I was born and listened to my neighbor's older sister talk about her family of origin.

That "A-Ye" was crisp and clear, like a small pebble thrown into Jiang Ye's heart, rippling out warm waves.

He ran over in a few steps and pulled two tissues from the side pocket of his backpack.

"Why are you running? It's so hot."

The boy's voice, with its unique husky quality typical of puberty, didn't sound rough at all; instead, it was wrapped in an indescribable gentleness.

Xu Zhiyu took the tissue, wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at Jiang Ye, and spoke in a cold but very straightforward tone.

I want to see you soon!

As she spoke, she looked Jiang Ye up and down.

"You've grown taller, stronger, and darker."

"And he's gotten even more handsome."

Jiang Ye added a sentence.

"Yeah, he's even become narcissistic."

Xu Zhiyu burst out laughing.

She reached out and grabbed Jiang Ye's wrist, her skirt trailing behind her in a cheerful arc.

"Come on, I'll take you to my house."

The gate of Villa No. 3 is made of heavy solid wood, exuding an understated luxury.

Xu Zhiyu skillfully pressed her fingerprint, and the door opened with a "beep".

A woman in her fifties walked in through the door. She had a kind face and was wearing a neat uniform.

"Miss, you're back so soon?"

"Yes, I'm back."

Xu Zhiyu's expression was no longer as cheerful as when she was facing Jiang Ye; it was slightly colder, but her tone was still very polite.

As she spoke, she pulled Jiang Ye into the entrance hall. The pleasant temperature inside the villa, along with a faint fragrance, instantly refreshed Jiang Ye's restless mood, which had been a bit agitated by the scorching summer sun.

Hmm, that's the smell of rich people.

Aunt Liu's gaze involuntarily swept over the two people in front of her.

She had been taking care of Xu Zhiyu here for two years, and this was the first time she had seen such a vivid and lively expression on the young lady's face.

This girl, who is usually quiet at home and polite to everyone, yet always keeps an invisible barrier between her and others, seemed to be bathed in sunlight at this moment, her whole being radiant.

The source of all these changes was the young man that the young lady was holding hands with.

Aunt Liu's gaze fell on Jiang Ye.

The boy was dressed in a simple white T-shirt and canvas shoes, looking clean and refreshing.

The brand of his clothes is obviously no-name, so his family is probably not well-off.

They must be friends that Miss made before she came to the Song family.

Logically speaking, someone of that age and with that family background should feel awkward and uneasy coming here.

But he didn't. From the moment he entered until now, he has remained calm and composed, without the slightest hint of restraint.

No wonder the young lady likes it.

"Uncle Song and my mom aren't home today."

Xu Zhiyu changed into slippers and took a new pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet for Jiang Ye, speaking to him in a seemingly lighthearted tone.

"I let them go out for some alone time."

Jiang Ye paused in changing his shoes and looked up at her.

Clearly, Xu Zhiyu didn't want him to see anything, so she deliberately sent the two away.

Xu Zhiyu seemed to notice the change in Jiang Ye's expression, but she didn't want to say anything more, and simply smiled:

"Didn't you want to tour the villa? Sit down for a while, have something to drink, and I'll show you around later."

She pressed him down onto the expensive-looking leather sofa in the living room, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Not long after, she came out carrying a bowl of mung bean shaved ice and a plate of chilled watermelon.

Jiang Ye was thirsty, so he took it and gulped it down without any hesitation.

Xu Zhiyu watched him with a smile.

"Ha~"

Jiang Ye finished the mung bean smoothie in a few bites and then picked up a piece of watermelon to eat.

Seeing Xu Zhiyu's expectant expression, he immediately had a sudden inspiration and asked, "Who made this mung bean smoothie?"

"Hehe, I made it."

Xu Zhiyu rested her elbows on her knees, cupped her face in her hands, and smiled, looking like she wanted to be praised.

"Is it tasty?"

Jiang Ye was about to give a thumbs up and exclaim that it was absolutely delicious when an inappropriate voice came from beside him.

"Ew~~ Is it~ delicious~?"

That sarcastic and sarcastic tone is infuriating.

Xu Zhiyu's smile gradually faded, and she looked up. Jiang Ye also looked up.

Their living room had a high ceiling and connected to a corridor leading to the rooms on the second floor.

At that moment, above them, a boy who looked quite young was leaning on the railing, looking at them with a mocking and malicious expression.

"You poor bastards bring your poor relatives to my house to freeload, have you no shame?"

As he spoke, he stuck his tongue out at the two of them and made a face.

Jiang Ye remained expressionless, looking at Xu Zhiyu: "Who's this little brat?"

Xu Zhiyu said calmly, "Uncle Song's son is named Song Zixuan."

"You're not allowed to call me by my name!!"

Song Zixuan immediately bristled when he heard Xu Zhiyu call his name.

"Let me tell you, I don't acknowledge you as my sister, and I don't acknowledge your mother as my mother. You'd better take your poor relatives and get out of my house right now!!"

Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen and looked at the scene with some worry.

Although the young master's attitude towards the young lady is not usually very good, he has never been this fierce before; at most, he is just not close to her.

But today, Miss finally brought her friends home, so why is Young Master acting like he's about to explode?

What's wrong?

Xu Zhiyu lowered her eyes slightly, said nothing, but smiled at Jiang Ye and said, "Let me take you to my room first."

Jiang Ye stood still.

Xu Zhiyu tugged at his sleeve and urged softly, "Let's go, ignore him."

Clearly, she wanted to take Jiang Ye away to hide somewhere else first.

but.

hide?

This is not Jiang Ye's style.

If Xu Zhiyu backs down today, she will be even more inferior to others in the Song family in the future.

This girl is really easy to bully; even something like this can ride roughshod over her.

This trip was definitely the right one.

If I can't handle Cheng Jinglan and that guy surnamed Song right now, can't I handle you, you little brat?

He brushed Xu Zhiyu's hand away and looked up at Song Zixuan on the second floor.

His gaze was calm, devoid of anger or hesitation, displaying only the indifference of an adult scrutinizing an ignorant child.

That casual glance made Song Zixuan, who was about to continue his mockery, freeze in his tracks.

He had seen that look before his father got angry.

Subconsciously, he felt a little uneasy.

"Get down."

Jiang Ye spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried a resounding weight in the empty living room.

Song Zixuan gripped the wooden railing tightly, his neck stiff as he shouted, "This is my home! Why should I listen to a poor relative like you?"

Jiang Ye scoffed, "Just because I'm fourteen this year, two years older than you, I'm practically your older brother."

"Didn't your elders teach you how to talk to people older than you?"

He can lie without batting an eye.

These past two years of training at Kyokushin Martial Arts School haven't been for nothing. With his 1.6-meter height and broad shoulders, he could easily pass for 14 or 15 years old.

In contrast, Song Zixuan, at twelve years old, was only a little over 1.5 meters tall, instantly making him seem much shorter in stature.

Seeing Jiang Ye claim to be fourteen years old without batting an eye, Xu Zhiyu glanced at him, suppressed a smile, and didn't expose him.

"Bullshit! Who do you think you are!"

Song Zixuan's face flushed red. This kid actually dared to put him in his place on Song family's turf.

"All talk and no action, huh?"

Jiang Ye lifted his eyelids slightly.

"If you're so capable, solve problems the way a man would."

The word "man" struck a nerve with the twelve-year-old boy.

Song Zixuan burst down the stairs like a firecracker, sneering, "Ha, a man, huh? Let's fight if you dare..."

His voice trailed off.

He went downstairs intending to beat up Jiang Ye, but when he got to the other man, he realized that the two were not in the same physical category, and he immediately became a little timid.

Oh no, this idea is a bit tricky.