"Siyu, when I get home, I will tell you the cause and effect."
"good."
Yang Siyu hummed and said, "Jun Zhao, I choose to believe you."
Jun Zhao stretched out his hand to lift up her hair that was messed up by the evening breeze, tucked it behind her ears, and touched her face again.
Because he has been away from home for many years, his hands are rough and his fingers are thickly calloused. Even if he touches them lightly, Siyu can feel the roughness of his fingers.
She couldn't help but hold his hand.
By the light of the street lamp, I looked at his palms and said, "You are the third young master of the Jun family, but your hands are rough and covered with such thick calluses. How did you live in the past?"
Jun Zhao smiled nonchalantly and said, "It doesn't matter how I live my life. What matters is that I live happily."
He has been back for a while. He is pampered at home and his fingers are no longer as rough as they were at first. Of course, compared with his brothers, his hands are still very rough.
"Anyway, looking at his appearance, you can't tell that he is a rich young man from a rich family.
Yang Siyu looked at him, his smile was very sincere, a smile from the heart.
Of the eighth son of the Jun family, he is probably the least capable, but he lives the happiest and freest life.
In fact, he is the happiest, because his brothers have helped him take away a lot of responsibilities, allowing him to do what he wants to do.
"Let's go home."
Yang Siyu retracted her hand, hugged the bouquet tightly with one hand, and hugged his waist with the other, asking him to take her home.
"Okay, let's go home."
It took the couple twenty minutes to get back to their small rental house.
As soon as Jun Zhao entered the house, he went to help Yang Siyu get clothes and let her take a shower first.
"You won't tell me about Miss Du?"
¡°We¡¯ll talk about it later.¡±
Yang Siyu pursed her lips, took the clothes, turned around and walked to the bathroom.
Since he said he would tell her, he would definitely tell her, so why should she be in a hurry?
After the couple had taken a shower, Jun Zhao also washed the clothes and mopped the floor. After finishing everything, he returned to the room.
Yang Siyu was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone. When she saw him coming in, she put down her mobile phone and instinctively pulled up the quilt to cover herself, but she felt it was too hot and finally gave up covering herself with the quilt.
Jun Zhao was in no hurry to knock her down.
She can't run away tonight.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and Yang Siyu moved inside to make room for him.
"Siyu, the photo of Mr. Du that Miss Du likes is fake. It's not me. Before I came back, someone had plastic surgery to look like me. They imitated me very much. They pretended to be me and moved into our home. They stayed in our home for quite some time. Time until I come back.¡±
Yang Siyu: ""
She didn¡¯t expect it to be like this.
"So, what happened in the end? Since that person had plastic surgery to look like you, and he imitated you so much that he lived in your house for a long time, it means that your family didn't find out that he was a fake. When you come back, it's like two people. Jun Zhao, why should they believe you?"
"Have you done a paternity test?"
Yang Siyu thought of a paternity test.
Jun Zhao hummed, "My eldest brother had suspicions for a long time. Then he found an opportunity and used fake Jun Zhao's hair to test the blood relationship. The results came out and proved that the fake Jun Zhao and my eldest brother are not related by blood."
"This is the truth. At that time, no one knew that Jun Zhao was fake. It was at that time that Du Qinghe met that Jun Zhao."
Jun Zhao told Yang Siyu exactly what happened.
Yang Siyu listenedwith gusto.
She doesn¡¯t want to be like this, maybe it¡¯s because she and Jun Zhao don¡¯t have a deep relationship yet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com