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Wild flowers are not picked unless they are white - Shengyan (2)

"No need, just scram!" Yan Nansheng was utterly ungracious.

"Asheng, how can you talk like that?" Madam Yan scolded before saying, "Ah Huang, you help me watch here, I'm going out for a bit."

"Sure thing, Auntie." Yan Linghuang wasn't offended and as soon as Madam Yan left, he walked over to the bedside with a smile, eyeing Yan Nansheng while biting into an apple, "Crunch," "Crunch"...

Eventually, Yan Nansheng, annoyed, looked at him, "Don't you have anything to do?"

Yan Linghuang nodded, "School's out for winter vacation, so of course I've got nothing to do. That's why I came to see you. Are you touched?"

"Huh." Yan Nansheng snorted coldly, "A sly rabbit has three burrows."

Yan Linghuang stopped biting his apple and suddenly burst into loud laughter, "Big brother, you really can't hide anything from you. Alright, here's the thing. You've been hospitalized lately, and since that Maserati is just sitting at home doing nothing, why don't you lend it to me?"