Chapter 440 Provoke Him
"No!~"
Maomao refused without any explanation.
"What?"
Yaya didn't hear clearly.
“I said, not today.”
"Why not today? Don't you want to see him? He doesn't have classes or filming today, so he can just meet you."
"It's not possible today, let's do it another day."
He was so angry that he didn't want to see the bad guy who kidnapped his sister.
"Maomao, I think you're really weird today..."
Yaya was totally unaware of her brother's complicated thoughts. She continued to mutter to herself as she went into the house, kicked off her shoes, put on her pink slippers, went into the house, and then casually threw herself onto the sofa.
Maomao, who was walking behind, put down the suitcase resignedly, put Yaya's small leather shoes into the shoe cabinet, put on his own slippers, and then put his taken-off sports shoes into the shoe cabinet next to his sister's small leather shoes. After a moment's pause, he closed the door of the shoe cabinet, put on his slippers, and put the suitcase into his room.
When he came out, he saw Yaya eating an apple with her eyes fixed on the TV without blinking.
Maomao glanced over and saw that it was a tearful Taiwanese drama, which made Yaya watch it with great interest.
He didn't say anything, but silently picked up Yaya's homework book and checked the homework. As he read through it, his brows became more and more furrowed. "Is this the homework you wrote? Hmm——"
Maomao's words drew Yaya's attention back from the book she was reading with great interest. Her expression changed immediately and she rushed over in a hurry to grab her homework book.
"Maomao, you are so annoying! Why are you rummaging through my schoolbag? Give it to me now!"
In the past, Yaya always called Maomao brother. I don’t know when it started, probably during the filming period, Yaya started to learn to call him Maomao and refused to call him brother anymore. Until now, calling him Maomao has become a habit.
How could Maomao let her be taken away?
He immediately stretched out his hand, and no matter how hard Yaya jumped, she couldn't catch it: "You haven't told me yet that this homework is full of mistakes. Did you really write it?"
Yaya was stunned.
Her face gradually turned red, and after a while she glared at him fiercely and said in a vicious tone: "What do you care! Maomao, are you going to return the homework book to me?! Okay, if you don't, then forget it..."
She really didn't want the homework book anymore, turned around, picked up her schoolbag, and went back to her room in her slippers.
Maomao sat down slowly, looked at the homework book in his hand, and fell into deep thought.
He and Yaya have only been separated for more than three months. Has everything changed?
In the evening, Huang Xinran and Lu Yunchen returned home and saw Maomao sitting alone on the sofa watching TV. A rich aroma wafted from the kitchen, indicating that the nanny had already prepared the meal.
"Maomao is back? That's great! Hey, isn't Yaya here?"
"Dad, Mom."
Maomao stood up and greeted them, explaining, "Yaya, her friends wanted to go out and play with her. She said she would have dinner outside and told us not to wait for her."
In fact, Yaya said this to the nanny before going out.
That's right, Yaya was angry, so she went out to play and ignored him on purpose. This was because she protested against him for looking through her homework book.
Maomao didn't think he had done anything wrong. It had been like this for so many years, and he could look through Yaya's homework books at will. How could everything change after he had been away for only three months?
He is not used to it.
Huang Xinran didn't notice Maomao's little thoughts. When she found out that Yaya went out to eat again, she just frowned slightly and said, "This kid, Maomao didn't stay at home with his brother after he came back, but went out to play by himself again. Forget it, I'll serve the dishes."
Before she could do anything, the nanny had already brought out the food.
She took over and distributed chopsticks to everyone, then sat down and started eating.
Maomao didn't mean to complain, he just asked about Yaya's academic performance. Knowing that Yaya didn't tell her parents about her declining grades, he also kept silent.
In the evening, Yaya came back very late.
It was past ten in the evening, and the lights in the corridor were emitting a dim glow. She originally thought that everyone in the house had gone to bed, but when she turned on the light, she saw Maomao sitting on the sofa, looking like he was waiting for her, and she was startled.
"Shock! Why don't you turn on the light if you're not going to bed?"
She patted her chest and said, "The bad guys are the first to complain."
"I’m waiting for you."
Maomao was not frightened by her aura. He glanced at his watch and then spoke: "You are a girl, why do you come back so late? Don't you know that your family will be worried about you?"
"Why should they worry? I've already told my parents that I'm going to learn ballet these days and I won't be home until after 10pm every night. Why should they worry?"
Learn ballet?
When did this happen?
Maomao had no idea about this, so no wonder his parents didn't seem worried. It turned out that Yaya had already made things clear in front of her parents.
"You really went to practice ballet? Tell me the truth, what on earth were you doing?"
Yaya didn't seem to be sweating at all, and it didn't look like she was practicing ballet. Otherwise, how could she be so clean and refreshing in such a hot day?
"None of your business!~"
Yaya was impatient to be caught by the other party, so she glanced at him and went back to the house, slamming the door loudly.
Maomao really felt the difference in Yaya, and he became a little depressed. He leaned back on the sofa, staring at the light above his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
The next day, Maomao picked up his schoolbag and went back to school for class.
Yaya deliberately rode her bike away early, leaving Maomao behind. When Maomao returned to the classroom, just as she was about to talk to Yaya, she was called to the office by the teacher to report to her the reason why she was stranded abroad for participating in the competition.
Afterwards, he was called by the teacher to help write the blackboard newspaper.
When he returned to the classroom, it was almost the end of the fourth class in the morning. Sitting in her seat, Yaya pretended not to see him and used her textbook to cover her face that was close to him, so that Maomao could not speak. When the bell rang, Yaya was the first to grab her schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom, fearing that Maomao would pester her.
Maomao was helpless, as he could see that Yaya had a very high liking for the boy named Yan Qing.
It seems that I really need to meet that boy properly.
As a result, when he got out of school in the afternoon, he saw the legendary Yan Qing as soon as he walked out of the school gate, the brat that Yaya kept talking about.
Yan Qing is currently a freshman in high school. Maomao has actually known him for a long time. As a substitute in the high school basketball club, he doesn't have many opportunities to play, but Maomao has met him twice in the occasional appearance. However, the two did not have any communication at the time, and naturally there was no conflict.
But now it was different, with Yaya among them. Now, the look Maomao gave each other was inquiring and warning. And the look Yan Qing gave him was also a bit more judgmental.
At this moment, Yaya was talking to Yan Qing happily, with gestures and drawings on her face, and she looked full of youthful spirit.
Yan Qing raised his eyebrows at Maomao in a provocative manner.
It made Maomao angry.