yournovel Chapter 83 That bastard, he ran away faster than anyone else.
Chapter 83 That bastard, he ran away faster than anyone else.
"sister!"
A smile spread across Ye Fan's face as he quickly stepped forward to greet him.
He naturally took the heavy suitcase from her hands, his voice filled with a bright laugh:
"You must be tired from the journey!"
"Ye Fan".
When Ye Zhuyan saw her younger brother, her originally cold expression melted like spring snow, and her eyes and brows instantly filled with a warm smile. That smile was clear and bright, as if it softened the entire noisy exit.
She looked Ye Fan up and down and nodded slightly.
"Hmm, you seem to be in good spirits."
Her gaze then fell on Zhao Mingzhe, who was standing straight behind Ye Fan with a "well-behaved" expression on his face.
"Hello, Sister Yan!"
Zhao Mingzhe's voice was loud and clear, and his attitude was so respectful that it was almost a conditioned reflex:
"Welcome home, Sister Yan!"
A barely perceptible smile flickered in Ye Zhuyan's eyes.
She knew her neighbor's younger brother, whom she had watched grow up, who was fearless but unusually docile in front of her.
"Mingzhe is here too. Thank you for picking me up."
Her voice was clear and gentle, yet it possessed an aura that commanded respect and prevented people from acting recklessly.
"Of course, of course!"
Zhao Mingzhe quickly waved his hand, then hurriedly tried to snatch the suitcase from Ye Fan's hand:
"Ye Gou, let me do it! You talk to Sister Yan!"
Ye Fan smiled, didn't argue with him, and handed the suitcase over. Turning to his sister with a smile, he said:
"Sis, that suitcase of yours is heavy! What good stuff did you bring back?"
Ye Zhuyan gently adjusted her handbag, her tone calm and natural:
"I brought back some local specialties from Shanghai for my parents, as well as some cutting-edge biological materials and notes that I compiled during my undergraduate studies. I thought they might be useful for you in the future, so I brought them back."
Ye Fan felt a warmth in his heart.
Look, this is his sister. She may not say it, but she always cares about her family and her brother's future.
"Oh, right."
Ye Zhuyan suddenly stopped, turned around nimbly, and when her gaze fell on Ye Fan, it carried a hint of scrutiny:
"I heard from Mom that you went to Nanjing by yourself after the college entrance exam? And all by yourself? You're quite bolder than before."
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, realizing that his mother had indeed "told him out."
His mind raced, but he hadn't yet come up with a suitable explanation.
Zhao Mingzhe, standing beside him, seemed to have been switched on, reflexively speaking up:
"Sister Yan! Ye Gou, he..."
He was about to say that Ye Gou hadn't only gone to Jinling, but seeing Ye Fan's warning look, he stopped himself and changed his words:
"...He...he had a fantastic time! The whole trip was perfectly safe, not a single problem arose! Seriously, Sister Yan, I've kept in touch with him, I can vouch for that!"
Ye Zhuyan was incredibly perceptive. His suspicious gaze swept back and forth between Ye Fan's slightly guilty expression and Zhao Mingzhe's nervous look of "protesting too much." His eyes behind his glasses became meaningful.
Ye Fan quickly laughed it off:
"Hey, sis, just wandering around and checking out the university environment! Old Zhao's worrying for nothing..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Zhuyan had already reached out and precisely pinched his ear. The force wasn't strong, but the imposing authority of her bloodline instantly descended.
"Ye Fan!"
Ye Zhuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, her cool voice carrying a hint of danger:
"Are you... hiding something from me?" She knew her younger brother too well. Zhao Mingzhe's hesitant manner and Ye Fan's feigned nonchalance were full of clues!
"Ouch! Sis! Be gentle! In public... give me some face..."
Ye Fan immediately "wailed," his former demeanor as a reborn big shot and basketball god of war completely gone. He was instantly reduced to his original form, becoming nothing more than a pitiful younger brother who was precisely controlled by his older sister.
Zhao Mingzhe watched from the side, his scalp tingling. He silently took a half-step back, clutching his suitcase, his mind racing: "That was close! Sister Yan's aura is still so terrifying! Ye Gou, this is all I can do for you, good luck!"
...........
I had just stepped into the house.
Ye Zhuyan's phone vibrated slightly.
She looked down and saw a message from her father, Ye Linzhang:
[Zhu Yan, 6:30 PM, Yuehai Building, Peony Hall. It's a welcome dinner with Lao Zhao's family. Your mother, Mingzhe's parents, and I will go directly there after get off work.]
Ye Zhuyan's lips curled slightly, and she lightly tapped her finger to reply:
Okay, Dad.
She put down her small bag and turned her gaze back to Ye Fan, who was pushing his suitcase into her room.
"Ye Fan!"
She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, resuming her usual aloof and scrutinizing posture:
"Come here, sit down, and have a good talk with me."
She gestured with her chin toward the living room sofa.
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. It was over; the reckoning was finally coming.
He forced himself to walk over and sit down.
Zhao Mingzhe was very observant. He immediately slipped away to the dining table, which was furthest from the sofa, and pretended to examine the apples in the fruit bowl, while his ears were secretly perked up.
Ye Fan cursed inwardly: That bastard, he ran away faster than anyone else.
"Tell me about it!"
Ye Zhuyan sat down opposite Ye Fan, her long legs crossed, her gaze piercing:
"You were the top scorer in the college entrance examination, ranking first in the province. So many schools were vying to recruit you, but you chose Nanjing University over Tsinghua and Peking Universities."
She paused briefly, her tone becoming increasingly clear and sharp:
"Don't try to brush me off with 'it's close to home. The actual distance from Nanjing University to Nanjing and the psychological distance from Nanjing University to Beijing are not the same thing. And don't just talk about academics. In the short term, Nanjing University still can't fully match Tsinghua and Peking University in terms of resources, platforms, and international influence."
"Don't tell me it's close to home; Nanjing University isn't close to Nanjing either. And don't just talk about academics; Nanjing University still can't fully match Tsinghua and Peking University in terms of resources, platforms, and international influence in the short term."
She leaned forward slightly, her voice low but clear:
"I want to hear your real reasons."
Ye Fan's mind raced, but he tried his best to put on a "deliberate" expression.
"Sis, I've seriously considered all of what you've said. The prestige and resources of Tsinghua and Peking Universities are indeed top-notch."
He nodded sincerely at first, then changed the subject:
"But my choice of Nanyang University was not just a spur-of-the-moment decision; there were several deeper considerations."
Ye Fan spoke calmly, his eyes focused:
"First, there's the cultural heritage and environment. The profound historical atmosphere of Nanjing University's Gulou campus and the spiritual energy of Xuanwu Lake make me feel more suited to settling down and studying. Tsinghua and Peking University are certainly good, but the atmosphere might be... faster-paced and more competitive? I hope to start my university life in a place that has both a rich cultural heritage and allows me to focus."
He paused briefly, his gaze becoming even more "serious," and continued:
"Secondly, there are future possibilities. Nanjing has been developing rapidly in recent years, especially in technology, the Internet, and intelligent manufacturing. It has strong policy support and huge potential. I want to be closer to this emerging industrial center so that I can get in touch with some cutting-edge things earlier and build some connections and broaden my horizons. Tsinghua and Peking University are unbeatable in top academic fields, but when it comes to the combination with emerging industries and regional development dividends, I think the Yangtze River Delta region has its unique advantages."
He cleverly packaged the reborn's foresight as strategic vision.
"The third one..."
He really couldn't keep up the lie! He could only bite the bullet and continue:
"Is this a little bit of my rebellion? I don't want to follow the path that everyone thinks is the right one and the most mainstream. I want to try and see if I can create different possibilities on an equally excellent but slightly different platform."
This reason, with its touch of youthful rebelliousness, makes it seem more genuine.