Yang Bo didn't know what Yang Lang was thinking. He was currently struggling with a bowl of chicken soup. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel

After a while, Yang Bo finally finished the chicken soup in the bowl. After finishing the chicken, he put the bowl on the table.

Ye Xiaoxuan picked up the bowl and turned around to serve it again. Yang Bo quickly stopped him, "Don't serve it anymore, I can't eat it anymore!"

Ye Xiaoxuan hesitated slightly, "Okay then, I'll save the rest for you to drink tomorrow!"

Yang Bo breathed a sigh of relief, "It almost killed me."

"That's what you want to drink!" Ye Xiaoxuan said.

Yang Bo was helpless, "Okay, I didn't stop you."

Ye Xiaoxuan couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Xiaoxuan stayed for a while, looked outside, and said, "It's getting late, I'm leaving."

"Let me see you off!" Yang Bo stood up and said. Although Ye Xiaoxuan didn't say anything more, Yang Bo could still understand what she meant.

"Well, okay!" Ye Xiaoxuan responded.

Yang Bo drove Ye Xiaoxuan back to the outside of the community, and then returned home. However, outside the community, he saw a familiar car, which was Ye Xiaoli's car. However, he did not say hello and just left.

Ye Xiaoli returned home and quickly pulled Ye Xiaoxuan out, "Damn girl, I've been waiting for you outside for so long, and your matter is almost done. How should you thank me?"

Ye Xiaoxuan's face turned red and she smiled shyly, "Sister, you haven't even finished your horoscope yet, so don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Xiaoli smiled softly, "When we go, what do we say, I guess he will definitely send you back. Can he still push this beautiful woman who comes to your door automatically?"

"Sister!" Ye Xiaoxuan said shyly.

"Xiao Li, don't talk nonsense!" Ye's mother said quickly, and then pulled Ye Xiaoxuan back to the room and interrogated her carefully.

Yu Mingwei glanced in the direction where Ye's mother was leaving. He didn't know whether he was happy or sad. As the whole family regarded Ye Xiaoxuan's marriage as the top priority, he didn't know whether this was good or bad for Ye Xiaoxuan.

The most important thing is that Yu Mingwei can vaguely feel that the falling flowers are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless!

Yang Lang was moved by Lan Yue's words. He recounted the events of the past two years in detail, talking about what happened after his father was hospitalized and how he got a property in his name for nothing.

Lan Yue immediately frowned and said, "You got a property, do you know how much your brother got?"

"Huh?" Yang Lang was stunned for a moment, "He doesn't seem to have any. He just rents his house in the city."

"Haha!" Lan Yue smiled coldly, "Do you really think so?"

Yang Lang was stunned. He had never thought too much before, and he didn't want to think too much. His family didn't have much foundation and didn't have much money. Naturally, he wouldn't think about dividing the family property. Now after Lan Yue reminded him, his

For the first time, the concept of fighting for family property came to mind!

"The house he rents? Just sell a piece of porcelain to two to three million people. Do you believe he still rents a house now?" Lan Yue stared at Yang Lang and asked.

"No way, my family probably doesn't have that much money!" Yang Lang still felt a little unbelievable.

"Please wake up. You have two sons at home. The eldest son is away from home all year round and is a bad gambler! The younger son works outside and keeps saying that he wants to help his father treat his illness! One is unfaithful and unfilial, and the other is the most loving and filial son.

Even a fool can understand which son to choose!"

"You have really lived in vain for so many years. Your parents have long left the majority of their property to their beloved younger son. They used the remaining property to buy a small house near the suburbs to appease their eldest son and also provide food for them.

His, stay his! Are you still obsessed with it now?"

Lan Yue slapped Yang Lang's face with her hand, getting harder and louder, until she spat out the last word and slapped Yang Lang in the face. Yang Lang's face turned red and slightly swollen!

Yang Lang didn't seem to notice this, his eyes flashed sharply, "You are the ones who apologized to me first!"

Yang Lang dialed Yang's mother's phone number, and soon the call was connected.

"Xiao Lang, where are you? Why didn't you come back all night?" Mother Yang's first question was.

"Mom, I'm playing with my friends outside, don't worry about me." Yang Lang said.

"Xiao Lang, you have to come back soon. Come back for dinner tonight!"

"Mom, I have a new girlfriend." Yang Lang reported the good news to Yang's mother with some excitement.

"It's true, old man, Xiao Lang has a girlfriend!" Yang's mother said loudly to Yang's father.

Yang Lang felt a little relieved when he heard his mother's tone. He looked up and saw Lan Yue holding a piece of paper in her hand, with a line of words written on it, "My girlfriend wants 10,000 yuan for a gift for her birthday."

Yang's father took the phone, smiled cheerfully, and asked Yang Lang: "Xiao Lang, how long have you had your girlfriend?"

"It's been three or four months, and we still haven't confirmed our relationship, so I'm too embarrassed to tell you." Yang Lang said nonsense. In fact, they had only known each other for three or four days.

Yang Lang said: "Dad, my girlfriend is very beautiful and treats me very well. I will bring her home to show you in two days!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Father Yang was very excited and praised repeatedly.

"By the way, Dad, my girlfriend's birthday is coming soon. Can you give me some money so I can buy her some gifts?" Yang Lang said.

"Yes, of course, how much do you want?" Yang's father is very supportive of Yang Lang having a girlfriend, because in his opinion, if Yang Lang really gets married, he might be able to get some relief.

"Dad, thank you so much. I don't want much, only ten thousand yuan is enough!" Yang Lang said.

Father Yang was stunned for a moment, and the only sound on the phone was his heavy breathing.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Yang Lang asked tentatively.

Father Yang confirmed again: "How much did you just say you wanted?"

"Dad, I don't want much, only ten thousand yuan is enough!" Yang Lang said.

"Only 10,000 yuan!" After hearing this, Yang's father immediately said angrily: "Only 10,000 yuan, you think making money is so easy to make, a birthday will cost 10,000 yuan, and then you will get married? Wouldn't it cost hundreds?

Ten thousand?"

"Dad, what do you mean?" Yang Lang's good mood was suddenly destroyed, and the few glimmers of hope he had originally had disappeared.

"What do I mean? How come you, a prodigal son, give you such an expensive gift for your birthday? Our family is not a wealthy family, how can we have so much money to give you!" Yang's father said angrily.

"Dad, don't our family have any money? I saw Xiaobo this morning holding a piece of porcelain, asking for as much as two to three million. He has so much money, but his money was not given by his family? How can you say that?

No money?"
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