chapter06

Fu Siyan held her slender arm and pulled her closer to him, making her farther away from the pool. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, with a smile on his face.

Rong Huan was so scared that he couldn't speak when he suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was still confused.

Fu Siyan raised his eyebrows and smiled, his voice pressing down very low:

"Little guy, I said that my uncle is not handsome? I was stunned."

Before Rong Huan could answer, a string of silver bell-like voices rang beside him: "Uncle Fu!"

Chen Ru rushed over excitedly when she saw Fu Siyan. Fu Siyan let go of the hand holding Rong Huan's shoulders and smiled at Chen Ru: "Ruru has grown a lot taller again?"

Chen Ru touched her head shyly: "It's only 1.65 meters."

He looked at Rong Huan, who was as short as a small piece, as if he was joking, "Well, he is taller than Huanhuan."

Rong Huan: "..." She is 1.6 meters tall, just wear shoes...

Yang Xue ran over and looked at the strange man in front of her, and was also surprised, "Who are you?"

Yang Shuo just went downstairs and came to introduce himself. When he learned that Rong Huan and Fu Siyan had a relationship with uncle and nephew, he asked them to stay for lunch together.

The three little girls continued to play, and Yang Shuo invited Fu Siyan to have tea.

Fu Siyan nodded, looked at Rong Huan before leaving, smiling. After he left, Yang Xue suppressed the beating girl's heart: "This uncle is so handsome."

Chen Ru Xiaoji nodded, "I told you before, I have a super handsome uncle."

Chen Ru patted Rong Huan in a daze, "What are you thinking?"

"No..." Rong Huan quickly walked aside, and what was lingering in his mind was the sound of Fu Siyan talking to her just now. She touched her hot face and lowered her eyes.

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Originally, Chen Rushi wanted to stay for dinner with Rong Huan, but she received a call from her mother and had to go home. Rong Huan originally wanted to go back with her, but Fu Siyan was here at noon, so he asked her to stay with her.

Yang Xue brought two plates of cherries to the living room and asked the person sitting: "Rong Huan, your uncle likes to eat cherries, right?"

"I have no idea."

Yang Xue pursed her lips, "It's okay, I'll send it up." She went upstairs, knocked on the door, and went in, and saw Fu Siyan and Yang Shuo playing chess.

"Grandpa, you're eating fruit." Put one of the plates in front of grandpa, and then put the other plate on Fu Siyan's hand. The voice was very sweet, "Uncle Fu, do you eat too? This cherry is very sweet."

Fu Siyan thanked lightly, and Yang Xue reported to Yang Shuo well: "Grandpa, I played the piano seriously today, and the teacher praised me."

Yang Shuo smiled: "So good."

"Grandpa, I'll go downstairs." She said, her eyes inadvertently glanced at Fu Siyan, but saw that he had not gone to get the cherries for a long time, and even gave her one look.

She was a little annoyed, and when she came out, she saw the maid holding the white skirt she bought abroad. Her face changed and she no longer had her soft whisper in the study, "The skirt needs to be washed by hand and then dried. I will wear it tomorrow!"

“…yes, Miss.”

She glared at the maid, and went downstairs to see Rong Huan standing in front of her piano, almost stroking her fingers.

Yang Xue frowned and shouted at her: "Don't touch her!" She went to Rong Huan and pulled her back, with a little disgusted in her eyes, "This piano is ordered abroad and is very expensive."

Rong Huan closed her eyebrows and eyes, her voice without emotion: "I'm just looking."

Yang Xue looked up at her, "It's just a piano. What's so good about it? You can't play it."

Rong Huan pursed her lips and turned around, "There is nothing good to look at."

Yang Xue was stunned, grabbed Rong Huan's hand, and smiled again on her face, "Rong Huan, I have no other meaning, otherwise you can listen to me to play one. If this piano is not played, it will be of no value at all."

She sat down, put her fingers on the keys, and was intoxicated. Rong Huan thought she was going to have a super difficult song, but she didn't expect it to be "To Alice".

The song is nice, but it is relatively simple. She played it very seriously. After the end, she raised her head and smiled and asked, "How is I playing it, isn't it?" This song was taken out by her guests from home, and she was responsible for the storefront.

"..." Rong Huan's lips moved, "It's okay."

She clapped her hands and exclaimed in surprise. This reaction made Yang Xue dissatisfied. The word "okay" was too perfunctory. She muttered in a low voice: "How good can you play."

Rong Huan didn't want to pay attention to the lady who was above the top in front of her. She walked to the living room, silently took a cherry and threw it into her mouth. Yang Xue came over again, "Rong Huan, you are the niece of Uncle Fu, why don't you look like him at all."

"We are not our uncles and nephews."

Yang Xue pretended to be clear, "No wonder, I saw that he was not familiar with you at all, and he didn't pay much attention to you."

Rong Huan smiled and asked back: "Then are you very familiar with him?"

"I……"

She couldn't speak.

Yang Xue actually never likes Rong Huan. Rong Huan is beautiful and has a noble personality. Even the monkey she has secretly loved for many years also likes Rong Huan. She is very unhappy. She doesn't want to talk to Rong Huan more, so she continues to play the piano on her own.

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When it was time for dinner, Fu Siyan and Yang Shuo got down from the upper floor. Yang Xue brought the dishes from the kitchen, "Grandpa, Uncle Fu, it's time to eat."

"Yeah, Xuexue is so sensible today?"

Yang Shuo walked to the restaurant, Fu Siyan glanced around and didn't see Rong Huan.

He walked to the backyard, and Rong Huan happened to walk in from the backyard. He lowered his head and saw her hands gray and stuck to the soil. He couldn't help but smile: "Go to mine?"

She put her hands behind her, "There are strawberries in the backyard, I'm just going to check it out."

He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the corner of her mouth, and asked, "Have you eaten a lot of cherries?"

"Ah?" She was stunned.

He raised his hand and gently tapped the fruit stains on the corner of her mouth. Rong Huan reacted and quickly rubbed the back of her fingers against the corner of her mouth. He felt a little sticky and felt embarrassed.

Seeing a blushing color rubbing on her fair cheeks, he curled the corners of his lips, "I like to eat cherries?"

She explained seriously: "It's very sweet, I'll eat more..."

He smiled and thought she was inexplicably cute, "Okay, Huanhuan loves to eat, our family will buy sweet cherries in a few days."

Our home...

She was stunned for a moment, and then the dimples on the corner of her mouth were lit.

Then he patted her on the shoulder, "Go and wash your hands and prepare for dinner."

She slipped to the bathroom, washed her hands, looked up at herself in the glass, and patted her face with water to eliminate the heat.

When we arrived at the restaurant, everyone took the seat. Yang Shuo said kindly: "Come on, sit next to Xuexue."

Rong Huan nodded, looked at the exquisite dishes in front of him, and before he could even use his chopsticks, he heard Yang Xue say, "Grandpa, there is a guest at home today, and I also went to the kitchen to help. Although it was not done well, it's enough that Sister Rong Huan and Uncle Fu like to eat it."

"Okay, okay, good boy." Yang Shuo smiled.

Rong Huan remembered that Yang Xue hadn't gone to the kitchen just now. At most, she shouted at the nanny inside at the kitchen door and added less salt. But she didn't say anything and moved her chopsticks quietly.

With permission, the two girls also drank some red wine.

While eating at the dinner table, Yang Shuo asked Rong Huan how old he was this year, "Is the college entrance examination? Which school to be admitted?"

“S big.”

"It's not bad." Yang Shuo praised.

Yang Xue curled her lips, picked up the yam tablet and threw it into her mouth: "I think S is so big. Last time I went to school, it was just that. The environment was not as good as that of a foreign university. Apart from the music school, S seems to have no other gold medal majors."

The major of S University is one of the best in China, and the teachers they invited are well-known at home and abroad. Yang Xue once applied for this major and wanted to find some connections to be admitted to it, but unfortunately her level was too low and she was rejected.

Yang Xue raised her chin and looked at Rong Huan. Rong Huan just smiled lightly and didn't answer.

Yang Shuo and Fu Siyan talked about work. Yang Xue listened beside him and took the initiative to talk: "Uncle Fu, are you still a university professor? It's so amazing. Which university do you work as a teacher?"

Fu Siyan met her with admiration and took the speech with a faint smile: "I am teaching at S University."

Last second she said that S was not bad. At this moment, when she heard Fu Siyan teach here, Yang Xue's next praise was stuck in her throat.

Rong Huan was shocked. He didn't expect that his profession would be like this. He didn't look like a teacher...

After the topic ended, Yang Xue never dared to speak again and finished her meal honestly.

After the two little girls finished eating, Yang Xue pulled Rong Huan and said, "Grandpa, I'll play the piano for a while, you can eat it slowly."

"well."

Rong Huan had no choice but to get off the table and Yang Xue went to play the piano, hoping to show off her piano skills while Fu Siyan was still downstairs. They would definitely look at each other with admiration.

Rong Huan sat on the sofa playing with her cell phone. After a while, Yang Shuo and Fu Siyan walked out of the restaurant.

Yang Xue glanced at the two of them walking towards her, and immediately played harder, with both voices and emotions. After a song, Yang Xue raised her head and waited for praise. Unexpectedly, she saw Fu Siyan's gaze turning back, looked at the person on the sofa, and said, "Huanhuan, don't you play the piano too?"

Yang Xue was startled, and Yang Shuo spoke first: "Oh? Huanhuan can play it too? Come here, come here and play it, uncle can listen."

Yang Xue stared at her and saw Rong Huan get up and walk towards her step by step. She had no choice but to stand up and let Rong Huan sit down.

Rong Huan looked up and found that Fu Siyan stared at her leisurely, with the corners of his mouth curled, as if he was looking forward to it.

Rong Huan opened the piano score book, looking for the song to play, and flipped down. Yang Xue felt contemptuous, but smiled and said, "The song behind is getting harder and harder."

Rong Huan suddenly closed the koto book and said softly: "I didn't find what I wanted to play."

Yang Xue wanted to roll her eyes. Didn't find it? She said directly that she couldn't even play it, wouldn't it be better if she could not play it?
To be continued...