"Elder sister, it's Kong Jing. She has to be like this. I really can't beat her."

Yan Yi's face turned red and his ears were burning.

Not long ago, he just thought of the room as a children's room and promised shangning that it would always be her home and her room.

In just a few days, he began to work on the transformation again.

It's a real slap in the face.

"It's Kong Jing."

Shang Ning smiles a little and is too lazy to tear it down.

Turn head to Gu Qingfeng to say: "you are busy first, I go downstairs first."

"Well, come back early."

Gu Qingfeng is in a good mood. He rubs Shang Ning's head and nods to Yan Yi.

Yan Yi Leng Leng was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, quite emotional.

Before, he had never seen such natural intimacy in Huang Xingwen and Yan Ning.

Let alone his sister, he is not himself.

The marriage with Kong Jing is more like the idea that people of the same age can't be left behind. Find a girl from a nearby town, learn the immature way of love, and soon talk about marriage. The two families sit down to discuss matters, such as betrothal gifts, and then get a certificate to have children.

Yan Yi's mouth is slightly bitter, and suddenly realizes a question - do I really love Kong Jing? Does Kong Jing really love me?

He and Kong Jing are very young, but they don't feel like falling in love long ago. Life is all about making money, discussing family property, house, children and so on.

"What about mom? Still at the theatre? "

Shang Ning's voice interrupted Yan Yi's melancholy.

Gu Qingfeng has been busy working behind closed doors. He has a conference call with important foreign partners in the evening, and the appointed time is almost up.

"Well, mom said 100 yuan. Kong Jing and I didn't look at it. She had to look at the capital back..."

When Murakami was singing, every family donated money together every year. When I was a child, it was five yuan and ten yuan. Now it's at least one hundred yuan. If I have money, I'll pay more. When the time comes, I'll write down the amount of money and put my name on the display window at the entrance of the village. It's face saving.

Basically, no one would even refuse to give a hundred yuan, which would only make people unable to raise their heads in the village.

Yan Yi didn't finish what he said. After seeing Gu Qingfeng, he was afraid that Shang Ning thought it was too vulgar to look back at a hundred yuan family.

The sister and brother casually talk about going downstairs as usual. At this time, Tao Sumei may hear the villagers say that Yanning has come back. She is calling Yanyi to confirm.

"Yes, my sister is back."

With Yan Yi's reply, Tao Sumei hung up.

There are free calls for a fixed time every month. I'm afraid I'll charge extra if I exceed it.

Yan Yi observes Shang Ning's face. She's already sitting down and eating the strawberries that Kong Jing bought at the stall in the afternoon.

For a moment, I can't see why shangning came back with her boyfriend at night without saying hello.

Hearing Tao Su Mei's loud voice talking with others in the distance, he quickly said, "it seems that mom is back. I'll go and have a look."

"Go ahead."

Shangning naturally has no opinion.

Seeing Yan Yi trot to the gate of the yard, he looked back at Shang Ning, took Tao Sumei who had already arrived and whispered something. The mother and son's eyes were on Gu Qingfeng's car.

Shang Ning stirred up a thin and cool smile.

Yan Yi is Yan Ning's good brother.

In fact, he is selfish, but he knows how to hide behind the two women, his mother and his wife, and let them embarrass Yanning and extract the value of Yanning.

Seeing Yanning's pain, he apologizes to Yanning and says that he will try to manage Kong Jing and persuade his mother.

Kong Jing and Tao Sumei ask Yanning to buy things. Later, shangning insists on divorce, and he connives at it. He even deliberately urges Kong Jing to make trouble, forcing Tao Sumei to transfer the ownership of the house and ask shangning to sign up to give up the inheritance.

He got the benefits and maintained the most just and helpless posture in the family.