C137 (1/2)

Xiao Bu Dian immediately chased after him, but that person quickly got into a rough rental car. The driver drove over from the back, and Xiao Yan immediately gave chase after him as soon as he got on the driver's seat.

Was it a cold summer?

Xiao Bu Dian could not believe his eyes.

He was so excited that it felt like he was riding a roller coaster, going up and down.

It should be the cool summer, right? Otherwise, how could there be two people who looked so similar?

But, why would there be a cold summer here? Did he come to see Grandma? But why not go to him?

Was she blaming him?

Blame him for not finding her after all this time?

Xiao Bu Dian clenched his hands into fists and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, it was a scene of clarity. No matter what, he had to bring the Little Demon Empress back.

What did the Rong family look like?

The corporate powers, passed down from their ancestors, had contributed in times of national crisis and donated resources. They had flourished for a time, but in the generation of Rong En's father, they had fallen.

Jung's father was not particularly capable. He had died of cancer in the last two years.

Of the remaining two sons and one daughter, Rong Junle was the son of his late ex-wife, and Rong Jing was the son of Jiang Jingwei.

The Rong family had the rules of inheritance.

Those who inherited the Rong family's business had to be the eldest son and eldest grandson of the eldest family members. The rest of them were just side branches, the only things they could do were to assist the family, and those without talent would live off of a small amount of shares.

No one would want to see such a thing.

Hearing these words, Ye Xianyu curled her lips in a dignified manner. It was just for the sake of concentrating the power. To be able to make the authority of the Rong family forever fall into his hands and then suppress them to death with a simple rule, how easy it was.

”How did he get his leg hurt without his brother's wall?” While he was asking this question, Ye Xianyu was sitting in the living room of the old house in the Rong family, drinking the fresh grapefruit juice squeezed by Uncle Rong while watching The Bears. She was enjoying the life that a dragon (the one who was left behind to look at people) could summon and did not feel like a pestle at all.

There was no awareness of an orphan nurse at all, as if all this were perfectly justified.

It really made people look down on him.

”I have done too many bad things, so I have received retribution.”

A woman came down from upstairs and said lightly.

She was pretty, but the arrogance on her face made people uncomfortable.

Ye Xianyu made a gesture with her hand, ”Yuan Qingshu?”

”No, it's Eldest Miss.”

Uncle Rong turned around to say hello to Ann. Although his expression was respectful, it did not show any of his close concern for Rong En.

It was obvious that the younger sister of one of his parents did not hold a high position in his heart.

Ye Feiyu rolled his eyes and looked at her from top to bottom. Finally, he came to a conclusion, ”Oh …”

The meaning behind his words was infuriating.

Rong Le waited for a long time, but didn't say anything. If he asked, he would appear to be at a disadvantage. So, he just humphed lightly and raised his chin. ”You are the one who got the favour?”

She looked him up and down before coming to a conclusion, ”There's nothing special about him. Compared to Qingshu, what has Rong En taken a fancy to you?”

After hearing this question, Ye Xianyu carefully thought about it before coming to a conclusion, ”Is he blind? ”Otherwise, why would she fall for Yuan Qingshu, who is an inexperienced wolf, and me, a Cinderella who doesn't care about anything?”

Was this the attitude an orphan should have? Is this something a nurse can say?

”You don't look like a fatherless orphan!”

”Thank you, but you don't seem like the sister of one of my mother and father.”

Why did the grassroots girl cower before a miss of a thousand gold? When he went to see his grandfather, he only said one thing to her: Don't embarrass him.

And with Uncle Rong here, what she was guarding against was the fact that someone was bullying her.

Thus, this woman was even more intolerable.

”Are you his woman?” The woman who walked in was dressed in simple yet elegant clothes. She was also very pretty and had a certain temperament. Ye Xianyu could not tell what temperament she had, but she felt that this person looked like her language teacher.

Of course, it was not looks, but temperament. It was just that it seemed very cultured. In fact, she had no idea what her language teacher looked like at all.

In her mind, many things seemed to have gone blank.

Forgive her lack of adjectives and missing strings in her brain, but until now, she had not come up with the word ”bookish” yet.

Ye Xiutu noticed that Uncle Rong's expression had instantly turned cold. This time, there was no need to even be polite. She only coldly called out, ”Miss Yuan.”

Was he telling her who she was? Ye Xiayu blinked and explained, ”I'm his savior!”

She didn't know why, but she felt that the title of ”Grace's Woman” made her reject it from the bottom of her heart.

She was not his woman.

Although she had always loved him.

Well, even now, she didn't know how much she loved him. She could even die for him.

She had come to the conclusion that perhaps she loved Jung's identity.

After all, she wasn't the type of person who treated money as dirt.

”Then …”