classic family photo pose.
Yes's mother looked very gentle and elegant, with eyes as tender as water. Little Yes, who was being looked at by her, must have received a lot of love from a young age.
Yes's father was quite similar to him, with an icy demeanor, wearing a three-piece suit and vest, standing coolly behind the two of them, a man whose privileged class was immediately apparent.
Even though he was not one to smile, the hand he placed on Madam Ye revealed his love for her.
In short, this is a family photo that, at first glance, gives the impression of happiness and contentment.
Fang Ke then said, "Were you this arrogant when you were little, senior?"
Yes was taken aback. He followed her gaze and saw the photo, which made him nostalgic.
He said, "It seems so."
Fang Ke rested his chin on his hand and gossiped, "Doesn't that mean he's always been popular with pretty girls since he was little?"
Unexpectedly, Yes still said, "It seems so."
Fang Ke then gave a cool, dismissive laugh.
He started slicing the various roasted meats on his plate with great skill, saying, "Well, I'm not bad either, we're about even."
Ye Si simply lowered his head, smiled, and remained silent.
This usually cold and lifeless long table has become full of warmth and life thanks to Fang Ke.
After the meal, Aunt Yun and the others did not come out again. However, servants kept coming to help clear away and replace plates and add drinks.
Fang Ke felt a little embarrassed, as if she had been treated like she was in a high-end restaurant.
Fang Ke asked, "Aren't you going to invite Aunt Yun and the others over for dinner?"
"They're not used to sitting together, so they'll probably eat in the side room."
"Your Ye family seems quite feudal, huh?" Fang Ke couldn't help but whisper.
Yes simply chuckled and said, "Yes."
When it was time for bed, Aunt Yun reappeared, smiling at Fang Ke and saying, "Miss Fang, the guest room has been prepared for you. How about you stay tonight?"
Fang Ke understood immediately and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll be there in a bit."
Aunt Yun nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Ye Si, "Young Master, you must be tired from your journey. Go to sleep early."
Yes frowned and said, "Don't bother, Fang Ke will sleep with me tonight."
Fang Ke: "..."
Aunt Yun was clearly surprised that Yes would contradict her so directly, and looked astonished. "But, this is against etiquette..."
"Rituals? Some of the outdated rituals in this family should have been abolished long ago."
Aunt Yun fell silent and stood stiffly in place.
She sighed, "It's a good thing that you brought home a female companion, young master, but you two haven't officially established a relationship yet. What if the master and madam find out..."
Yes's voice had turned cold. "Aunt Yun, have you forgotten that I'm the one in charge of this family now?"
Aunt Yun lowered her head, her face turning ashen, and turned to leave, clutching the bedsheet.
Fang Ke was quite embarrassed and said to Ye Si, "It's nothing, I'll go sleep in the guest room. Sleeping together every day is bad for your health."
Yes: "..."
Yes grabbed her hand and pulled her inside, saying, "Don't think about anything else, come in first."
The door closed, and Yes stood in the center of the room, unbuttoning his cufflinks and bow tie.
Fang Ke sat far away from him, and finally couldn't help but ask him, "...Senior, what's going on with your house? It feels strange everywhere."
"...Are you unhappy?"
Fang Ke shook her head, "It just feels a bit off, but I can't quite put my finger on why..."
She looked out the window. The huge manor was only lit by a few lights, and from a distance, it looked more like a ghost castle.
“Aunt Yun…” Yeston paused and said, “She probably still remembers the marriage my father arranged for me, so she’s wary of every woman who gets close to me.”
Fang Ke: "?"
“I rejected him a few years ago, don’t be angry. I’ve only met that person once.”
Fang Ke smiled coolly, "What do you mean by 'every woman who gets close to me'?"
Yes: "..."
Ye Si couldn't resist going over and pinching her cheek, but Fang Ke brushed him away unhappily.
“Back when I was in school, if a female member of my interest group called my house, she would scold me until I cried. That’s what she meant by ‘getting too close’.”
Fang Ke was shocked and speechless, not believing it. "She's not your mother, why does she care so much about you?"
Moreover, would Madam Ye allow her subordinates to interfere in her son's social life like this?
Ye Si paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "Fang Ke, your intuition is always very accurate. I know where your sense of unease comes from."
Ye Si suddenly cupped her face and looked up. The man's face reflected in her pupils was somewhat pale and eerie.
He said, "My mother died in a fire twelve years ago."
Fang Ke's pupils contracted, and he heard him say again, "My father also committed suicide when I was eighteen."
Fang Ke was completely stunned, watching Ye Si's hand fall down, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"Sorry, I saw you were too excited the whole way, so I didn't explain the situation clearly to you..."
"This house no longer has a male or female head of the household."
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