Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Mr. Zhuo, it seems...Miss Ruan is going to Guzhen again." Secretary Xiao Zhao said as the Rolls-Royce co-driver got on the back seat.

"Well, just follow along."

The middle-aged man replied in a low voice, with a deep and gentle voice, and then continued to look at the information in his hand.

Xiao Zhao investigated very carefully, and the young girl who looked like Mingzhu was indeed Mingzhu's daughter.

This little girl used a golden cicada trick to escape her shell and took away the two children of the Feng family by feigning death. After more than four years, she quietly returned to China. She has a successful career and a mature heart.

After reading all the information, Zhuo Yueluan sighed deeply, and said to himself: "Mingzhu...it's my fault, if I came back earlier, knowing that you left at such a young age, I would definitely take your daughter to be raised , never let her stay in the Yang family and be bullied by her stepmother like this."

Xiao Zhao turned around and asked: "Mr. Zhuo, do you still want to take this Miss Ruan away now? I have been investigating her for the past few days, and found a lot of news scattered on the Internet, all of which are about cyberbullying her. She The old relationship with that Mr. Feng is revived, but Mr. Feng's family disagrees with each other. Now that the Feng family is on the cusp, you must have seen the financial news—maybe, the Feng family will go bankrupt this time, Ruan If Miss is still with him, I'm afraid that in the future..."

Zhuo Yueluan said: "She is not a child now, and I can't just take her away if I want to. Besides, I have no relationship with her, and I have no position to do so."

Xiao Zhao was puzzled: "Then you asked me to investigate her because you wanted to..."

"I just want to know if she's doing well. If it's good, I won't bother you. If it's not..."

If it's not good, of course he won't stand idly by.

When he was young, he was on a mission and had to leave the ancient town, so he failed Mingzhu.

Now that he is free, he is qualified to come back to look for his former lover, but he doesn't want to... the old man is gone, leaving only sadness.

Fortunately, if you can't meet Mingzhu, you can meet her daughter-this may be God's will.

He is willing to provide Mingzhu's daughter with all protection within the scope of his ability.

There are very clear photos in the file, which belong to Yang Qianyu.

Zhuo Yueluan stared at the photo obsessively, his eyes were unbelievably warm, as if his eyes had passed through the paper, and he had traveled back several decades, and saw the beautiful woman smiling gracefully at him in that small town with flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River.

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Yang Qianyu stepped into the courtyard again, without saying a word of nonsense, and directly threw the evidence in front of the woman.

Yang Zijun stepped forward arrogantly, and looked at her with contempt: "The evidence is solid, if you don't want to squat, just pack up and leave, and leave Jiangcheng forever!"

The woman picked up those materials, flipped through them, and immediately yelled: "You guys are so rich! What's wrong with helping me? The old saying is right, being rich is not benevolent! You are just being rich and not benevolent!"

Yang Qianyu was too lazy to waste his time talking, so he shook his head slightly, and the bodyguard came forward and stood on both sides of the woman.

The lawyer also stepped forward and handed her the ticket: "The tickets are all bought for you, go back to your hometown."

The woman wanted to scold her, but the old woman stepped forward and grabbed her daughter: "Let's go, don't be ashamed anymore... You, really... Didn't listen to the persuasion back then, I decided to listen to the persuasion..."

The family was cursing, and after packing up, Yang Qianyu sent someone to take them away in person.

The end of the year is approaching, and the temperature has picked up a lot.

Yang Qianyu sat in the courtyard, basking in the warm sun, looking up at the blue sky above her head. After a while, she thought of something, took out her phone and took a picture of the blue sky and white clouds, and sent it to Feng Moyan.

[When you finish your work, we will come to the ancient town for a few days, this yard is very comfortable to live in. 】

The man called quickly.

"Hello..." She was sunburned lazily, and with the trouble solved, she was in a relaxed mood, and her tone of speech was lazy and weak.

Listening to her tone, Feng Moyan's ears were numb, and he asked in a low voice, "Is the matter resolved?"

"Well. You must have never imagined that the little boy was not Yang Guohua's own. The evidence is solid. The woman cursed for a while, and then left in despair."

Feng Moyan's tone was full of admiration, "Scholar will look at you with admiration for three days, my Qianqian is indeed not what it used to be."

"I don't deserve the credit, it's Yang Zijun who did it all by himself. If you want to praise it—of course you have to praise Mr. Feng's vision of people!" She said later, adding a smile to her words.

Mr. Feng immediately became proud, "That's the only time in my life that I missed it once, and it brought me half my life's pain. I don't dare to miss it again."

He didn't express the deep meaning of what he said, but Yang Qianyu understood it all.

He meant that he had misjudged her, didn't trust her, and doubted her, which caused so many misunderstandings and hurts later on, and also made the two of them go from childhood sweethearts to strangers.

Yang Qianyu was in a good mood and didn't want to bring up old accounts, not to mention that these things have already been turned over, so there is no need to mention them, so she sighed leisurely and said: "You are busy, I hang up, continue to bask in the sun, it's so comfortable... "

Listening to her lazy tone, Feng Moyan saw her lazy posture in his mind, and felt soft in his heart, "When I finish my work, I will bask in the sun with you."

"Let's talk after you're done..."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu sat dryly for a while, then suddenly thought of something, sat up and looked at the wing behind him.

Yang Zijun poured water for her, and seeing her staring at the house thoughtfully, he asked curiously, "What do you want?"

"I'm thinking... This courtyard house has been around for decades, and it's a little messy and dilapidated. After the new year, I'll have someone repair it and use it as a resort in the future. It's nice to stay here occasionally."

Yang Zijun took a sip of tea and put down the water glass, and asked her, "Do you know the price of this courtyard house?"

Yang Qianyu looked at him intently, "Have you inquired about it?"

"Well, the average price of a big quadruple like this is not less than [-] per square meter. If you roughly calculate the area here, you will know the total price."

"Eighty thousand?" Yang Qianyu was slightly speechless.

No wonder, before Feng Moyan learned that she had a courtyard house under her name, she teased her for being a rich woman.

It turns out that the courtyard houses in this ancient town are so valuable!

No wonder Yang Guohua did everything he could to force her to give up her property rights.

If this courtyard house is sold, all the internal and external debts of his company and personal can be repaid.

Yang Zijun leaned on the stone railing, and praised himself in a dragged tone, "Am I also treating money like dung, which is quite magnanimous?"

Yang Qianyu smiled, "Yes! If you regret it in the future, don't turn against me."

"whispering sound--"

The siblings were joking, and Yang Zijun caught a glimpse of someone coming in from the screen wall.

He thought it was another tourist, so he immediately got up and said, "Sorry, this is a private house, not a landscape area."

Secretary Xiao Zhao smiled politely, "Hi, I'm not a tourist, I want to find the owner of this yard."

Looking for the owner of the yard?

Yang Qianyu immediately sat up a little bit, with a polite expression on her face: "Hi, I am the owner of this courtyard, what can I do for you?"