Xueba's computing system

Chapter 185 It’s all done
Zhang Yan didn’t have much stuff, just a suitcase and a backpack.

"Little Zhang JingGuan," as soon as Zhang Yan entered the door, Xia Ye took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the door and gave it to her, and enthusiastically offered to help her carry things.

"Hello, sister-in-law, just call me Zhang Yan." After saying that, Zhang Yan carried his suitcase and ran straight into his room.

When she came to discuss with Xia Ye, Xia Ye had already arranged a room for her. Zhang Yan went in and saw that the room was very clean. There was a bed, a row of wardrobes against the wall, and a set of tables and chairs. There was a thermostatic kettle on the table, and the bed was covered with sheets and quilts. Even toiletries such as toothbrushes and towels were prepared.

"Sister-in-law, you are so kind. My brother is so lucky to marry you."

Zhang Yan praised Xia Ye with a playful smile, which immediately relieved Xia Ye and Song Xiaoxiao, who were originally feeling a little embarrassed.

Especially Song Xiaoxiao, she had experienced Zhang Yan putting a silver bracelet on her. She was inevitably frightened at this moment.

Xia Ye originally wanted to give up the master bedroom to Zhang Yan, but Lin Yuan was the first to disagree. Since it was agreed that Zhang Yan was her biological sister, how could the younger sister live in the master bedroom? Of course, Zhang Yan herself was not happy about it.

"Xia Ye, hurry up and help your sister-in-law pack up her things." Song Xiaoxiao reacted quickly and followed Zhang Yan's script.

Zhang Yan opened his suitcase, and the three girls worked together to hang the clothes in the closet and put the ornaments on the table.

Lin Yuan was quickly kicked out because there were inevitably some private items inside those clothes.

"Hey~~, you use lipstick too."

"Yeah, but I only use it occasionally, and this shade is too dark. I have a few unopened ones if you want them."

. . .

"This series of care sets is not suitable for winter. Why don't you try mine?"

"Why not?"

"It depends on your skin type. This one is moisturizing and oil-controlling, but I see your skin is not oily. Why not switch to the highly moisturizing one? The moisturizing effect will be better."

. . .

"Sister-in-law, how come your waist is so thin? Did you practice dancing? Teach me too."

. . .

Cosmetics and body management are always the topics that girls are most interested in.

After some chatting, the estrangement between the three of them was much lessened.

This was the first time Xia Ye came into contact with Zhang Yan from a real-life perspective, and she found that many of her previous worries were really unnecessary.

Zhang Yan really treated her as his sister-in-law. The little Zhang Jingguan who was dressed in uniform and looked dignified was actually just a girl who loved to laugh in real life. She didn't have the kind of high-handed pressure that he had imagined.

Zhang Yan is obviously not as professional as Song Xiaoxiao in beauty and skin care. In Song Xiaoxiao's words: she uses expensive skin care products as if they were Dabao worth a few dollars, without considering the suitability for skin type and body constitution at all, and completely ignores the combination of lotion, lotion, cream and essence.

In terms of body shape, Zhang Yan knows nothing about dancing, she only knows how to do military boxing. Although she has a good figure, she always gives people a sense of toughness like Lu Zhishen when she holds her waist and twists her hips.

On the other hand, Xia Ye's every move showed her elegance and gentleness. Even when she was just tidying up her hair, she was emitting estrogen.

"No wonder my brother said that girls should be delicate to be beautiful. If I were a man, I would also like someone like you, sister-in-law."

. . .

Zhang Yan quickly integrated into the group, and Lin Yuan finally put his mind at ease.

There was one more set of bowls and chopsticks on the dinner table, and finally the four of them were able to play mahjong at the table.

It was nice for the four of them to be having fun together, but the sound insulation of the commercial housing was too poor, and the rooms were next to each other, so Lin Yuan and Xia Ye couldn't do anything they wanted.

Zhang Yan's arrival also brought a convenience - this small family finally had a car.

After that, every morning when the four of them got up, Zhang Yan would first send Xia Ye and Song Xiaoxiao to the subway station, and then she and Lin Yuan would start their busy day.

"My sister-in-law is going to tutoring class. You are mine during the day."

Every day when he sees Xia Ye and Song Xiaoxiao walking into the subway station, Zhang Yan always enjoys saying this.

Lin Yuan could only lament, "I'm so busy."

After a few days, the backyard was peaceful, and Lin Yuan finally got down to business.

"Send me to the Blue Label Factory."

"Where is the Blue Label Factory?" Zhang Yan asked as he turned on the in-car navigation.

"A good group is the yellow label, which one do you think is the blue label?"

"Oh," Zhang Yan searched on the map. After fiddling with it for a while, "I can't seem to find it. Does it have a branch in Zijin?"

"What a lousy car you are."

Zhang Yan’s car is good, but if this car engine is put into use at the end of 2024, it will be really a piece of shit.

"Vov's car navigation is notoriously bad. I'll use my phone's navigation."

Lin Yuan said quietly, "Domestic automobiles have worked hard for so long, but they haven't yet sent foreign investment to the grave. It seems that this is the next direction I will work hard on."

"You seem to have a natural liking for subversion."

“It’s not subversion, it’s revolution.”

“Do you dare to speak Chinese?”

"I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll hit me."

"You are my brother now, how could I beat you to death?"

Lin Yuan was shocked. "Is it really the case? Is my nature impure?"

"What are you talking about, let's go!"

The car drove smoothly on the road.

Song Xiaoxiao and Xia Ye were on the subway on their way to the tutoring class.

"Xia Ye, tell me the truth, have you felt bad these days?" Song Xiaoxiao put Xia Ye's head on her shoulder with a kind face.

Xia Ye thought for a while, "I was a little scared at first, but now I'm fine. Zhang Yan looks like Lin Yuan's biological sister."

"Are you really... not feeling uncomfortable at all?"

"As long as... you don't think too much, you won't feel bad."

"Are you worried about the future?"

"I can't explain it. When Lin Yuan and Zhang Yan were talking, we couldn't get a word in. It just felt weird."

"Me too." Song Xiaoxiao looked at her reflection in the subway window. "It's fine if we don't talk about business, but once we start talking about business, I feel like we're just backup dancers."

Xia Ye smiled bitterly while rubbing her elbow, where the injury was from her fall while practicing dancing. "I feel that my life now is both happy and difficult! When I think back to the days when I could even go to a maid shop, I can't even imagine my life now. The money Lin Yuan gave me is simply too much to spend, even if I drink milk tea like water. He doesn't even ask me to do anything.

Xiaoxiao, am I really unsatisfied?"

"Well..." Song Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, "I am quite content. If it weren't for you, my man, I would still be in there. I have imagined countless times when I could live a leisurely life like I do now, but I didn't expect that I would be able to get it easily in the end without having to sell anything."

Xia Ye joked, "Then what do you want to sell?"

"Why are you joking with me like this? Do you really want me to make fun of Lin Yuan?" If Song Xiaoxiao really wanted to betray someone, who could she betray him to? Both of them knew it well.

After Xia Ye stopped joking, he quickly looked dejected, "Xiao Xiao, I must be admitted to Ziyi. I don't want to be a waste."

"Okay, I support you. But I won't work hard. If I were you, I would hug Zhang Yan and cry my heart out."

"why."

"How can there be such a good mistress? She only needs the status of a sister-in-law."

Xia Ye laughed when she heard that. "You are right. The only one who can really help Lin Yuan is Zhang Yan. She has been very good to me. I have thought about it. Why not just leave Lin Yuan."

Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, it was a slightly mocking laugh, "Then you eat and use what you want. I eat and use what I want. I still have a criminal record. I take you to resume my old job? Sister, open your eyes wide, the two of us are the concubines in the novel.

Oh, no, no. You are Teng's concubine, and I am just a maid.

Please have pity on me and don't make things difficult for me. I have worked so hard to get this rich life."

Xia Ye whispered, "I know. I have figured it out now, but I know that these things don't belong to me now. I feel anxious when I think about them. I must be admitted to Ziyi."

"So what if you pass the exam? You will become a famous artist, but you will dance for Zhang Yan. Then you can dance for her now."

Song Xiaoxiao's every strike was a critical hit.

Xia Ye was stunned for a long time before she reacted, "It seems so... But... But besides taking the Purple Arts exam, I really don't know what else I can do."

"That's right. I still need to improve my professional skills." Song Xiaoxiao's temperament has changed now, with a calm expression on her face. But whether she really feels that way in her heart, only she knows.

(End of this chapter)