Chapter 85: Aunt Ye’s Authoritative Command
“Ka~”
Saturday morning.
Aunt Chen’s room on the first floor opened, and the slightly older Aunt Chen got up early to clean and prepare breakfast.
As she pushed open the door, she didn’t expect to see Ye Lan, already sitting at the dining table with a frown, wearing a nightgown and holding a steaming coffee cup.
Seeing this, Aunt Chen was momentarily taken aback and asked, “Miss, why are you up so early today?”
Ye Lan supported her cheek with her hand, a few strands of hair slipping through her fingers. She glanced at Aunt Chen and said, “Ah, Aunt Chen, morning.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Nothing, just can’t sleep.”
As she spoke, Ye Lan took a sip of her coffee.
Aunt Chen smiled faintly and came to her side, “That’s good then. I’ll go make breakfast and clean up a bit.”
“Okay.”
Ye Lan mumbled her reply, still somewhat distracted.
She was just pondering over what happened last night.
She saw her daughter sneak out of Yan Huan’s room in the dead of night with something in her hands. She wasn’t sure if it was Little Huan and her daughter sneaking around or something else.
Last night, Ye Lan sensed her daughter’s intent to conceal but didn’t confront her directly, leaving her daughter with a way to save face.
However, the more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed.
If it were Shiyu and Little Huan developing feelings for each other and secretly meeting behind her back—
Then how did Shiyu get the guest room key?
No matter how she thought about it, it felt—
Ye Lan shook her head and quickly took another sip of coffee to calm herself.
It was just a baseless thought; why suspect Shiyu like this?
Even if Shiyu was peculiar, she wouldn’t do such a thing.
“Sizzle~”
With the sound of frying from the kitchen and the extractor fan, Ye Lan sat quietly for a while with her coffee.
Before long, she heard light footsteps approaching behind her.
Turning around, she saw Meow-chan with her tail high, looking up at her playfully, “Meow~”
The cute cat gradually warmed Ye Lan’s pale nerves. She reached out and rubbed Meow-chan’s fluffy head, saying, “Meow-chan, you’re up?”
“Meow~”
“So good.”
“Good morning, Aunt Ye.”
With Meow-chan appearing, Yan Huan was of course awake.
Turning back, Ye Lan spotted the handsome boy yawning as he walked out with a few pieces of dirty laundry.
“Morning, Little Huan.”
Yan Huan smiled faintly, heading toward the laundry room to drop off his dirty clothes.
After he came back with empty hands, he sat down at the dining table and yawned again.
Noticing this, Ye Lan asked, “Didn’t sleep well last night?”
Yan Huan smiled softly again, rubbing his shoulders, confused. “A bit, I’m not sure why, Aunt Ye, but I feel especially tired this morning.”
Tired?
Ye Lan stared at him intently, scrutinizing his expression and secretly collecting any useful information.
“Breakfast is here.”
Before long, Aunt Chen brought out toasted bread, jam, fried eggs, and hot banana milk.
A classic Western breakfast. Yan Huan thanked her and started eating.
While Yan Huan was distracted by his meal, Ye Lan asked, “Does Little Huan have a habit of locking his door when sleeping?”
“…”
With jam on his plate, Yan Huan showed an embarrassed expression and said, “Yes, it’s a habit from the South District. After all, the environment there is a bit sketchy, so we usually lock our doors when sleeping at home.”
Confirmed, Little Huan locks his door when sleeping.
Ye Lan nodded and took a sip of banana milk, then asked, “Little Huan, what do you think of Sister Shiyu?”
“What do you mean?”
Yan Huan looked up at Ye Lan, pondering for a moment before saying with a smile, “Hmm, I feel like Sister Shiyu is very capable, seems to know everything. But she rarely shows any expression, doesn’t like to smile, and… I don’t know if it’s just my impression, but…”
“Your impression?”
“Hmm.”
Yan Huan looked at Ye Lan as if choosing his words carefully. “Sometimes it feels like Sister Shiyu’s gaze is a bit intimidating.”
Ye Lan was slightly taken aback, watching Yan Huan’s expression in silence for a while before saying, “Mm, Shiyu isn’t good at conversing, so sometimes even I don’t know what she’s thinking.”
In just a few sentences, Ye Lan had gleaned several pieces of information from Yan Huan’s replies.
1. Little Huan locks his door when he sleeps.
2. Little Huan knows nothing about last night’s events.
3. There is no ambiguous relationship between Little Huan and Shiyu.
Then what was Shiyu doing last night?
Thinking this way, no matter the possibility, her chest felt a pang of pain.
She didn’t ask further, merely managing to down her coffee and finish her milk.
After breakfast, Aunt Chen began cleaning, and Yan Huan went upstairs to sit for a moment. Ye Lan played with Meow-chan in the living room.
Ye Shiyu typically woke up a bit later on weekends, just like when Yan Huan previously visited; it wasn’t yet time for her to be active, even at eight.
Watching the adorable black cat rolling in front of her, revealing its belly, Ye Lan’s heavy thoughts finally lightened a bit.
Sitting on the sofa, she absentmindedly teased Meow-chan with a leaf she plucked from a nearby potted plant.
“Meow~”
Meow-chan glanced at her, seemingly bored, then turned to scamper towards the laundry room.
Watching it leave, Ye Lan’s gaze went blank, and her “cat toy” continued to sway in her hand.
“Bang!”
It wasn’t until she heard something fall in the laundry room that Ye Lan snapped back to reality.
She sighed and stood up, speaking as she walked towards the laundry room, “Meow-chan, what mischief are you up to now?”
“Meow~”
As Ye Lan reached the laundry room door, she saw the laundry basket containing Yan Huan’s dirty clothes had toppled over, and the naughty black cat was rummaging through the pile.
“You naughty thing, Meow-chan, you knocked brother’s clothes all over the floor.”
“Meow~”
Ye Lan walked over, scolding Meow-chan.
Just as she was about to pick up the plump black cat and reassemble the scattered clothes, something caught her eye where Meow-chan was pawing.
It seemed she saw a small item that didn’t belong amidst the clothes?
Ye Lan frowned and quickly picked up the garment.
Carefully exploring the neckline, she leaned in for a closer look.
Eventually, on the inner side of that collar, she saw the stitched three characters: “Ye Shiyu.”
Ye Lan’s eyes widened, a chill shooting up her spine.
“Meow~”
“…”
Meow-chan continued to paw around beside her. Ye Lan quickly set the shirt down and grabbed another piece.
After a moment of searching, sure enough, she found another instance of her daughter’s name embroidered in a hard-to-find spot.
Seeing this, Ye Lan seemed to lose all energy, closing her eyes in despair.
After holding the clothing in silence for a long time, she darkened her expression and quietly stood up, turning to leave the laundry room.
“Aunt Chen!”
“Eh? Miss, what’s wrong?”
On the second floor, Aunt Chen, who was cleaning, poked her head out, listening to Ye Lan’s words from below, “Later, I’ll call the driver over to take you to the supermarket to pick some things, like a water dispenser. Choose the best one you can find.”
Aunt Chen opened her mouth, wanting to say something and that it’d be better for someone else to handle this.
But she vaguely sensed that Ye Lan’s calm tone held a tinge of thunder.
This was a manifestation of Ye Lan’s great anger.
“Alright, Miss.”
She nodded, no longer cleaning, turning her attention down the stairs.
“By the way, call Little Huan down here.”
“Hey, Little Huan!”
On the first floor, Ye Lan rubbed her brow, her fingers lightly tapping on her phone, seemingly contacting her subordinates.
“Aunt Ye, what’s up?”
The boy who had just visited the previous day walked over in confusion, making Ye Lan pause her phone actions slightly.
She looked at Yan Huan, who seemed completely unaware, like he was still in the dark about everything, and with an apologetic smile, she said, “Little Huan, um, Aunt will be dealing with something with Shiyu this week. The driver will be here shortly; you and Aunt Chen can head out first. After dropping off Aunt, the driver will take you back to the South District.”
“Ah…”
Yan Huan blinked and responded, “Okay, Aunt Ye. I’ll go tidy up my things.”
“Mm, sorry about this, Little Huan. Next time you come to the house, I’ll personally come to pick you up.”
Watching Yan Huan pack up and say goodbye while holding Meow-chan as he left the house, Ye Lan’s smile gradually faded. Looking at the fresh cup of banana milk, she was lost in thought.
She quietly sat in the dining room until, after a few minutes, footsteps echoed down the spiral staircase.
“Tap tap.”
Ye Shiyu, dressed in a casual dress, walked down and was slightly taken aback by the unusually quiet mansion.
Her mother sat quietly at the dining table, leaving only her silhouette.
In the entire room, it seemed an immense pressure surrounded Ye Shiyu.
An ominous premonition surged in her chest, causing her to nervously bite her lip.
“Morning, Mom.”
“Mm.”
Ye Lan rubbed her forehead and, looking at the toasted bread on the table, said, “Come over, have breakfast.”
“Okay.”
Ye Shiyu walked over but turned back to glance at the quiet surroundings, asking, “Where’s Aunt Chen?”
“Out shopping.”
Ye Shiyu sat down, quiet for a few seconds, then asked, “Little Huan? Hasn’t he woken up yet?”
“…”
Hearing this, Ye Lan lifted her head, frowning as she looked at Ye Shiyu.
Just one glance caused the piece of bread Ye Shiyu was about to pick up to drop back onto the plate as if losing all weight.
Ye Lan looked at Ye Shiyu and said softly, “I sent Little Huan away. He’s returning to the South District.”
“Why’s he leaving?”
“Why do you think?”
Ye Lan frowned and pulled out the clothes Yan Huan left behind hidden on the chair, tossing them onto the dining table.
“Tell me, why does Little Huan’s clothing have your name embroidered on it?”
Ye Shiyu’s eyes widened, and an overwhelming sense of guilt surged within her.
“I—”
Ye Lan’s frown deepened as she took a deep breath, stabilizing her emotions, “I’ve sent everyone away and didn’t tell them anything. Now it’s just us, so tell me, why?”
But Ye Shiyu seemed unable to speak, just slightly avoiding her mother’s gaze. Ye Lan’s face darkened, and she slammed her palm on the table, making a loud “Bang!”
“Look at me! Speak clearly!”
The sudden loud noise startled Ye Shiyu, causing her to tremble, her pale face turning even whiter as she glanced at the tension rising in Ye Lan’s forehead.
Trembling lips, yet she couldn’t utter a full sentence, “Mom, I… I just…”
Ye Lan didn’t interrupt her explanation, but even so, Ye Shiyu couldn’t explain a thing.
Such performance only aggravated Ye Lan’s rage.
“Last night, you didn’t step out of the house at all! You unlocked Little Huan’s door and went into his room! What were you doing in the middle of the night in someone else’s room?”
“I—”
Yet again, nothing would come out.
“I saw it with my own eyes last night; you lugged a suitcase in. That suitcase should still be in your room, right? If you don’t talk, I’ll go check it myself and see what’s inside that suitcase!”
Ye Lan, with a cold expression, stood up and turned to head upstairs.
Seeing this, Ye Shiyu panicked immediately.
She stood up, pale, grabbed her mother’s hand, and pleaded, “Mom—”
“Let go!”
If her mother were to see what was inside that suitcase and then tell Little Huan—
The more she thought, the more anxious she became.
Her eyes reddened, tears streaming down her face, quickly brushed away by Ye Lan.
“Mom, I—”
Ye Lan grew even angrier at the sight. She turned back, letting go of Ye Shiyu’s hand with a firm shove, saying, “Are you going to say something or not? If not, I’ll go see for myself!”
“… It’s… it’s a male enhancement pill, and some… male toys.”
At those words, Ye Lan’s head felt like it went blank.
She thought, no matter what, it could only be some embarrassing things.
But she never expected—
It’s something like this?
Still, during Little Huan’s sleep.
No wonder…
No wonder Little Huan said he felt a bit tired earlier.
“Kneel.”
Ye Shiyu glanced at her mother, only to see that although Ye Lan was keeping a stern face, her eyes were already red.
Her sharp gaze made Ye Shiyu’s legs go weak in an instant.
“I said kneel! Did you not hear me? Ye Shiyu!!”
Tears streamed down as Ye Lan stormed towards the laundry room and swiftly brought back a hanger.
While approaching Ye Shiyu, she said angrily, “All these years, whatever you wanted, I’ve done everything to satisfy you. Even if I knew you were possessive, I didn’t blame you.
“Because I knew I owed you. If only I handled your father’s matters a bit better, you wouldn’t have turned out like this.
“And now? Look at you! You’ve become a downright pervert!!”
Hearing Ye Lan’s voice, thick with tears, Ye Shiyu wanted to comfort her, but from behind came a sharp sting.
“Slap!”
The hanger struck, making her gasp in pain.
Ye Lan was hitting hard.
Her own tears began pouring down too.
“Mom—”
But Ye Lan was utterly unaffected, with inner pain matching the injury on Ye Shiyu’s body.
She wiped her tears, looking at her daughter, furious, and said, “Your godmother left so many years ago, leaving behind just one child in Linyi Gate. I thought coming here to take care of him might help you become more cheerful, so I brought him home.
“For all these years, he could take care of himself in that chaotic South District. Yet here, a place he could call home and relax, he was violated by the one he considers a sister.
“How should I explain this to your godmother? How should I explain it to Little Huan? How should I explain it to other elders?!”
“Ye Shiyu! Tell me, have you lost your humanity?!”
Without a pause, a hanger swatted down again onto Ye Shiyu’s back, forcing her phone from her grip, shattering a corner of the screen.
The phone, which had never lit up with a purple vortex, drained of battery little by little until it was utterly ruined.
Yet Ye Shiyu still didn’t dare to fight back, tears streaming as she turned to look at Ye Lan, who was also in tears, behind her.
“Wuwu.”
“Ye Shiyu, what on earth have you been thinking? Is your brain made of glue? Why would you do such a thing?”
In an empty living room, where disaster had struck her phone, the crying Ye Shiyu seemed to be the most real version of herself.
She stared at Ye Lan, biting her lip, quivering as she said, “I… I just… like Little Huan.”
“Like?”
Ye Lan looked at her daughter in disbelief as she began to explain.
Tears rolled down as she recounted how she had initially rejected Little Huan’s kindness and tried to drive him away.
Of course, she omitted the mention of hypnosis.
She even told Ye Lan how Little Huan had sensed her rejection and ultimately decided to leave.
“I just felt guilty because it was the first time… Wuwu, the first time someone treated me like that. But every time I see Little Huan being welcomed by others at school, seeing him smile at someone else, I… I just…”
Ye Lan wrinkled her brows and looked at Ye Shiyu, stating, “So, that’s how you treat him?”
“I—”
“You like Little Huan? Don’t joke around. What you feel isn’t truly ‘liking’.”
Ye Lan approached Ye Shiyu, speaking clearly word by word, “You see him as your possession, that’s all. Your feelings for him aren’t of genuine care for a person, you know?!”
Ye Shiyu’s eyes widened, looking at her tearful mother with disbelief.
“Just because you went against your own will, you dared to take advantage when Little Huan wasn’t aware?
“Your will is your will. Does Little Huan’s will count for nothing?
“Only complying with your own desire and not considering others’ will, is that what you call love?”
“Do you like the Little Huan who smiled at you that night and treated you kindly? Or the one who’s dull and unresponsive?”
Ye Shiyu’s posture of kneeling gradually crumbled, turning into sitting on her legs.
As she looked at her mother, more and more tears spewed forth until her face was entirely wet.
“Mom… I… I really don’t know what to do.”
Ye Lan regarded her daughter, feeling increasingly distressed.
After a moment of silence, she calmed down and finally said, “Little Huan was nice to you, showing kindness, and that’s why you came to like him.
“Even if you don’t know what to do, can’t you learn from him?
“Besides doing things that scare or terrify him, have you ever shown Little Huan kindness? Showed him your good side?”
Ye Lan extended her hand to cradle Ye Shiyu’s tear-stained face and said, “True love isn’t about getting things your way. You can’t fulfill it just by satisfying a physical desire.
“Even if we’re talking about love, you need to understand this concept before we talk about anything else.”
A steady stream of hot tears fell from Ye Shiyu’s cheeks into Ye Lan’s palm as she looked down, her expression darkening too.
She just couldn’t understand; she’d tried everything she could to guide her daughter on the right path.
But her daughter still…
In this moment, she truly felt grateful for Yu Lu.
Grateful she had a child who had already grown into something exceptional without needing direct guidance, so she wouldn’t have to worry daily from up above.
After a moment of silence, Ye Lan’s expression shifted to one of resolve.
If Ye Shiyu wasn’t her daughter, someone who acted this way would undeniably be taken by the police.
Now that she was still here, she had to teach her firmly.
Otherwise, if it led to a disaster in the future, it’d be her fault for not taking care of this child and not for society.
She raised her gaze, staring into Ye Shiyu’s eyes, hardening her words, “Ye Shiyu, starting today, all external activities are canceled. I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up after school.
“I won’t allow you to see Little Huan, nor allow you to contact him.
“You know my methods. Don’t worry; I’m aware of everything regarding you at school.
“If you dare defy me—”
Ye Lan glared with an intimidating gaze, every word filled with unyielding authority.
“The first time, I will tell Little Huan everything you’ve done.
“The second time, I’ll transfer you away from the South District to another school in Linyi Gate.
“The third time, I’ll drop everything and send you back overseas.”
Ye Shiyu, with tears streaming, instinctively shook her head in rejection, but Ye Lan’s grip wouldn’t let her move.
In this moment, Ye Lan was no longer the gentle mother but the adamant CEO of Linyi Gate.
“Calm down and think it through, understand what love is and what possessiveness is.
“Once you’ve worked those out, then we can discuss anything else.”
With that, she stood up to leave.
But just before she did, she suddenly recalled something, not turning back as she continued speaking to Ye Shiyu, “I’m not some outdated mother. If, in the end, you really like Little Huan and can pursue your love naturally,
“I will support you both being together, and I’ll help solve any remaining difficulties.”
Ye Shiyu was taken aback, tears brimming as she looked at her mother’s retreating figure.
But Ye Lan had already dropped the bent hanger onto the floor, making a soft “Clang!” noise.
Upon seeing that hanger, Ye Shiyu finally noticed the excruciating pain spreading across her back.
It seemed her back must be turning blue.
“As for now, you will take off everything you’ve embroidered on Little Huan’s clothes.
“Then wash those clothes and present them to me for inspection. I’ll return them to him.”
With that, Ye Lan turned and began climbing upstairs, leaving Ye Shiyu staring blankly at her shattered phone on the ground, tears falling again.
After hearing her mother’s words, she couldn’t help but question if she truly had done something wrong.
If using hypnosis to forcibly claim Little Huan was right—
Then why was she so terrified upon hearing that her mother would tell Little Huan about it?
Deep down, what she truly desired—
Was it the blank-faced, doll-like Little Huan or the one who smiled at her that night?
Ye Shiyu didn’t know; she could only stare blankly at the broken phone.
“Kaka Kaka~”
In the room, a phantom-like black cat seemed to relish the dramatic scene.
It quickly turned and the next moment appeared on the shoulder of the handsome boy waiting outside the villa.
Whispering, it relayed everything that had transpired to Yan Huan.
Hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly taken aback, but before he could speak, the cat carried a piece of shimmering, spider-web-like crystal and meowed, “Aunt Ye’s actions not only shattered Shiyu’s phone, but also gave her a piece of modifier fragment.”
“…”
Yan Huan opened his mouth and finally only managed to chuckle, “Aunt Ye, you truly are a figure of absolute authority!”
Meow-chan tilted its head, swallowing the fallen fragment, happily saying, “But with Ye Lan stepping in, things will finally calm down on Shiyu’s side, and we can have some peace.”
However, Yan Huan smiled and shook his head at the words.
Standing outside the villa, watching the black trolley car slowly approaching from afar, he said to Meow-chan, “It’s not over yet.”
“Meow?”
Yan Huan turned to the perplexed Meow-chan and said, “This is just the second step of the plan.”
“…Second step?”
Yan Huan nodded, not providing any specific explanations but reminded Aunt Chen, who was adjusting her reading glasses while using her phone, “Aunt Chen, the car is coming.”
“Oh, oh.”
Aunt Chen stood up, smiling slightly, and followed Yan Huan onto the black trolley car as it quickly drove towards the neighborhood exit.
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