"Jianan, your classmate is here?" Su Jianan's mother Yang Yaru came out of the living room.

Su Jianan nodded and introduced the two to Yang Yaru.

Fu Ziwen and Cheng Simian: "Hello, Auntie."

"Hello, don't be polite to come here, just treat yourself as your own." Yang Yaru said as she said to the servant next to her, "Let's prepare lunch now."

"Yes, ma'am."

Yang Yaru said to Su Jianan, "Jianan, take your classmates to the room to study. I will ask you to have a meal later."

"Yeah." Su Jianan looked at the two of them, "Let's go."

"Thank you aunt."

Fu Ziwen and Cheng Simian followed Su Jianan up the stairs. Fu Ziwen patted Su Jianan, "Your mother seems very gentle."

Su Jianan smiled, "Well, she has a good temper, you don't have to be afraid."

"Su Jianan, your house is so big." Fu Ziwen looked around on the corridor, "How many people are in your family."

"My parents and I have just come back and live not long ago. Originally, there was only grandpa, elder brother, and second uncle's family. But apart from grandpa, they didn't live here for a long time."

"Ah... there are still quite a lot of people." Fu Ziwen said.

Cheng Simian was also looking at the surrounding environment. Her family was considered a rich family before, and she had visited many friends' homes. Their homes were all very large and luxurious. However, this house was inexplicably filled with a sense of solemnity and seriousness, and the decorations placed next to them were all ordinary items.

Cheng Simian came to the conclusion that the Su Jianan family was not ordinary wealth.

"Here, it's here." Su Jianan stopped in front of a room door.

Fu Ziwen casually pointed to the room next to her, "Whose room is this?"

Originally, I just asked casually, but unexpectedly, Su Jianan looked serious, "This is my brother's room, don't go wrong."

Cheng Simian glanced at him strangely, "Why."

"My brother doesn't like others to disturb you."

"Oh." Cheng Simian glanced at the door of the room, didn't care, and turned around and said, "Get in."

In the room, the three of them were talking and joking and studying, and time passed quickly.

"QuQuQ."

"Come in."

Yang Yaru opened the door and asked with a smile, "How are you studying?"

"Very good, is there anything wrong with mom?"

"I asked you to have a meal and read the book after the meal." Yang Yaru said, "Simian, Ziwen, Auntie specially cooked a few dishes today. I wonder if you will like it, come and try it."

Fu Ziwen said embarrassedly, "Thank you aunt."

Cheng Simian was a little lost. Yang Yaru looked elegant and intellectual, and spoke softly. She looked at Su Jianan, as if she was looking at the most precious treasure in the world. This is the mother, the mother who devoted herself to her children.

"Simian, let's go." Su Jianan took a few steps and found that the person was not following, so he turned around and waved.

Cheng Simian curled his lips slightly, and he was really envious.

When I arrived at the restaurant, the dining table was filled with exquisite delicacies.

"Mom, where are grandpa and the others."

"Your grandpa and your dad went out to discuss things today, and we only had a few of us at noon." Yang Yaru suddenly said, "Oh, I remember your brother had never left the house today, he should be in the room."

"Madam, I'll call the eldest master to have a meal."

"Okay, go quickly."

Cheng Simian and Fu Ziwen both finished their seats, and Yang Yaru gave them soup, "Jianan has few friends, and it can be seen that he is very happy with you two new friends. Auntie is also very happy. Ziwen, Simian, don't be polite to aunt."

Cheng Simianen said, and his eyes drooped were a little confused, "The soup made by Auntie is very delicious."

"Really?" Yang Yaru said happily, "If you drink more, drink more."

"good."

At this moment, footsteps sounded at the entrance of the stairs.

Yang Yaru turned to the servant at home and said, "Young master is coming down, go and put out the dishes."

Cheng Simian glanced at Yang Yaru. Yang Yaru's cautious look made her a little curious about the eldest young master. Su Jianan mentioned it just now and she was serious. Unexpectedly, even this elder is like this now.

Cheng Simian subconsciously looked over the stairs.

Who is it?

Finally, a figure appeared there, with light gray pants, a simple white sweater, a very simple dress, but it could not cover up his upright posture and his two long legs.

"Bang!" Cheng Simian's spoon slid from his hand and fell into the soup.

Su Jianan looked up at her, "Simian?"

Cheng Simian turned his head blankly at him, then looked at Su Xianyan who was slowly walking downstairs in a daze.

She was already confused now. How could it be... Su Xianyan!

She watched him come over.

He pulled open the chair and glanced at her, but this glance only took three seconds. Su Xianyan moved his eyes away and sat down in the position, picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Yes, I just ate without any surprises or fluctuations, and it seems that I don’t know anything at all.

Under the table, Fu Ziwen reached out and pulled Cheng Simian's pants.

Cheng Simian looked back at her, Fu Ziwen opened her mouth, "He..."

"Ziwen!" Cheng Simian interrupted her in time, "I have figured out the question just now, and I'll write it to you later!"

Fu Ziwen, “Ah?”

Cheng Simian blinked at her, Fu Ziwen understood and secretly glanced at Su Xianyan for a few moments, and stopped talking.

"This kid, why are you talking about the topic after dinner? Let's talk about it after dinner?" Yang Yaru picked up a dish for Cheng Simian and said in disagreement.

Cheng Simian smiled absent-mindedly.

At this time, Su Jianan suddenly said, "Brother, this is my classmate. Today I came to my house to study with me."

Brother, brother... they are all surnamed Su. Su Xianyan once said that he has a cousin, and it turns out that they are a family.

No wonder, no wonder she always felt a sense of familiarity between Su Jianan's eyebrows and eyes, so that's it.

Su Xianyan said kindness, and then Cheng Simian noticed his gaze falling on her. She looked back with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Su Xianyan raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing, and he took care of himself to eat.

Is he pretending not to know her? His eyes were cold and he didn't laugh, and he was not Su Xianyan who she knew well. Cheng Simian felt a little frustrated, but she knew that he had always had a reason for doing things. Since she didn't say she knew her at the beginning, she obediently pretended to see him for the first time.

After a meal, Su Xianyan was very quiet. He quickly finished the meal and stood up first.

"Xianyan, have you eaten?" Yang Yaru said.

"Yes, please use it slowly." Su Xianyan walked upstairs.

After the meal, the three returned to Su Jianan's room.

While Su Jianan was not paying attention, Fu Ziwen asked in a low voice, "Simian, isn't that your uncle's friend? He turned out to be Su Jianan's brother. Why haven't you mentioned it before?"

"I don't know either."

"Ah? Then why did you pretend not to know each other just now?"

Cheng Simian silently and said, "Mosquito, I don't understand either. I'll talk about it after I ask him."

"kindness?"

"I'll go to the bathroom."

"Hey, you don't want to..."

"Shh!"

Cheng Simian sneaked out of the room. She looked at the room that Su Jianan had not allowed to enter before, looked around, and sneaked in.

"Come here so soon?" Su Xianyan casually inserted his hands into his pocket, with a clear smile on his lips, and stood leisurely and lazy next to the bookshelf.

Cheng Simian gently closed the door and walked towards him.

She stood in front of him, staring at him, her eyes dark, as if she wanted to think through.

Su Xianyan bent his eyebrows and his fingers flicked her forehead, and said in a doting tone, "What do you think."

Cheng Simian reached out and grabbed his hand and looked at it. His right hand was wearing a chain inlaid with silver beads.

Cheng Simian curled his lips, "If you hadn't been wearing the chain I gave me, I would have thought you were not the person I knew."

The girl held his hand and tried a little, so he could clearly feel the delicate and softness of her palm. Su Xianyan chuckled, "If it's not me, who else can there be?"

"Su Xianyan doesn't look like I didn't see it." Cheng Simian narrowed his eyes, "What's the intention?"

"Follower, if they know we know each other, they will naturally want to know how they met." Su Xianyan bent down slightly, his voice clear and magnetic, "Let them know that I live with you?"
To be continued...