C95

Since taking his leave of absence, Jane had always been living in her hometown without finding another place to stay. Firstly, she didn't like staying in a cold hotel, and secondly, Pan Wenfang was too intimate to let her go elsewhere.

These few days, he accompanied Pan Wenfang to the mall to find a few summer outfits for the season. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Many people were already wearing short skirts, except for Jane, who was still wearing the same sweatshirt she had changed out of the police station that day.

Now that she was with Pan Wenfang, she changed her appearance to look like she liked it.

Beneath the chiffon sweater was a tight-fitting dress that wrapped around the butt. One could clearly see her exquisite figure.

In a blink of an eye, it was already Sunday. Yan Qirui didn't have the time, so Jian Fan accompanied Pan Wenfang to the airport to pick her up.

When Yan Shaotian came out from the exit with his luggage, Jian Fan was able to recognize him with just a glance.

The youth with the delicate diamond earring clamped on his left ear had a faint mischievous smile on his handsome face. She was able to tell at a glance that he was Yan Shaotian with just one glance.

Sure enough, Pan Wenfang waved her hand, "Shaotian, Shaotian, we're here."

Yan Shaotian calmly squeezed through the crowd and walked in front of them. Her faint, evil smile turned into a child's playfulness as she intimately took Pan Wenfang's arm. Her voice was extremely sweet as she said, "Mom, I missed you to death."

Pan Wenfang looked at her son, who she hadn't seen for a long time, and her eyes began to burn. She stared at him lovingly: "Stop messing around, how old are you, and you still like acting like a spoiled child. Your Big Sister Xiaofan is still here, she'll laugh at you. "

Only then did Yan Shaotian direct his gaze onto Jian Fan's face.

At the age of twenty-four, she had a delicate face of eighteen, and her rosy hibiscus had a faint, pleasant smile. Her long eyebrows curved into a beautiful crescent shape as she smiled. Her moist red lips were like fresh and ripe cherries. The taste was alluring.

She looked at him too, her clear eyes like a pool of water, reflecting his stylish print cap.

"Hello elder sister, I am Shaotian." Dressed in a fresh and fresh little suit, he was like a child as he introduced himself in a daze.

Jane Fan took his hand and smiled even more. "Welcome home. Both Little Aunt and Uncle Yan miss you a lot. "

Yan Shaotian's face changed slightly upon hearing Yan Qirui's name. He immediately regained his mischievous smile. "Did Sister Xiaofan miss me?"

His coquettish appearance was indeed a treasure, and Jane Fan could not help but fall in love with him. Having a younger brother also made her very happy. "Of course I want to. I don't know how much I want a younger brother like you to accompany me."

Pan Wenfang was overjoyed to see the two of them being so familiar with each other. Her son was a spoiled brat, and she was always worried that having a child in the family would make him feel that his love was being divided, so when Jane Fan had just returned to Shallow Water City, she had already called her son to inform him that he was mentally prepared.

Now that they seemed to be on good terms and Xiaofan was so sensible, she felt relieved.

If Yan Qirui's opinion of her son could be changed and the relationship between father and son improved through his four years of studying abroad, then she really wouldn't have anything to ask for for for the rest of her life.

Pan Wenfang grabbed her son with one hand and Jian Fan with the other as they walked out of the airport.

"Let's go home first. You guys have plenty of time to chat."

In order to welcome his son's return, Pan Wenfang had long renovated his bedroom to match with Jian Fan's. Yan Shaotian's bedroom was light blue in color.

When they got home, Jane Fan and Yan Shaotian were chatting happily while Pan Wenfang prepared a sumptuous dinner in the kitchen.

"Sister Xiaofan, I just came back and there are so many changes in the city. I almost don't know you. Can you accompany me for a walk?" Yan Shaotian took off the diamond in his ear and stuffed it into Jian Fan's hand. He then winked mischievously and tacitly agreed.

Jian Fan put away his earring and said with some regret, "I don't have time, I have to go to work tomorrow. I can't play with you often."

"No, I just got to know my sister. I must have you to accompany me." He laughed badly.

With a single glance, Jane Fan could tell that he was most likely acting in a spoiled manner. He was just teasing her on purpose.

"You can play with your classmates. They must have a lot of best friends in primary school and middle school. They must have missed you. "

"I have no friends." Speaking of friends, Yan Shaotian's expression darkened again.

Jian Fan did not know what was going on, but he didn't ask any further. Instead, he changed the topic. "You study criminal psychology in the United States, right?"

Yan Shaotian looked around mysteriously before whispering in her ear, "Actually, I don't practice criminal psychology. I practice criminology."

"What's the difference?" Jian Fan was confused.

Yan Shaotian chuckled, "It doesn't matter, we're all dealing with criminals. "Actually, I don't like this at all. What I like is fashion design, where tall models are seen walking on stage wearing designer clothes that are the most popular in the world …"

Yan Shaotian was still trying to describe the scene with an intoxicated expression when a door slammed, startling both of them.

Yan Qirui walked over gloomily and threw the briefcase on the sofa. He said in an unfriendly tone, "You know fashion design all day long, and look at how you wear it. Yellow pants, blue vest, and a colorful hat, it's all a clown in the circus. It's useless to think about this, do you still have any prospects? "

Yan Shaotian had been scolded to the point that his face turned red. His originally radiant mood had fallen to the bottom in an instant, and he didn't even have a shred of energy left.

Jian Fan was also stunned by Yan Qirui's despicable attitude. Young genius had just returned, why was Uncle Yan so angry?

"Uncle Yan, you're back?"

Jian Fan smiled coyly and greeted him. However, the atmosphere did not soften because of this. Instead, it became even more awkward.

Yan Shaotian lowered his head, not saying a word, let alone smiling.

Jian Fan looked at Yan Qirui, then looked at Yan Shaotian. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Uncle Yan wasn't usually like this. He was responsible, private, and amiable towards her, as well as towards his work. However, this time, he had a lot of opinions and no magnanimity towards his own son.

Pan Wenfang finished cooking and yelled at them to eat.

As Jian Fan led Yan Shaotian to the dining hall, Yan Qirui took his seat while Pan Wenfang served the last dish.

The dining table was so quiet that only the sound of chewing could be heard. Both Jian Fan and Yan Shaotian had their heads down, not daring to speak as they ate.

Pan Wenfang noticed the strange atmosphere and glared at Yan Qirui. He added more dishes to the bowls of his son and Jane Fan.

"I'm full." Yan Shaotian put down his bowl and prepared to return to his room.

"Sit down." Yan Qirui felt awkward after receiving another angry glare from Pan Wenfang and a puzzled Jane Fan. He slowed down his tone and said, "Long time no see, let's chat."

Yan Shaotian sat down. Jian Fan, who was sitting beside him, secretly held his hand under the table to calm him down.

"Yeah, Mom would like to know how you've been in the United States for the past four years." Pan Wenfang responded and eased the atmosphere.

Jian Fan and Yan Shaotian looked at each other before Yan Shaotian smiled and said, "All day long, there will only be one line between class and dormitory, and there will be a lot of Practical classes as well. Courses are very tight."

Hearing him say this, Yan Qirui's complexion completely recovered. "I just came back to relax and familiarize myself with the environment. After some time, I'll arrange some work for you."

Yan Shaotian raised his head, wanting to say something, but was abruptly pulled back by Jian Fan, signaling him to stop.

Why was the relationship between father and son so tense? She could see that Yan Qirui was eager to become a dragon, and the method he used was too extreme.

The dinner was rather harmonious, so Yan Qirui went to his office in the study. Jane Fan and Yan Shaotian went to his room to help pack up.

The door was closed tightly. Yan Shaotian lay motionlessly on the bed as if he was released from his predicament.

Jane Fan helped him tidy up his clothes and hung them on the hanger one by one. They were all in the small, fresh style, bright colors. She felt that there was nothing wrong with them, but she guessed that Yan Qirui did not like them.

"Shaotian, after work tomorrow, let's go with little aunt and help you buy a few sets of clothes, okay? You just came back and didn't have much luggage, and the clothes were all from high school four years ago, so they're no longer suitable. " What she meant to say was, let's go buy some normal clothes.

Yan Shaotian sat up and suddenly hugged Jian Fan's waist from behind. With a voice filled with exhaustion and grievance, he said, "Elder sister, why do you think father is always so fierce towards me? I know how he wants his son to be, but my life is for me. I don't like to repeat his life. "I don't want to …"

Her voice was close to choking, and Jane could feel the back of her chiffon shirt getting wet.

His heart was extremely sad and his heart felt soft.

She turned and held him, burying his head in her arms. Her white fingers gently combed through his short hair, consoling him, "Actually the two of you are not wrong, perhaps you just lack of communication. If Shaotian isn't sad, Big Sis will grow up with you. "

Yan Shaotian nodded, sobbing like a child.

After coaxing him to sleep, Jian Fan closed the door gently.

"Xiaofan, how is it?" Seeing that Jian Fan had come out, Pan Wenfang went up to him to inquire about the situation.

Jian Fan made a silent gesture and whispered, "He's asleep."

Pan Wenfang held onto Jian Fan and sat on the sofa in the living room. She let out a long sigh, "Your Uncle Yan is too strict with his children and always wants to ask them to do what he wants. I know Shaotian doesn't like the way he plans things. But I had no better way than to sit inside and try to persuade. Shaotian High School moved to a shallow mountain apartment, the university went to the United States to study. Even so, they rarely met each other, but they still disliked each other as soon as they met. They would turn hostile before even saying a few words. Shaotian is still quite obedient, but it's a pity about this child's intelligence. "

"Shaotian is a very sensible child. On one hand, he lacks fatherly love, so he can only look for ways to make up for it. On the other hand, he wants to make you happy so that you won't be worried." Jane Fan had a rough understanding of this.

"Sigh, I won't say anymore. Little Aunt hopes that with you around this time, we can improve their relationship."

"I will do my best. "Shaotian is my little brother. I will take good care of him."