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

Chapter 696 I saw my mother
Yang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly and said calmly: "Xiaoyu, don't be anxious for now. Speak slowly. What's wrong with Chu Le?"

On the other side of the phone.

Zuo Yu looked at the big boy running wildly against the traffic not far away, and his heart was in his throat.

She replied with a trembling voice: "Senior Yang and I just met at the west gate. Not long after we got in the car, he suddenly asked to stop the car excitedly."

"The road was closed to traffic at that time, and the driver's uncle told him to wait for a while."

"As a result, Senior Yang jumped out of the car."

"Sister Jingyi, what should I do?"

Yang Jingyi gasped when she heard this, and quickly made eye contact with Song Muran.

Song Muran understood, immediately started the car, changed direction, and drove towards Beiqing.

At the same time, Yang Jingyi patiently comforted Zuo Yu.

"Can you still see Yang Chule?"

After hearing Zuo Yu's affirmative answer, Yang Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoyu, now I have to ask you to catch up."

"Just make sure that Yang Chule is always in your sight. Can you do that?"

Zuo Yu looked at Yang Chule who was about to disappear at the end of the traffic, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes."

"Very good." Yang Jingyi paused, and when she spoke again, her tone was more solemn, "Then I will leave Yang Chule to you first."

Zuo Yu's cheeks turned red unconsciously. She had never had such high expectations since she was a child.

She held the phone tightly with her fingertips and her eyes were firm: "Don't worry, Sister Jingyi."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Yu ignored the dissuasion of the driver behind him, gritted his teeth and followed Yang Chule.

On the other side, Song Muran increased the speed to the fastest speed.

Big G arrows generally shuttled through the traffic.

He didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Twenty minutes later, Yang Jingyi saw Yang Chule in a state of embarrassment on a small road three streets away from Beiqing.

And Zuo Yu, who was squatting beside him from a distance and staring at him.

Yang Jingyi got out of the car and didn't even have time to close the door, so she walked over quickly.

"Yang Chule, you are crazy!"

Yang Chule lowered his head and said nothing.

Zuo Yu's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he quickly stood up and whispered: "Sister Jingyi, don't be angry yet. Senior Yang may have some reasons."

Although she and Yang Chule didn't meet many times, she could feel that the other person was a very kind person.

Therefore, she didn't think Yang Chule would do such a dangerous thing for no reason.

Yang Jingyi took a breath and suppressed the emotions in her heart.

"Thank you for today, Xiaoyu, but we may have to break our appointment."

"Please tell your sister and father."

Yang Chule had many scratches on his body and his pants were torn at the knees.

She had to take Yang Chule to the hospital.

As for the Zuo family, they can only push it aside temporarily.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zuo Yu waved her hands in understanding, "It's okay at home."

Yang Jingyi still felt sorry and handed the gift she had prepared to Zuo Yu, asking her to convey her apology on her behalf.

After personally putting Zuo Yu into Zuo's car and watching her leave, Yang Jingyi returned to the roadside.

Song Muran had already sat down next to Yang Chule, lowering his head and not knowing what he was talking about.

This time Yang Jingyi walked in, and Yang Chule finally reacted.

He raised his head and smiled bitterly from Yang Jingyi.

"Sister, I made you worry."

Yang Jingyi couldn't bear to see him like this.

With Yang Tianqiang's temper, Yang Chule has suffered a lot over the years. But Yang Chule never said this in the letters he sent her, he only happily wished her a happy holiday.

Sometimes she thought that it was a miracle that Yang Chule didn't grow crooked in such a family.

Yang Jingyi sighed helplessly and sat down on the other side of Yang Chule.

"Is the injury serious?"

Yang Chule shook his head gently and remained silent for a long time before saying hoarsely: "I saw my mother."

Yang Jingyi and Song Muran were both startled, but what they had in mind was completely different.

"Are you sure?" Song Muran asked, "Could it be that they are similar? After all, you have been looking for aunt for so many years."

Yang Chule twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Brother, I know you don't believe it. Even I haven't calmed down yet."

At that time, he just glanced at the crowd.

After so many years, he knew that Lin Shan had changed a long time ago.

But when he saw that figure, his brain was sure of the other person's identity almost instantly.

"It must be her."

Yang Chule pulled his dirty sleeves and wiped his red eyes, his young face full of sadness and unwillingness.

"I won't admit my mistake."

"If the car hadn't suddenly rushed out, I wouldn't have lost it."

"I kept calling her from behind, but she didn't look back."

Yang Chule's voice became choked as he spoke.

"Actually, I didn't think anything of it."

"She divorced Yang Tianqiang, and I never complained about her."

"I just... I haven't seen her in so many years and miss her."

"I just want to ask her...if she has thought about me in these years."

"She has been refusing to come see me. Is it because she hates me too?"

When he said the last sentence, Yang Chule could no longer control his emotions, and tears fell heavily.

He has been tormented by doubts that have been hidden deep in his heart since his youth.

He sympathized with Lin Shan for marrying a scumbag like Yang Tianqiang, and was glad that Lin Shan had the courage to leave.

But at the same time, he was also afraid.

He was afraid that Lin Shan would resent him because of his Yang Tianqiang bloodline.

Yang Chule quickly lowered his head, not wanting Yang Jingyi and Song Muran to see his tears.

"You..." Yang Jingyi felt sad in her heart, "You are still the same as when you were a child."

After saying that, she hugged Yang Chule's head and patted it gently like she did when she was a child.

"Why are you lowering your head? I haven't seen what you look like?"

"Think about the time when you were running around naked..."

"Sister!" Yang Chule collapsed, "Why are you talking about this!"

Yang Jingyi shrugged pretending to be relaxed: "Don't I see some children carrying the baggage of idols in front of their sisters?"

Yang Chule couldn't help but cry. He plucked the hem of his clothes and rubbed his face, wiping away all the tears and snot.

"I'm already in my twenties, so I still want to save face, okay?"

Yang Jingyi pushed his head away in disgust: "Mu Ran, go to the car and get him some paper!"

Yang Chule pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Everything has been wiped clean."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about cleanliness?" Yang Jingyi barely took off the clothes on his body that were mixed with dust, blood stains, tears and snot and threw them away.

Song Muran watched the two of them bickering, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he obediently got up and got the wet wipes.

"It's better to go to the hospital."

“A car accident can be big or small, so it’s better to get it checked out just in case.”