"Mr. Zhuo, it seems...Miss Ruan is going to the ancient town again." On the passenger side of the Rolls-Royce, secretary Xiao Zhao looked back at the back seat and said.

"Well, just follow."

The middle-aged man responded in a low voice, his voice low and gentle, and then continued to read the information in his hand.

Xiao Zhao investigated in detail and found that the young girl who looked like Mingzhu was indeed Mingzhu's daughter.

This little girl used a golden cicada trick to escape from her shell and faked her death and took away the two children of the Feng family. More than four years later, she quietly returned to China. She has a successful career and a mature heart. She is no longer the little orphan girl she once was, allowing others to bully her.

After reading all the information, Zhuo Yueluan sighed deeply and said to himself: "Mingzhu... it's my fault. If I had come back earlier and knew that you left so young, I would definitely take your daughter to raise her."

, I will never let her stay in the Yang family and be bullied like this by her stepmother."

Xiao Zhao turned around and asked: "Mr. Zhuo, do you still want to take Miss Ruan away now? In the past few days when I was investigating her, I found a lot of scattered information on the Internet, all of which were used to rape her. She

The old relationship with Mr. Feng has rekindled, but Mr. Feng’s family disagrees. Now the Feng family is at the forefront. You must have seen the financial news - maybe, the Feng family will be completely bankrupt this time, Ruan

If the young lady is still with him, I'm afraid that in the future..."

Zhuo Yueluan said: "She is not a child now, and I can't take her away if I want. Besides, I am not related to 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 is doing well. If she is doing well, I won't bother her. If she is not doing well..."

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

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

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

Fortunately, if I can't meet Mingzhu, I can meet her daughter - maybe this is 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 information, which are of Yang Qianyu.

Zhuo Yueluan stared at the photo infatuatedly, his eyes were incredibly warm, as if he were looking through the paper and traveled back decades ago, and saw the beautiful woman who smiled at him in that small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

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

Yang Zijun walked forward boldly and looked at her with disdain: "The evidence is irrefutable. If you don't want to stay in the house, just pack up and leave Jiangcheng forever!"

The woman picked up the information, flipped through it, and immediately yelled: "You are so rich! Why don't you help me? The old saying is true, wealth is unkind! You are just rich and unkind!"

Yang Qianyu didn't want to waste any more words, so she shook her head slightly, and the bodyguards came forward and stood on both sides of the woman.

The lawyer also stepped forward and handed her the ticket: "I have bought the tickets 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 embarrass yourself anymore... You really... didn't listen to the advice at the beginning, you must have ignored it..."

The family cursed and packed their things, and Yang Qianyu sent someone to send them away in person.

As the new year approaches, the temperature has risen quite a bit.

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 mobile phone, took a photo of the blue sky and white clouds, and sent it to Feng Moyan.

[After you finish your busy work, we will come to the ancient town for a few days. It will be quite comfortable to live in this courtyard.]

The man called quickly.

"Hey..." She was lazily basked in the sun, and her troubles were solved, and she was in a relaxed mood, and her tone of voice was lazy and weak.

Feng Moyan's ears felt numb when he heard her tone, and he asked in a low voice: "Is the matter resolved?"

"Hmm. You must have never imagined that the little boy is not Yang Guohua's biological child. There is conclusive evidence. The woman cursed for a while and then left in despair."

Feng Moyan's tone was filled with admiration, "Three days after our separation, we should look at each other with admiration. My Qianqian is indeed different from what he used to be."

"The credit for this is not mine, it was done by Yang Zijun. If I want to praise him - of course I have to praise Mr. for his good eye for people!" She said this with a smile on her face.

Mr. Feng immediately became proud, "That was the only time in my life that I made a mistake. It caused me pain for half my life. I don't dare to make a mistake again."

The deep meaning of his words was not clearly stated, but Yang Qianyu understood it all.

He meant that he misjudged her, did not trust her, and doubted her, which caused so many misunderstandings and injuries later on, and also caused the two of them to become strangers from childhood sweethearts.

Yang Qianyu was in a good mood and didn't want to settle old scores. Besides, these things had been settled, so there was no need to mention them, so she sighed leisurely and said: "You go ahead, I'll hang up and continue to bask in the sun, it's so comfortable..."

"

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

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

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu sat there for a while, then suddenly thought of something, sat up and looked towards the wing behind her.

Yang Zijun poured water for her. Seeing her staring at the house thoughtfully, he asked curiously: "What do you want to do?"

"I was thinking...this courtyard house has been here for decades and is a bit dirty and dilapidated. After the Chinese New Year, I will have it repaired and it can be used as a resort to stay here occasionally. It will be pleasant."

Yang Zijun took a sip of tea, 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 large four-bedroom apartment like this is no less than 80,000 yuan 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, when Feng Moyan learned that she had a courtyard house under her name, he teased her about being a rich woman.

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

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

If this courtyard house is sold, all the debts of his company and himself, both internal and external, can be paid off.

Yang Zijun leaned on the stone railing and praised himself in a low tone, "Am I also treating money like dirt, and am I quite magnanimous?"

Yang Qianyu smiled and said, "Yes! If you regret it in the future, don't fall out with me."

"whispering sound--"

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

He thought it was another tourist visiting, so he immediately stood up and said, "I'm sorry, this is a private residence, not a landscape area."

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

Looking for the owner of the yard?
Chapter completed!