Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Lin Xiaoyu was startled by their tacit yet forceful attitude and stood there, somewhat at a loss.

She just didn't want to put her and her brother, especially Yang Fan, in a difficult position because of her own affairs.

So she said, "Actually, my home isn't far away, it only takes an hour to walk there, so I'll just treat it as exercise."

"Xiaoyu, what are you thinking about?" Yang Ya walked to her side and took her cold hand:

"You're a girl, coming to our house to wish us a Happy New Year, do you think we'd let you walk back?"

Yang Fan also suppressed his dissatisfaction with Wang De, making his voice sound as relaxed as possible:

"It's alright. My cousin may be unreliable, but he still left a car here."

"Although the car is a bit old, four wheels are always faster than two legs. Getting you back will definitely not be a problem."

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, Yang Ya, who was standing next to him, spoke up:

"Xiaoyu! I have a better idea!"

"Huh?" Lin Xiaoyu was a little confused.

"Anyway, you don't have anything to do when you get back today, right?" Yang Ya whispered in her ear:

"How about you stay at my place tonight and go back tomorrow?"

"Ah? This...this won't do! It's too much of a disturbance!" Lin Xiaoyu shook her head like a rattle.

Staying at someone else's house on the first day of the Lunar New Year is extremely rare in rural areas, unless it's with a very close relative.

"Why not?" Yang Ya explained patiently, "Please let me finish!"

"Think about it, you're staying at my house tonight."

"Tomorrow, after my unreliable cousin returns the car, my brother and I will drive you home in our new car!"

"We're not just giving you gifts; we're coming to your home to wish you a Happy New Year! It's a formal visit!"

"How about I wish your parents a Happy New Year too, and stay at your house a little longer?"

Lin Xiaoyu hesitated after hearing Yang Ya's words.

Tomorrow... the brother and sister are going to visit their own family for the New Year?

Should we stay at her house a little longer?

This is not just a New Year's greeting, but also a form of recognition and a sentiment.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyu was clearly persuaded, Yang Ya pressed on:

"How about it? Just tell me, okay? Let's sleep together tonight, I have so much to tell you!"

Lin Xiaoyu bit her lip, her mind in turmoil.

She secretly glanced at Yang Fan and found him looking at her. There was no impatience in his eyes, but rather a hint of encouragement and a smile.

That slight smile became the final straw that broke her hesitation.

She finally mustered her courage and asked in a low voice:

"Is this... really okay? Won't it be too much trouble for your parents?"

"Why not!" Yang Ya slapped her thigh, and it was done!

She immediately adopted the air of a hostess and began making arrangements:

"It's settled then! Xiaoyu, call your parents later and tell them you had so much fun at my house that I insisted you stay overnight. My brother will take you home tomorrow!"

"We'll sleep in my room tonight, and tomorrow morning, after my cousin returns the car, we'll have lunch at home, and then my brother and I will go to your house to wish you a Happy New Year! Perfect!"

Looking at Yang Ya's excited expression and then at Yang Fan nodding with a smile beside her, Lin Xiaoyu's initial unease and politeness were finally replaced by immense anticipation and a touch of sweetness.

She nodded emphatically: "Okay... alright then... thank you for your time."

Just then, Wang Xiuying and Yang Jianguo, who had almost finished preparing dinner, poked their heads out of the kitchen.

"Xiaofan, Xiaoya, what are you guys talking about? Come and eat!"

The three exchanged a smile and walked together toward the dining room.

Although the dishes on the table were not as plentiful as at noon, they were still steaming hot, home-style, and heartwarming.

As soon as she sat down, Yang Ya couldn't wait to announce her "major decision".

"Dad, Mom, I'm telling you, Xiaoyu isn't going home tonight. She'll be staying at my place for the night!"

"Tomorrow, after my cousin returns the car, my brother and I will drive Xiaoyu home in the new car and also visit her family for the New Year!"

After listening, Wang Xiuying and Yang Jianguo exchanged a glance, their faces practically overflowing with surprise and satisfaction.

"Sure! Of course!" Wang Xiuying was the first to agree, grabbing Lin Xiaoyu's hand affectionately.

"Xiaoyu, we're so happy to welcome you!"

"That's how it should be! You should have stayed home to rest for the night anyway, and your brother can take you home properly tomorrow!"

Yang Jianguo nodded with a smile: "Yes, Xiaoya did a good job. Xiaoyu, don't be shy, make yourself at home."

Yang Fan's parents found Lin Xiaoyu pleasing to the eye in every way.

This girl is sensible, simple, grateful, and humble.

If our son can marry a wife like that, then the Yang family's ancestral graves will be emitting auspicious smoke.

Seeing her parents so happy, Yang Ya became bolder and started complaining to her mother in front of Lin Xiaoyu.

"Mom, you have no idea what kind of person your good nephew Wang De is!" Yang Ya angrily put down her chopsticks.

"You said you'd return the car yesterday, but it's been delayed until today."

"When I called him today, he said tomorrow! He even said it's prestigious to drive our car, let him be smug for one more day!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have really yelled at him over the phone! How can he do things like that? Borrowing other people's things and acting like it's his own, and he even has the nerve to do it!"

Wang Xiuying's smile suddenly became somewhat awkward.

After all, Wang De was her nephew, her brother's son.

Yang Ya's words put her, as a mother, in a difficult position.

"This Wang De... is a bit immature..." she said dryly.

Yang Jianguo noticed his wife's embarrassment. He picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Xiaoya, say less."

"We're relatives after all, and your brother De isn't an outsider."

"The car's already been borrowed, so a day or two late won't be a big deal. It'll be returned tomorrow, right?"

His words were both to comfort his daughter and to help his wife out of a difficult situation.

"Dad!" Yang Ya said angrily, still wanting to say something.

Yang Fan gave her a wink, signaling her to stop talking.

Yang Ya reluctantly shut her mouth, but she was still so angry that she kept poking at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks.

Dinner ended in this slightly abrupt but overall warm atmosphere.

That night, Yang Ya and Lin Xiaoyu slept in the same room, and the two girls chatted until midnight.

Yang Fan, meanwhile, slept soundly through the night in his room, listening to the faint laughter coming from next door.

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