"Wasn't there a villa complex near his school? I remember Zhou Ye bought a place over there."
"I'll ask Zhou Er later. It's close to the school too, so we can apply for him to commute."
Yan Xianjue happened to overhear this and asked curiously, "What commute?"
Father Yan and Mother Yan exchanged glances. Father Yan signaled for Mother Yan to explain, while Mother Yan made it clear she would not—he had suggested it, so he could say it.
While the two were deadlocked, Yan Shan's voice came from behind Yan Xianjue. "Apply for you to commute in college. You won't live on campus."
Yan Xianjue jumped in fright—not really, but he still darted half a step forward, revealing the person behind him.
He lightly patted his chest twice. "Second Sister, how come you didn't make a sound when you walked? You scared me to death."
Yan Shan said, "I did make a sound. You just didn't hear it."
Yan Xianjue fell silent. This conversation somehow felt strangely familiar.
It was as if it had happened not too long ago!
He left the sofa closer to their parents for his second sister and curled up in the single armchair beside it.
"Why did you suddenly bring up commuting? I remember my eldest brother said he'd help me apply for it."
Yan Xianjue had never planned to live on campus. If he had to live there, then what difference did it make where he went to college?
He had stayed in Shenzhen precisely because he could come home whenever he wanted.
Father Yan and Mother Yan exchanged another look. So their eldest had already mentioned this. Then they could relax. If there was anything he disliked later, they could just dump it all on their eldest.
With that thought, Mother Yan