Xu Jiayan twitched the corner of his mouth. The little girl was becoming increasingly shameless. Not wanting to listen to the girl's excuses for herself, he stretched out his hand towards her and said, "Hand it over!"
"Brother Yan is the best." The girl's eyes lit up immediately, and she scurried over to hand over her homework book, coupled with a bunch of flattery.
"Bro, bro, I have mine too." Xu Jinyan, who had been lurking outside the door, immediately ran in with a pile of homework upon hearing this.
Xu Jiayan gave him a cool glance, "Do you also have a deceased relative?"
Xu Jinyan choked up for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yuan and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, saying, "Jiang Xiaoyuan and I are as close as siblings; her grandpa is my grandpa. Our grandpa has passed away, how could I not be sad?"
Xu Jiayan: ...
"First, take your hand off." Xu Jiayan said with a headache.
