Dad, I've really gone to great lengths.

Looking at the scenery outside the car, a smile involuntarily curved Hu Yuying's lips.

The consent of her grandparents was the greatest support for herself and also the greatest trust in Brother Long.

She glanced at her phone, which still showed the record of the interrupted video call from Brother Long.

However, Hu Yuying didn't choose to call back immediately.

She wanted to give Brother Long a little surprise when she arrived.

Occasionally, she would also fantasize about what Brother Long was doing now.

He was taking a shower!

After ending the call with Lin Wanning, Long Aotian was really bored, so he simply went to take a shower.

He was going to leave in a couple of days, and taking a shower now was just right!

After taking a shower and returning to his room, he started to blow-dry his hair in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

This feeling came very suddenly, an indescribable feeling.

He subconsciously looked up at the window.

His heart started to beat even more violently, as if there was something outside the window that he was deeply concerned about.

He slowly walked towards the window.

Pulling open the curtain, he saw a figure in a light apricot-yellow dress dragging a suitcase slowly approaching him from afar.

It was too far away to see the face clearly, but a voice in his heart told him that the little girl had come to see him!

Thinking of this, Long Aotian quickly put on his clothes, ran outside while calling Old Han.

Unfortunately, the call didn't go through.

Long Aotian had already rushed downstairs and was now running towards the courtyard gate.

A flash of joy crossed Hu Yuying's eyes. She had been to Brother Long's home once before and knew which floor his apartment was on. She had originally wanted to give Brother Long a surprise, but unexpectedly, Brother Long gave her one instead.

"How did you know I was coming?" Hu Yuying asked softly with a smile, looking at Brother Long who trotted up to her.

She hadn't told Brother Long in advance.

"I did some divination and knew you were coming. That's why I came out to greet you right away!"

"I don't believe it!" Hu Yuying wouldn't believe such a far - fetched excuse. She had known Brother Long for so long, and when did he learn to do divination?

"Where's Uncle?"

It was her first time visiting, and she didn't know what to bring. So after arriving in Haiwan City, she wandered around a store and bought a coat.

"He's out. I couldn't get through to him just now. Let's go home first."

On the way, listening to Brother Long say that Uncle was like a man possessed, eagerly looking forward to her arrival, Hu Yuying blushed.

She pinched Brother Long's lower back with her little hand: "You're talking more and more nonsense. See if I don't pinch you."

Chatting and joking, they had already reached the room.

The room hadn't changed much since her first visit.

"Have a seat first. I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Brother Long, you don't have to go to so much trouble. I'll pour it myself when I'm thirsty."

"Have you had your meal?" Long Aotian put a glass of water in front of Hu Yuying and asked.

"Not yet." Hu Yuying took a sip from the water cup and then bit her lip and asked, "Brother Long, when did you bring this cup back?"

The cup in her hand was the one they won by playing the ring - tossing game at the mall when Brother Long took her there while she was still in Haiwan City.

"This is the first thing a girl has ever given me in my life. Can I not cherish it?"

"There isn't much prepared at home. Have some fruit first. Later, I'll change my clothes and take you out for a meal."

"No, let's cook at home. I'll do the cooking. By the time Uncle comes back, he can have a hot meal," Long Aotian said as he walked into the room and started changing his clothes. "Don't worry about him. He won't go out and starve."

It was likely that he was still drinking with Uncle Zhu at the moment.

The room wasn't big and wasn't very sound - proof. Even when Long Aotian was talking in the room, Hu Yuying in the living room could hear him clearly.

"Okay, then," Hu Yuying whispered, quietly clenching her small hand and looking at the ring on her finger. In fact, she wasn't really ready to meet Uncle yet.

She had been prepared before, but Uncle wasn't at home...

Long Aotian took Hu Yuying to the square. Hu Yuying was more familiar with this place than he was.

Maybe it was because she hadn't been here for a long time. Hu Yuying was excited throughout the whole process.

"That was the place where I used to do part - time jobs. Now it has a new signboard," she said.

"Do you want to go and have a try?"

Long Aotian took Hu Yuying's hand and walked into the shop that had a new signboard but still sold shrimp pots.

They had a great time during this meal.

When they got home, Old Han still hadn't come back.

Long Aotian changed his bedding and put on clean sheets.

"You'll sleep in my room tonight," he said.

"What about you?"

"I'll just sleep beside you casually."

Hearing this, Hu Yuying gave him a disdainful look.

He was always trying to take advantage.

As they were talking, they heard the sound of the door opening.

"Is it Uncle coming back?" Hu Yuying asked in a low voice.

"Let's go out and have a look."

Old Han, who had had a little wine, lay on the sofa and turned on the TV. However, his attention was caught by the suitcase placed beside him.

He was wondering when there had been an extra suitcase at home.

A soft - voiced "Uncle" instantly sobered Old Han up completely.

He turned his head and saw the young teacher standing in front of Long Aotian's room, smiling at him.

He rubbed his eyes.

"Stop rubbing. You're not drunk," Long Aotian said with a smile. "Happy New Year, Old Han. Hurry up and get a red envelope ready."

"You brat," Old Han knew that Long Aotian was joking with him.

He wasn't angry. He looked at Hu Yuying and said, "Wait a moment, young teacher. Uncle will go and wrap a red envelope for you."

"No need, Uncle. You can just call me Ying."

Looking at the two of them standing together, Old Han quickly wrapped a red envelope and handed it to Hu Yuying.

"Take it. Welcome to your boyfriend's home. I'm really happy!"

Hu Yuying gently pinched Long Aotian. The words were too ambiguous, especially in front of the parents. She was so embarrassed...

Old Han chattered with Hu Yuying for a while. In short, he said that if Long Aotian dared to bully her, he would take care of him and break his legs.

"All right, all right. I won't bully her. You go back to your room and go to sleep," Long Aotian said.

The little girl didn't like the smell of alcohol. Long Aotian helped Old Han back to his room.

Suddenly, Old Han sobered up completely. "Son, do you think I acted well? To create some alone time for you two, your dad really went through a lot of trouble."

"You weren't drunk?"

"This little bit of wine is nothing. Go out. Don't keep Ying waiting."

As he said that, he even pushed Long Aotian out of the room.

Watching Long Ge being pushed out of the door, Hu Yuying said amusingly, "Got kicked out, huh?"

After Uncle went back to his room to sleep, Hu Yuying gradually plucked up more courage.

"Yeah, I got kicked out. Please take me in!"

"Stay in the living room then..."

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