After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Seeing that Yang Tianzhi didn't speak, Yang Tianqiang patted him on the shoulder and continued:

"Are you afraid that my brother will give you less property then?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tianzhi waved his hands in shock and said:

"No, hey, that's not the same thing."

He frowned and warned with cold eyes:

"Second brother, Yang Jingyi could have a very good development in Paris. Why does she have to come back to China?"

"Is there no plan in this? Are you not afraid of her?"

Yang Tianzhi was about to speak but stopped.

Yang Tianqiang clicked his tongue impatiently, patted his third uncle on the shoulder and said:

"Oh, why are you afraid of her being an illegitimate daughter? The Yang family's legal affairs notarized the identity of that bastard, and the appraisal certificate said that she is not the eldest brother's biological child."

"What do you have to worry about? You are really causing trouble for yourself."

Seeing that Yang Tianqiang couldn't be beaten, Yang Tianzhi didn't say anything more.

At this time, the third aunt came over, took Yang Tianzhi's arm, and gave him a worried look.

Yang Tianzhi adjusted his glasses, and then gently patted his wife's hand on his arm to reassure her.

"Even if the old man said something to that bastard, it could only be some farewell words to grandparents and grandchildren before they died."

While talking, Yang Tianqiang opened the drawer next to the fireplace and took out the appointment letter and equity letter inside.

"Look, the equity of Yang's Garments is in our hands. What else do you have to worry about? Just have this!"

Yang Tianzhi could only nod silently and stopped arguing with Yang Tianqiang.

He thought to himself that this silly guy would be satisfied with just the shares of Yang's Garments. You have to know that the old man's father was a rich man in the previous era.

With such a huge reputation, how could the entire Yang family have only Yang's clothing industry?

It's so weird.

But now that the matter is over, Yang Jingyi has returned to China, and there will be many opportunities to find out more about her.

After living alone outside the country for six years without any help from relatives in China, how could she possibly go to a prestigious school and live a prosperous life outside the country?

Without Yang's financial support, her mother Chen had no decent relatives. How did she meet her daily expenses in the first few years of college?

Thinking of this, Yang Tianzhi must investigate clearly after confirming it, so as to avoid long nights and dreams.

Yang Jingyi on the other side took her mother's jewelry box and came to the sunroom in the garden alone.

In the past, this place was full of my mother’s beloved flowers and plants, but now it has become a place where debris is piled.

The floor was scattered with fairy tale books she had read before, dolls she had played with, and more pictures she had drawn when she was a child.

Every place Jingyi walks through can bring back memories of that time.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on her lips. The painting on the ground in front of her was exactly what she was looking for.

It was a pickaxe drawing that her father and mother participated in designing together when she was eighteen years old.

It was a birthday party dress carefully designed for him by his parents.

She quickly stepped forward to pick it up and wiped the dust off it.

She casually said to the frame:

"I wonder if that skirt is still in the closet upstairs."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

She held the picture frame and looked back warily.

"Sister Jingyi, long time no see."

Yang Chule smiled happily.

Jingyi was in a daze for a moment, but then she came to her senses.

"Oh, are you Chu Le?"

Jingyi's peripheral vision also glanced at the tall boy next to her.

Yang Chule clasped his hands behind his head and smiled happily: "Yes, Sister Jingyi, you have changed so much, and now you feel like a strong woman!"

When she saw Chu Le's sincere smile, Jingyi knew that not everyone in the family liked wearing masks.

Jingyi was amused by Chu Le: "You are still the same as before, you are always a talkative person, and you actually made fun of me."

After finishing speaking, his eyes inadvertently looked at Mu Ran next to Chu Le. The child also looked at her and smiled, not as arrogantly as Chu Le.

"Who is this"

Jingyi said softly, looking at Chu Le and looking at Mu Ran.

Before Chu Le could answer, Mu Ran took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Hello, my name is Song Muran, and I am Chu Le's roommate."

After Jingyi received the message, she smiled and nodded.

Yang Chule on the side frowned and said to Mu Ran dissatisfied:

"What's the matter with you? When you see my sister, you don't call me sister after me. It's not polite at all!"

Yang Jingyi laughed helplessly and said semi-seriously:

"But in fact, I am no longer your sister, and I am no longer a member of the Yang family."

As he spoke, the conversation changed.

"However, I am three years older than Chu Le, so it makes sense to call her sister."

Yang Jingyi smiled and took the painting in her hand again to prevent it from sliding down.

At this time, Mu Ran's eyes were very meaningful, but Yang Jingyi happened to lower her head and hold the photo frame and didn't notice it.

Then Mu Ran stepped forward and took the frame into his hands:

"I'll hold it for you. It's a little big, so just hold the one in your hand."

As soon as Mu Ran came closer, Jingyi asked about the faint fragrance of the young boy.

Jingyi is not short among girls, but when Mu Ran stood in front of her, her height seemed to block the sunlight in front of her.

Fully a head taller.

Chu Le yelled from the side: "You are the only one who has the discernment to pay, right?"

As he spoke, he came over to help Jingyi get something.

"Sister, if you have anything else to take away, I'll help you carry it!"

If Yang Chule hadn't heard Qin Qing chatting with her best friend on the phone in the living room, she wouldn't have known that Yang Jingyi had returned to Yang's mansion today.

Then he hurriedly came out to look for her, as if he had met her before and persuaded her to stay.

Yang Jingyi waved her hands and said:

"No, I'll take the frame with me."

"My friend is still waiting for me, so I won't reminisce about old times here."

The smile on Jingyi's brows was evident. She was indeed very happy to see Chu Le again.

Even though she hasn't contacted anyone in six years, Chu Le has always been thinking of ways to send letters to her school.

Jingyi didn't want to have any contact with Yang at first, but Chu Le always insisted on receiving greetings from him every semester.

Jingyi also knew that Chu Le had been whipped a lot at the hands of her second uncle, so she was lucky to be able to spend her dormitory life in college.

It seems that he is happier now than before.

"Okay then, I'll send you off." Yang Chule said seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Qin Qing shouting to Yang Chule:

"Lele, your dad asked you to come over. Come with me quickly!"

Yang Chule became irritable when he heard this:

"Can you call me by my full name? There's not much age difference between us. Don't act like you want to be my mother. Tell him I won't go!"

Qin Qing couldn't bear to show weakness and gave him a strange look.