Yang Bo didn't know what Yang Lang was thinking, he was struggling to deal with a bowl of chicken soup at this time.

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

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

Ye Xiaoxuan hesitated slightly, "Okay then, keep the rest for you to drink tomorrow!"

Yang Bo breathed a sigh of relief, "It's almost going to kill me." ”

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

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

Ye Xiaoxuan couldn't help laughing.

Ye Xiaoxuan stayed for a while, glanced out, and said, "It's not early, I'm leaving." ”

"I'll send you!" Yang Bo got up and said, although Ye Xiaoxuan didn't say anything, Yang Bo could still understand what she meant.

"Well, okay!" Ye Xiaoxuan should come down.

Yang Bo drove Ye Xiaoxuan back to the outside of the community, this is the way to go home, but outside the community, he saw a familiar car, which was Ye Xiaoli's car, but he didn't say hello, just left.

Ye Xiaoli returned home and hurriedly pulled Ye Xiaoxuan out, "Dead girl, I've been waiting for you outside for so long, your business is almost done, how can you thank me?"

Ye Xiaoxuan's face was flushed, and her smile was shy, "Sister, you haven't written a word yet, don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Xiaoli smiled lightly, "When you go, how can we say it, I guess he will definitely send you back, this big beauty who is automatically sent to the door, can he still push it out?"

"Sister!" Ye Xiaoxuan said shyly.

"Xiaoli, don't talk nonsense!" Ye Mu hurriedly said, and then pulled Ye Xiaoxuan back to the room and interrogated her carefully.

Yu Mingwei glanced in the direction where Ye's mother left, I don't know whether it is joy or sadness, when the whole family regards Ye Xiaoxuan's marriage as the number one priority, I don't know if this is good or bad for Ye Xiaoxuan.

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

Yang Lang was moved by what Lan Yue said, he talked about the things of the past two years in detail, and when it came to what happened after his father was hospitalized, he got a set of real estate in his name for nothing.

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

"Huh?" Yang Lang was stunned for a moment, "He doesn't seem to have it, his house in the city is rented." ”

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

Yang Lang was stunned, he hadn't thought much about it before, and he didn't want to think about it too much, the family didn't have much foundation, and he didn't have much money, so he naturally wouldn't think of dividing the family property, and now after Lan Yue's reminder, the concept of fighting for family property was born in his mind for the first time!

"The house he rents?there are two or three million people who sell a piece of porcelain casually, do you believe that he still rents a house to live in?" Lan Yue stared at Yang Lang and asked.

"This, no, there shouldn't be so much money at home!" Yang Lang still felt a little incredulous.

"Wake up, you have two sons at home, the eldest son is away from home all the year round, and he is a bad gambler! The younger son is working outside, and he keeps saying that he wants to help his father heal! One is unfaithful and unfilial, and the other is affectionate and filial, 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 bulk of their property to their beloved younger son, and bought a small house near the suburbs to appease the eldest son, and they still want to eat him and live in him!

Lan Yue slapped Yang Lang's face with her hand, her strength became stronger and stronger, and her voice became louder and louder, until the last word was spit out, and a big slap was slapped, Yang Lang's face was red and slightly swollen!

Yang Lang didn't seem to notice this, and his eyes flashed sharply, "It's you who are sorry for me first!"

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

"Xiao Lang, where are you, why didn't you come back all night?" Yang Mu's first sentence was to question.

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

"Xiao Lang, you have to come back quickly, come back for dinner tonight!"

"Mom, I have a new girlfriend. Yang Lang was a little excited and said to Yang's mother.

"It's true, hey, old man, Xiao Lang has a girlfriend!" Mother Yang said loudly to Father Yang.

Yang Lang was a little relieved when he heard his mother's tone, he looked up and saw Lan Yue holding a piece of paper in his hand, on which was written a line of words, "My girlfriend has a birthday and wants 10,000 yuan to give a gift." ”

Father Yang took the phone, smiled happily, and asked Yang Lang, "Xiao Lang, how long has your girlfriend been?"

"It's been three or four months, and I haven't confirmed the relationship, so I'm not embarrassed to tell you. Yang Lang said nonsense, in fact, they have only known each other for three or four days.

Yang Lang said: "Dad, my girlfriend is very beautiful and very good to me, I will take it home to you in two days!"

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

"By the way, Dad, my girlfriend is about to have a birthday, can you give me some money, I can buy her some gifts!" Yang Lang said.

"Yes, of course you can, how much do you want?" Father Yang was very supportive of Yang Lang getting a girlfriend, because in his opinion, if Yang Lang was really married, he might be able to retract his heart.

"Dad, thank you so much, I don't want much, only 10,000 yuan is enough!" Yang Lang said.

Father Yang was stunned all of a sudden, and only heavy breathing was left on the phone.

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

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

"Dad, I don't want much, only 10,000 yuan is enough!" Yang Lang said.

"It's only 10,000 yuan!" Father Yang heard this, and immediately said angrily: "It's only 10,000 yuan, do you think it's so easy to make money, you need 10,000 yuan for a birthday, and you will get married in the future?

"Dad, what do you mean by that?" Yang Lang's good mood was destroyed all of a sudden, and the few glimmers of hope he still had were gone.

"What do I mean? You loser, how can you give such a valuable gift for a birthday? Our family is not a rich family, where can we have so much money for you!" Father Yang said angrily.

"Dad, don't we have any money in our family? I saw Xiaobo this morning holding a piece of porcelain, the asking price is as high as two or three million, he has so much money in his hand, his money is not given by the family? How can you say that there is no money?"

Yang Lang's mind was full of anger, and he was immediately annoyed when he thought that Yang Bo lived in a big house in the city, and he could only be assigned a small house in the suburbs.