Chapter 139: Why bother with their expressions

“Be careful, everyone, this is Miss Xinyu’s favorite pastry, and make sure the fruits are washed clean, Miss Shiqing can’t stand even a speck of dirt.”

Having thrown his weight around, Housekeeper Zhou then pretended he just noticed Nan Jiaojiao, “Miss Jiaojiao has arrived?”

Nan Jiaojiao walked straight in, crossed the courtyard, passed through two archways, and headed towards the main house.

Housekeeper Zhou spat behind her, “Country bumpkin putting on airs!”

The main house was bustling with activity.

Old Madam Ye, Su Rong, was seated on a pearwood chair talking affectionately with her two daughters-in-law.

When she saw Nan Jiaojiao come in, Su Rong paused for a moment, turned her head as if to ask who it was, and then looked towards Nan Jiaojiao.

“Jiaojiao, are you back from class?”

Nan Jiaojiao walked over and greeted everyone, “Grandma, Aunt, Uncle’s wife, Mom.”

“Oh, Jiaojiao is here too, quite the rare guest,” Chen Nian stood up, rushed over to pull her, “Your grandma was just talking about you, and here you are.

How’s life outside?

Has anyone bullied you?”

As she said this, Chen Nian’s eyes darted towards Lin Shuyun.

Everyone knew Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t favored.

She had only been brought back a few days ago before Lin Shuyun chased her out.

“Look at you, coming in with presents.

Where would a student get the money from?”

Chen Nian took the bag from Nan Jiaojiao’s hand and presented it to Su Rong, “Mom, look at how filial this child is.”

Su Rong gave a faint smile, glanced over it briefly – it was just an ordinary paper bag with not even a logo on it, probably some cheap street market find.

Her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, “Put it aside.”

Lin Shuyun felt embarrassed and walked over, grabbing Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, “Eat and leave right after the meal, don’t sit around and be an eyesore.

Go find a place to sit in the living room by yourself.”

Ye Shiqing was sitting next to Su Rong, looking at Nan Jiaojiao with a provoking smile.

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at her without much emotion, her eyes cold.

She couldn’t remember when Lin Shuyun started detesting her, treating her like an enemy, wishing that her womb had only birthed Ye Shiqing.

At first, she felt heartbroken, but after several times, she got used to it.

She didn’t plan to stay there and found an inconspicuous place to sit in the living room.

The loveseat was occupied by Ye Linlin, who was sprawled out with a photobook covering her face, showcasing the latest popular male singer on the cover.

“You don’t even want to come back, so why are you here putting up with such attitudes?”

Just as Nan Jiaojiao opened the game interface, she looked up to see Ye Linlin propping up her legs, a look of scorn on her face revealed under the photobook, staring at her.

“It’s grandma’s birthday, so I should come back.”

Ye Linlin curled her lips, “She doesn’t consider you her granddaughter though.”

As she spoke, she muttered under her breath, “I’m just another to make up the numbers anyway.”

Ye Congzheng came over, arranging the cut watermelon on a plate and placing it in front of Ye Linlin, “Sister, have some watermelon.”

Ye Linlin sat up, and several photobooks and albums tumbled down from her stomach and legs.

“Pick these up for me, make sure every edge and corner is tidy.

Serve me well, and when it’s time to divide the inheritance, I’ll give you a bigger share.”

“Okay.”

Ye Congzheng agreed crisply and dutifully squatted down to tidy up.

He looked to be about Bo Qingshan’s age, but there was a hint of humility and eagerness to please in his eyes.

He was adopted by his aunt; it was uncertain whether he was favored, but he was certainly bullied ruthlessly by Ye Linlin.

Luckily, he was good-natured; after he finished tidying, he went over to Nan Jiaojiao and handed her a piece of watermelon, “Sister Jiaojiao, have some too, it’s really sweet.”