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"Of course, the body is the most important, I heard that my sister's stomach is not very good, so I still have to pay attention to some diet." Yuan Youli looks like she is really a good sister at the moment.

"Thank you, so why does my sister know why I have a bad stomach?" I confronted her, and I guessed she couldn't imagine my life in those days.

I suffered in hell, but she dwelt on the clouds and enjoyed herself.

Yuan Youli didn't speak, just looked at me.

"Because I was hungry and cold for a while, so miserable that I searched for food in the garbage can to survive." I'm telling her a true, but cruel story.

I'm not as proud as you think, I have nothing, nothing. It's not that easy for me to have fun here like you, but I've worked hard to climb up step by step.

I saw that there was something strange in Yuan Youli's eyes at the moment, and she stopped her movements and looked at me. Just look at me like that.

"Can you believe it? The hell you chewed on was my fearless paradise. "I don't want to get Yuan Youli's mercy, I want her to know that I have lived in hell, so I will not give up the life of living on the clouds, I don't want to fall from a height, because I don't want to go through that life again.

"Cause." Yuan Youli looked at me, and her eyes were now pitying.

"So there's no way I'm going to give up what I have now." I could be crazy.

Since you can't learn to love me, let you experience what life is all about. The sister who supported me through that period has completely changed now, so I will change too.

"Then I must also tell you a little, Wei Qian will never give it to you." Yuan Youli is very sure of the fact that she told me a fact.

I laughed, and it was ugly. "I'm still thinking about it, I'm giving you a choice, do you want me or Wei Qian, now I know the result."

Yes, so Yuan Youli we don't have a future. Let's hate each other, so that life can be fulfilling.

I was silent and finished the meal completely. Then put down the dishes and chopsticks and leave.

"Don't you want that information?" Yuan Youli stopped me.

Of course, I know what Yuan Youli means by the information, the information that can be found about my mother. "What are your conditions?"

There is no free lunch in the world, how could Yuan Youli not ask for it?

"This time the Asakshima Bay plan is completed, you take the initiative to give way, and you are still a shareholder." Yuan Youli was talking to me about a deal, a deal that seemed reasonable and looked good.

"Why do you think I'll promise you?" I turned to look at Yuan Youli.

"Because emotionally you will always be weak, whether you admit it or not, this is a fact that you can never change." Yuan Youli sure enough, really understood me and understood the cause of the tragedy.

I still looked at her in silence, with an unfamiliar gaze.

"Because of this, I don't know about your past qiē, but I know it now. You own the shares of Weiqian and Shengdong, including Mr. Jiang's favor, and your departure from Weiqian does not have much impact on you. Yuan Youli was explaining to me that this seemed to be true.

"You only care about what I have, so have you ever thought about what I have lost?" I asked Yuan Youli a very precise question.

"We can't be too greedy." Yuan Youli was explaining a definite thing to me.

I looked at Yuan Youli calmly.

"Materials." I reached out and asked her for it.

"I'll give it to you later." Yuan Youli really didn't believe me.

I smiled and turned away.

At night, I drove back to the villa. There is a question constantly on my mind, and the complex emotions are flipped.

But what I actually own is only 15% of Shengdong shares, and Weiqian's shares are almost entirely Jiang Zheyu's, as for Jiang Zheyu, Jiang Zheyu's Yuancheng must be to compete with Jiang Yecheng. As for the material, I think I seem to be rich, and emotionally, I still rely on Jiang Zheyu.

A thought suddenly popped into my mind, what would happen if I lost Jiang Zheyu?

Yes, what will happen if you lose Jiang Zheyu because of the cause?

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Early in the morning I went to the cemetery and I bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

It is engraved with the word "gentle".

This is what I have always thought of as a mother, a mother who was a benchmark in my childhood world, although I never knew that she was not my biological mother, although I never met this titular mother in my childhood world.

She left very early, and her sister's memory does not have much of hers.

But I suddenly had a deep respect for her, and I didn't know how she felt when she faced me. A mistress's child, in the eyes of a wife, is probably a kind of naked irony.

I put the flowers down, and I really haven't visited the titular mother, either.

This is my sister's biological mother, I don't know what role I played in the grievances of the previous generation, and what kind of role my biological mother is.

"Uh-huh." The phone vibrates, and I pick up the phone and look at the screen display. It's Yuan Youli's call.

"What's the matter?" I asked Yuan Youli directly.

"Did Cheng Cheng go to you?" Yuan Youli asked me.

"Nope." I've guessed something wrong. "What's wrong with Seung?"

"Gu Yue called and found that Cheng Cheng was gone." Yuan Youli explained to me.

"When?" I asked Yuan Youli that this kind of thing was only notified to me at this time.

"It should be six o'clock in the morning." Yuan Youli replied to me.

I glanced at my watch, it was already past ten o'clock, and Cheng Cheng had been missing for more than four hours, and he actually notified me now.

"I see." In my mind, I was thinking about every place I had been, and where I remembered that I would have been.

But in my memory, the places Seungseung had been to were only places he would have visited when he was a child, and then I remembered that Seungseung and I hadn't seen each other for many years.

Sometimes time can change a lot of things for a lot of people, including us.

I glanced at the stele and bowed to her.

"Don't worry, I'll find one." Then turn around and leave.

Driving aimlessly searching, his eyes fell on the art exhibition, and he searched for the art exhibition alone, but the result was not ideal. So his eyes fell on Cheng Cheng's painting again, the "Cloud".

"Honey, look at this picture." A girl grabbed her boyfriend and walked over. "The painting has a sense of home, it feels like happiness."

Her words popped into my head, home?

Perhaps when Cheng Cheng created this painting, he was thinking about our former home. It's a pity that the so-called happy home that used to be is now shattered, and it is not at all what it once was, let alone what we imagined. A fire burned all our fantasies.

===Puji===

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