According to the address provided by the messenger, Wang Yue parked the car in front of a residential building and went upstairs to the third floor of Unit 1 with Li Menglan, where they knocked on the door of Apartment B.

"Who is it?" a woman's voice asked from inside, carrying a hint of caution.

Hearing this voice, Li Menglan's tears could no longer be held back. She choked up and said, "Mom, it's me, Menglan. I'm back."

"Menglan?!" The person inside exclaimed, and the door was immediately opened.

Standing before them was a woman dressed simply, with gray hair and many wrinkles on her face.

"Mom!" Seeing her mother look so much older than she remembered, Li Menglan embraced her and burst into tears.

Wang Yue also couldn't help but feel surprised. As far as he knew, Li Menglan's mother was only in her early forties, about the same age as Yan's mother. But Yan's mother looked like a young woman in her early thirties, while this woman appeared at least ten years older than her actual age. However, it was clear that she had once been very beautiful; otherwise, she wouldn't have given birth to a daughter as beautiful as Li Menglan.

"Sister, is it really you?" a timid voice came from behind Li Menglan's mother.

Wang Yue looked closely and saw a girl who looked very similar to Li Menglan, but much younger—probably around fifteen or sixteen. She was wearing high school uniforms, and although young, she already had a well-developed figure, much more mature than Wang Xin'er.

Li Menglan then came back to her senses, quickly stopped crying, and turned to introduce Wang Yue, saying, "Third Young Master Wang, this is my mother, He Qiong, and this is my sister, Li Yingying."

Wang Yue smiled and greeted her, "Hello, Auntie He."

Li Menglan continued, "Mom, this is the Third Young Master of the Wang family."

"Third Young Master?" He Qiong was startled and immediately felt at a loss. She hurriedly explained, "Third Young Master, it's all my fault. I really had no other choice but to ask someone to inform Menglan. Please don't blame her."

"Auntie He, there's no need. Since I was eight, Sister Lan has taken care of me just like a real sister. What happens to her is also my concern," Wang Yue said gently, waving his hand. "So you don't need to be formal with me. Just treat me as one of the family."

Feeling Wang Yue's kindness, both He Qiong and Li Yingying felt as if they were in a dream. The Third Young Master of the Wang family was not only of noble birth but also undoubtedly a martial artist. In their minds, martial artists were always considered superior; they usually wouldn't even look at ordinary people. So they immediately found this young master of the Wang family to be extremely amiable.

"Mom, let's go inside and talk," Li Menglan said, agreeing with Wang Yue's suggestion. It wasn't that she no longer had any sense of hierarchy, but rather she wanted her family to know that she was doing well in the Wang family.

He Qiong, so excited to see her daughter, had forgotten to invite them inside. Only when her daughter reminded her did she realize it and quickly invited them in.

After entering, Wang Yue looked around. It was a small apartment with two bedrooms and a living room. The furniture looked a bit old and worn out, but it was kept very clean and gave off a warm atmosphere.

"Mom, where is Xiao Gang?" Li Menglan asked as soon as they entered.

He Qiong's face darkened. "He's in his room. He was in pain all night and just fell asleep this morning."

"I'll go see him," Li Menglan said, then added, "Which room is his?"

This small apartment had been bought after she left, so she wasn't familiar with its layout.

"That one," He Qiong pointed out.

In the room, Wang Yue saw "Xiao" Gang. He had expected Li Menglan's brother to be a small, timid boy who wouldn't dare say anything if bullied. But what he saw before him was a man nearly two meters tall, extremely muscular. Although he was lying there, wrapped in bandages like a mummy, he still looked much more robust than Li Yuankui. His face was square and imposing, and although he was asleep, his thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed, indicating that his injuries must still be very painful.

Li Menglan didn't disturb her brother and returned to the living room, worriedly asking, "How could it be this serious?"

"It's nothing serious. Just some minor injuries," He Qiong said, trying to reassure her.

But Li Yingying wasn't so optimistic. She said, "Minor injuries? People in the neighborhood said that my brother was thrown more than ten meters away and rolled around on the ground. He doesn't have a single piece of unbroken skin and has multiple fractures. It's a miracle he survived at all."

He Qiong replied, "The doctor said he's fine. He'll recover after some time. Enough about that. Young Master Wang, please sit down. Yingying will get you some water."

Wang Yue sat down in the living room, and Li Yingying brought him a glass of water, approaching him with a mix of shyness and curiosity. "Third Young Master, please drink some water."

"Thank you," Wang Yue said, taking the glass. "You're not from the Wang family, so don't call me Third Young Master. We're about the same age; you can just call me by my name."

"That's not right," Li Yingying said quickly, shaking her hand. "From now on, I'll call you Young Master Wang."

"Alright. Are you in high school?" Wang Yue asked, noticing the words "Jinling No. 3 Senior High School" on Li Yingying's uniform.

Seeing how relaxed Wang Yue was, Li Yingying also felt more at ease. She sat down on a chair beside him and replied, "Yes, I'm in the first year of high school. My brother had an accident, so I didn't go to school today."

"How's it? Is school interesting?" Wang Yue asked. He was really curious; he had never been to school or interacted with students before, so all this was new to him.

"It's okay. Although the studies are a bit stressful, I get to spend time with many classmates, have fun together, and sometimes even encounter interesting things. It's not as boring as I thought," Li Yingying said.

Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh. "I really envy you."

"Envy me?" Li Yingying was puzzled. "You're the Third Young Master of the Wang family, a person of high status. How could you envy me, an ordinary high school student?"

Wang Yue explained, "You don't know how our lives are. Every day, we either practice martial arts or cultivate internal energy. We only have three days off a month."

"Don't you sleep at all?" Li Yingying asked in surprise.

Wang Yue shook his head. "We practice martial arts during the day and cultivate internal energy at night. There's no time to sleep. But since cultivating internal energy allows our brains to rest, we don't get too tired."

Hearing this, Li Yingying felt a bit sympathetic toward him. With only three days off a month and nothing but practicing martial arts or cultivating internal energy to do, his life was indeed much more monotonous than being in school.

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