Yan Zhuo: I was wrong.
Yan Can: I forgive you.
Young people's emotions come and go quickly, and they don't need anyone to mediate; they're always perfectly fine.
They were good to begin with.
From childhood to adulthood, Yan Zhuo has never been angry with Yan Can.
Yan Can is the same.
Even when I get angry, it's only because I'm powerless to help myself and I feel sorry for the other person who has to endure so much. But I never let those feelings linger overnight.
“Auntie, please sit down. I’ll take care of Yan Can.”
After Yan Zhu finished speaking, he helped Yan Can into the restroom.
Su's mother thought he was going to squeeze toothpaste and add hot water for Yan Can, but she found that he did everything himself, and Yan Can, as the master, could not control her own body.
This is also what makes Yan Zhuo different from them.
Can Can won't take them for granted like that in the future, maybe she will, but for now there's still a distance between them.
Yan Zhuo is different after all.
No one can replace him.
She sat in the room for a while, and when she saw the two people chatting and laughing in front of her, they suddenly lowered their voices as if they were whispering to each other, she smiled and left the room.
A few minutes later, Yan Zhuo pushed Yan Can out the door.
"Are you done washing?"
Su's mother and her two sons were sitting in the small tea pavilion. When they saw the two of them come out, they came over.
Noticing Yan Can's hair, she exclaimed in surprise, "Did Yan Zhuo braid this?"
Yan Can said, "Anyway, it's not me. I'm smart and my hands aren't clumsy, but I just can't do hair well."
I always wore my hair in a ponytail when I was in school; it saved time and effort.
[I only let Yan Zhuo do my hair when I'm attending certain events.]
This was something that neither Su's mother nor her sons had ever done.
But Yan Zhuo acted very normally. Firstly, he did have the skill, and secondly, he had done it hundreds of times before and wasn't afraid of people finding out.
Su's mother thought it looked good and praised it a few more times before the group went downstairs.
Su Xiangxiang was already waiting downstairs.
Seeing them all come down from the elevator, her expression instantly darkened.
Even a complete stranger, a bastard whose mother is dead and whose father's identity is unknown, can live up there, but she moved down. Does that mean she's not even as good as a stranger?
"Mom, older brother, second brother, older sister..."
The elevator doors opened, and Su Xiangxiang greeted everyone in turn.
The two older brothers were expressionless, Su's mother was also indifferent, Yan Can had nothing to say to her, and Yan Zhuo did not take her seriously at all.
Su Xiangxiang didn't seem to care.
She still wore a cautious and ingratiating smile on her face, but in her heart she harbored an irreconcilable hatred.
She has to wait.
Waiting for the right opportunity.
Once Yan Can dies, everything will go back to the way it was before.
...
From some point onward, the dining table became Su Xiangxiang's nightmare.
Because everyone is doing their own thing at other times, they only get together at the restaurant to talk about light and pleasant topics.
She used to be able to easily draw everyone's attention to herself.
Pampered, helpless, picky, and annoying.
Good and bad both reside within her alone.
But now, she can't participate in their conversations, and their gazes no longer linger on her. Even Su Shaoze's judgmental gaze no longer falls on her.
The breakfast was plentiful and delicious, but Su Xiangxiang found it tasteless.
The voices that used to dote on her, scold her, or question her now felt like knives and poison, making her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, and making every second feel like an eternity.
However, Su Xiangxiang did not leave the stage early, which is quite unusual.
To everyone's surprise, she persevered until the end of breakfast.
Su Shaoze had to go to work, Su Shaozhou had to go on a business trip, and Su's mother also had an event to attend. Just thinking about spending the whole day with Yan Can and Yan Zhuo made Su Xiangxiang feel uncomfortable, so she begged her mother to let her go with her.
But Su's mother said no.
Su Xiangxiang thought that since she had behaved so well at breakfast, hadn't caused any trouble, and hadn't said anything she shouldn't have, her mother should be able to grant her a small request.
But Su's mother refused her.
"Why?"
Su Xiangxiang barely managed to suppress the urge to roar.
But Su's mother simply said, "Once Can Can's foot is healed in a few days, it's time to reveal her identity. It's not appropriate to take you out now."
Su Xiangxiang was almost furious.
What's inappropriate about it?
Yan Can is going to reveal the identity of the eldest daughter of the Su family. Does that mean that she, as the adopted daughter, can't be seen by others?
Su's mother said, "You can go out anytime you want to play, but I can't take you out, lest some fools think that the Su family are all idiots who don't care about their own daughter and only dote on you, this fake heiress."
A fake heiress!
Su Xiangxiang almost ground her teeth to powder as she listened to these words.
How much more attention should we pay to this?
They're practically ready to pluck the moon from the sky and give it to Yan Can. What more could they possibly want?
But Su's mother didn't care whether she was angry or hateful. In any case, Su Xiangxiang would not let them off the hook, so she lost interest in acting.
She was about to leave when she couldn't help but ask Yan Can, "Can Can, do you want to go with Mommy?"
Such blatant discrimination nearly made Su Xiangxiang faint with anger.
She, a young lady who received an elite education from childhood, can't go to such an important venue, but Yan Can, a lame person in a wheelchair, can? Aren't they afraid of embarrassing the Su family now?
Su's mother continued to explain, "The daytime activities are a bit boring. There will be an auction in the afternoon, followed by a charity gala."
If you want to go, she'll have her driver pick you up from home.
Yan Can shook her head. "It's inconvenient for me to go out like this. I'll keep Mom company when my foot is better, then she won't be bored."
Su Xiangxiang thought to herself: Hypocritical!
The country bumpkins and poor kids from the slums, who are clearly full of curiosity about everything in the upper class, pretend to be high-minded and say that it's inconvenient and they don't want to go. Disgusting!
Su's mother said it was alright, she would bring Yan Can a gift later.
As for her family, she had no worries at all.
Yan Zhuo is there.
After Su's mother left, Yan Can said she wanted to go to the small building to take a look. Yan Zhu was about to push her over, but Su Xiangxiang stopped them.
"You're not allowed to go!"
She glared at Yan Zhuo, then feigned sadness and said, "Sister, Xiaolou is private property. How can an outsider like him go there? My elder brother and the others wouldn't agree either."
Yan Can looked up at her, somewhat amused, "Whose private territory?"
Su Xiangxiang was stunned.
It originally belonged to the siblings.
But now, the eldest brother has made it clear that Xiaolou belongs to Yan Can.
Seeing that she was speechless, Yan Can said, "This is my private territory."
Su Xiangxiang wanted to argue but couldn't find a reason. After a long while, she finally said, "But my memories are here too! I also have the right to say no!"
Yan Can said, "It's gone now."
Su Xiangxiang didn't understand at first, but then she suddenly realized and immediately showed an incredulous expression, "What do you mean?"
Yan Can smiled.
“I said, this place now belongs completely to me.”
"My territory, my people, I call the shots."
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