God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 285: Aunt Ye dictates for all eternity

"Click~"

Saturday, early morning.

Aunt Chen’s room on the first floor opened, and the elderly Aunt Chen got up early to clean and prepare breakfast.

Opening the door, she did not expect to see Ye Lan sitting at the dining table early on, looking worried, wearing a nightgown, holding a steaming cup of coffee.

Seeing this, Aunt Chen was slightly startled and asked,

"Miss, are you up so early today?"

Ye Lan propped her cheeks, her fingertips leaking strands of loose hair, she glanced at Aunt Chen and said,

"Ah, Aunt Chen, good morning."

"What’s wrong?"

"...Nothing, just couldn’t sleep a bit."

As she talked, Ye Lan took a sip of her coffee.

Aunt Chen gave a slight smile and ca over to her,

"Then that’s good... I’ll go make breakfast and then start cleaning, alright."

"Okay..."

Ye Lan sipped her coffee and responded absently, her gaze still sowhat distant.

She was rely pondering over what happened last night.

She had seen her daughter walking out of Yan Huan’s room in the middle of the night with sothing in her hands; she was uncertain whether Xiao Huan and her daughter were secretly eting, or...

Last night, Shiyu tried to conceal it, and although Ye Lan saw through her daughter’s small trick, she did not directly expose it, leaving her daughter with a fig leaf to cover up.

But afterwards, the more she thought about it, the stranger it seed.

If Shiyu had ford a relationship with Xiao Huan and was sneaking around behind her back at night...

Then why did Shiyu have a guest room key?

No matter how she thought about it, it seed like...

Ye Lan shook her head and quickly took another sip of coffee to calm her nerves.

Just driveling worries, why doubt Shiyu like this?

Even if Shiyu was odd in other aspects, she wouldn’t be capable of such things...

"Sizzling~"

Accompanied by the sound of frying and the exhaust hood in the kitchen, Ye Lan sat with her coffee a little longer.

Soon, light and agile footsteps ca from behind.

Ye Lan turned to the sound and saw Miao, the cat, sitting cutely looking up at her with a curled tail,

"ow~"

The adorable cat gradually ward Ye Lan’s pale nerves. She reached out to rub Miao’s fluffy head, saying,

"Miao, you’re up?"

"ow~"

"Such a good kitty..."

"Aunt Ye, good morning."

With the cat showing up here, Yan Huan had naturally woken up.

Turning around, Ye Lan saw the handso young man yawning, carrying a few dirty clothes out,

"Good morning, Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and headed to the laundry room to put away the dirty clothes.

After returning with empty hands, he sat down at the dining table and yawned again.

Seeing this, Ye Lan asked,

"Didn’t sleep well last night?"

Yan Huan smiled slightly upon hearing this, rubbing his shoulders, puzzled,

"A bit, Aunt Ye... I don’t know why, but I feel unusually tired after getting up this morning."

Tired?

Ye Lan stared at him intently, scrutinizing his expression, and silently gathering any possibly useful information.

"Breakfast is ready, haha."

Not long after, Aunt Chen brought over toasted bread, jam, fried eggs, and heated banana milk.

Classical Western breakfast, Yan Huan thanked her and began to eat.

Seizing the opportunity while Yan Huan was distracted with his food, Ye Lan asked,

"Does Xiao Huan have the habit of locking the door when sleeping?"

"..."

Yan Huan, with jam on his toast, showed an embarrassed expression and said,

"Yes, it’s an old habit from the South District. After all, the environnt there is a bit, so we usually lock the door when sleeping at ho..."

Confird, Xiao Huan locked his door when sleeping.

Ye Lan nodded, sipped her banana milk, and asked further,

"Xiao Huan, what do you think of Sister Shiyu?"

"How so?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan looked up at Ye Lan, thought for a mont, and said with a smile,

"Um, Sister Shiyu seems very capable, feels like she can do anything. Just usually expressionless, doesn’t like to smile, and then... I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but..."

"Imagination?"

"Yeah..."

Yan Huan looked at Ye Lan as if weighing his words and said,

"Sotis Sister Shiyu’s gaze feels a little scary."

Ye Lan was slightly stunned, observing Yan Huan’s expression, it took her a long while before she said,

"...Yeah, Shiyu isn’t good at socializing, so sotis even I don’t know what she’s thinking."

With just a few sentences, Ye Lan had gathered the following information from Yan Huan’s answers.

1. Xiao Huan locks the door when sleeping.

2. Xiao Huan knows nothing about last night’s incident.

3. There is no ambiguous relationship between Xiao Huan and Shiyu.

So, what exactly was Shiyu up to last night?

Thinking about it, regardless of any possibility, it made her feel a twinge of pain in her chest.

She did not continue to ask but barely ate her breakfast, just managing to finish the milk and coffee.

After breakfast, Aunt Chen began to clean, Yan Huan went upstairs to sit for a while, and Ye Lan played with Miao in the living room.

Shiyu usually wakes up a bit later on weekends, and like the previous tis Yan Huan visited, it wasn’t her active ti just past eight o’clock.

Looking at the cute black cat rolling over and revealing its belly in front of her, the heaviness in Ye Lan’s heart finally dissipated a bit.

She sat on the couch, plucking a leaf from the nearby plant, absent-mindedly teasing Miao with it.

"ow~"

Miao glanced at her, seemingly finding it boring, then turned and ran towards the laundry room.

Ye Lan watched it leave, her gaze growing vacant, the "cat teaser" still shaking in her hand.

"Thump!"

It wasn’t until there was a sound of sothing falling over in the laundry room that Ye Lan snapped back to reality.

She sighed, stood up, and as she walked toward the laundry room, she called out,