[That Aunt Li is the aunt of the Huo family on the surface, but in fact, she is... oh my dear little cutie! ]
The voice in my heart suddenly took a turn.
Everyone in the Yan family turned their heads to look. It turned out that it was Ha Xiaoyong who was rubbing against Yan Zhiyu's feet. He even stretched out his cute little nose to pat Yan Zhiyu's legs and meowed coquettishly.
How could Yan Zhiyu endure such temptation?
He immediately picked up Ha Xiaoyong and rubbed his furry little head with his face.
Yan family members: "......"
Ha Xiaoyong, ah, Ha Xiaoyong, why do you have to make trouble at this time? It would be better if you were a second later!
Ha Xiaoyong, who was enjoying the closeness, felt the resentful gazes from people around him.
But it ignored her and turned around in Yan Zhiyu's arms, facing the eyes behind it with its buttocks, with an extremely arrogant attitude.
Yan family members: “.”
Forget it, what could be wrong with a cat?
But what can they do? They really want to know the identity of this Aunt Li!
The Yan family members were all extremely anxious and curious.
Finally, Yan Yihuan cleared his throat and said, "Well, Ah Ran, why do I remember that a female voice often appeared in Huo Yanchen's recordings?"
Yan Yiran glanced at Yan Yihuan.
Although he didn't want to cooperate with him, he really wanted to know the identity of this mysterious Aunt Li.
"...Yes, I noticed that."
"My intuition tells me that this Aunt Li is very special! Ah Ran, who do you think she could be?"
Yan Yihuan showed a thoughtful expression, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing, and sometimes looking up to the sky and shouting...
Yan family members: "......"
It’s true that it has been performed before!
But his performance did successfully regain Yan Zhiyu's attraction.
[Ah, Third Brother actually found out! It is said that this Aunt Li’s identity is definitely the highlight——]
Here it comes!
놚 is here!
The Yan family members all widened their eyes and held their breath.
But at this moment——
"Ms. Zhiyu, the people from the auction are here."
Hearing this, Yan Zhiyu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Someone must have sent her a stone!
"Quick! Please come in!"
The voice in my heart naturally stopped.
Having once again lost the opportunity to learn important gossip, the Yan family members showed painful expressions. Some of them curled up to grab the air, some pulled their hair, and some cried silently...
Yan Zhiyu didn't notice their abnormality.
Since the auction staff came in, her attention has been on the box in their room. Wearing a white mask, she carefully opened the box, and the green stone lay quietly inside.
Yan Zhiyu couldn't wait to stretch out her hand——
"etc!"
Yan Yiqing's face changed as if he had thought of something.
But he was a step too late, Yan Zhiyu had already caught the stone in her arms.
Seeing Yan Yiqing's expression, she was stunned for a moment, then reacted belatedly.
In the end, she came to this world because of the opportunity to hold this stone. What if this stone brings her back to the end of the world?
She couldn't bear to leave the Yan family, and didn't want to go back to the end of the world where they couldn't even eat compressed cookies!
For a moment, Yan Zhiyu's heart was in her throat!
Fortunately, apart from the stone getting hot in her palm, there was no other sign of trouble, which made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.
After the auction staff left, Yan Zhiyu looked at the stone carefully. She had a clear memory of leaving the apocalypse, including this stone.
However, there was something wrong with the stone in front of me...
The stone is still the same stone, but only half of it!
At this time, Yan Zhiyu realized belatedly that the picture in the auction booklet was actually half a block. It was just that she was too excited at the time and did not see it clearly.
"Strange, where is the other half of the stone..."
"Never mind, I'll go find Li Zhan first and study this half piece together!"
Looking at the figure who couldn't wait to go out, Yan Yiqing suddenly had an idea and remembered something.
He quietly pulled Yan Fangwei aside, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Weiwei, when you mentioned Xiaoyu's love affair last time, were you referring to Lu Zhan?"