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

Chapter 697 Is it Aunt Lin?

Yang Chule rubbed his nose embarrassedly.

"The car didn't hit me. I just didn't pay attention. I was startled and fell down."

Yang Jingyi patted his head gently and said without any doubt: "Then we have to go to the hospital. Get in the car quickly and don't force me to do anything."

Yang Chule had rarely seen her look so stern, so he immediately got into the back seat of the car obediently and huddled in the corner like a quail.

Song Muran located the nearby hospital.

Yang Jingyi looked at the receding street scene outside the car window and suddenly remembered something: "Which street did you see your mother on?"

Yang Chule raised his head in surprise, pursed his lips again and again, and then asked excitedly: "Sister, do you believe me?"

Yang Jingyi's eyes became distant, and she stared into the void, not knowing what she was thinking.

"I just feel that if it were me, I wouldn't admit my mistake."

If her parents could come back from the dead.

Song Muran took a breath and glanced at the side of her face.

The passenger window was half-down, and the dappled sunlight outside shone on her fair face, giving her a heartbreaking feeling of fragmentation.

Song Muran remembered again when he went to Paris to see her last year.

At that time, Yang Jingyi had become a member of the Paris Fashion Association and stood at the top of the design stage amid heated discussions.

But she was like this, but she was alone on her birthday.

She went to the cake shop where she often bought herself a small cake, and then blew out the candles in the park.

It was also a nice day, and the sun fell on her like today, making people feel distressed and want to hug her.

"It's on the street outside the west gate." Yang Chule regained his energy, pulled up the backrest and stretched his head forward, "Last time, sister, you had dinner with us in the dormitory in front of the store."

Yang Jingyi nodded clearly: "I understand."

She took out her phone and opened WeChat, sending the address like a person with a black profile picture.

Yang Chule noticed it and asked curiously: "Sister, what are you doing?"

"I recently hired a private detective to investigate something." Yang Jingyi shook her phone at him, "It's a good time to put it to good use. Let's see if the other party can find a way to get surveillance on that street."

Yang Chule's eyes lit up: "Sister! You are my biological sister!"

Yang Jingyi curled her lips: "Can you go to the hospital with peace of mind now?"

Yang Chule nodded wildly, and neither of them noticed that Song Muran, who was driving, was silent.

After arriving at the hospital, Yang Jingyi went to register Yang Chule in person.

Song Muran was responsible for running errands and lining up for Yang Chule.

It took two hours to complete all the examinations.

Yang Chulesheng was in good health at a young age and was indeed not injured. However, the doctor still recommended that he be hospitalized for one night for observation to see if there were any sequelae such as concussion.

"I don't think I need to be hospitalized." Yang Chule scratched his head.

Yang Jingyi glared at him, and he immediately changed his tune.

"It's okay to stay for one night."

After saying that, he smiled at Yang Jing with a flattering look on his face.

"Sister, I heard from Mu Ran that you have some entertainment tonight. You go and do your business. I'm such a grown-up person and can take care of myself."

Yang Jingyi looked at the time and saw that there was still an hour before the class reunion, so it was indeed in time.

She thought she wouldn't be able to go to the class reunion tonight.

I didn’t expect there was still time.

She thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll come over to see you when I'm done. Don't mess around."

Yang Chule nodded repeatedly and raised three fingers to swear and guarantee. There was no trace of crying on the street before on his lively face.

Yang Jingyi was completely relieved to see him like this.

After completing the hospitalization procedures for Yang Chule, she discovered that Song Muran had disappeared at some point.

Yang Jingyi sent Yang Chule a WeChat message and went out to look for someone.

When passing a stairwell, I heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

"Don't worry."

"He's not seriously injured. He's been examined. It's just some skin trauma."

Yang Jingyi stopped in confusion. Who is Song Muran calling?

Is Yang Tianqiang?

Before she could figure out the result, she got the answer from Song Mulan.

"Auntie, I think the top priority now is that you need to make a decision as soon as possible."

"Alice will help Chu Le, and maybe they will find you soon."

Yang Jingyi: "!!!"

Her heart was beating wildly, and she pushed open the emergency exit door with trembling hands.

Song Muran didn't expect someone to come in suddenly. He looked back in surprise and met Yang Jingyi's eyes in disbelief.

There was a moment of silence in the air, which also made the voice on the other end of the phone particularly clear.

"Mu Ran, I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"Please help me watch Chu Le and don't let him do stupid things again."

"Let me think about it again."

Yang Jingyi's breath was suffocated.

Even through the phone, she could still recognize Lin Shan's voice.

Song Muran quickly calmed down. He first responded to Lin Shan's instructions and then comforted the other party before hanging up the phone.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath and walked towards Yang Jingyi.

"Alice, please listen to my explanation."

Yang Jingyi took a step back and opened the distance between the two.

"Have you always been in contact with Aunt Lin?"

Song Muran was stung by her retreating movement and could only stop.

"Things are a bit complicated, I can explain it to you slowly."

"But before that, can you promise not to be angry with me?"

Yang Jingyi was a little confused.

This incident was beyond her expectation and completely shattered her understanding of Song Muran.

"I can't promise you that."

Yang Jingyi pursed her red lips tightly and spoke every word.

Song Muran's heart was heavy and her hair was heavy.

This is the outcome he least wants to face.

Before, he was worried that Yang Chule would not forgive him after knowing the truth.

But now something worse than that has emerged.

Song Muran sighed deeply and said truthfully: "After Aunt Lin divorced Yang Tianqiang, she has been reluctant to let go of Chu Le."

"So I have been doing odd jobs near Chu Le's school, hoping to meet Chu Le by chance."

"I met her accidentally when I was in the first semester of my second year of high school."

"Later, my mother took her in."

"I persuaded Aunt Lin and hoped that she could meet Chu Le."

"But Aunt Lin has a knot in her mind, so she has postponed it until now."

Yang Jingyi frowned slightly, and thought of something in an instant: "Chu Le said before that you have an aunt in your family who cooks delicious food. Is this Aunt Lin?"

Song Muran nodded and said, "That's right. Aunt Lin feels sorry for Yang Chule living on campus, so she often cooks food and asks me to bring it to him."

"Yang Chule thought the taste was familiar and wanted to meet Aunt Lin several times."

"Aunt Lin can only find various excuses to avoid it."

As he spoke, he paused.

"Aunt Lin went to Beiqing today and heard that Chu Le's work was selected as an excellent design by the school and displayed to the outside world."

"She wanted to take a photo as a souvenir."

"Although she has not met Chu Le in these years, she has not missed every important moment in his life."