After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 224 Trial
"Third sister, are you okay?"

After the little ancestors left, the members of the Yu family hurriedly helped Yu Qingwen up.

Yu Qingwen got up, and immediately shook her hands angrily: "Don't help me, I will get up by myself, a group of useless guys, all doing their best to watch."

Yu Wenhao and the others lost their eyes in embarrassment and muttered a few words in their mouths.

But who made Yu Qingwen the most aggressive and disrespectful among them?

Yu Qingwen looked at Wei Kongqing's back, looked down at the things in her hand, and snorted bitterly: "Don't be complacent, we'll see later."

The bitter trick is just a stopgap measure, can the Yu family turn around again...

It all depends on whether or not he can successfully get the few houses and real estate under the name of Mrs. Shen in the end.

She looked at the old house behind her and then at Wei Kongqing's opposite.

Standing by the side, Yu Wenhao said with certainty: "That little girl's house is definitely given by the old lady."

Otherwise, why can a girl who is only [-] years old own an old house worth hundreds of millions in the city of Kyoto where every inch of land is expensive?
The rest of the people who heard it didn't agree, but they didn't refute it either. Presumably, they must agree with Yu Wenhao's words in their hearts.

Wei Kongqing sat at the dining table, lazily propping his cheeks with his hands, while Li Baidou dragged Yao Shaoyi to cook.

Two men, wearing two pink Peppa Pig aprons, were busy in the kitchen.

The little ancestor looked at the old lady Shen and asked with a smile: "Mother-in-law, what about 100 million, why don't you just take it and buy something? Why do you have to use it for nothing to save a heartless man?"

Old Mrs. Shen heard the ridicule in the little girl's words, but she couldn't help shaking her head with a smile.

After all, some things and some people cannot be measured by money...

Looking at the dusk that was beginning to fall outside the dining room, she answered an unexpected question: "You are still young, so there are many things you don't understand, but Jiaojiao has never heard a poem before."

Wei Kongqing tilted his head when he heard this.

There was a hint of interest in her eyes, and she couldn't help asking curiously: "What poem?"

The old lady Shen smiled lightly: "A poem that has supported me for most of my life is called an invitation card. If Jiaojiao is free, you can read it, but I don't want you to have that kind of emotion."

Both desolate and pessimistic, although once had a hot existence, but in the end...

As fleeting as fireworks.

Wei Kongqing took out his phone and searched, half a minute later, he couldn't help but smile inexplicably, with a little carelessness and disapproval.

She suddenly thought of whether Gu Junyan, who had sworn so swearingly and domineeringly a few days ago, would be like that person in the first life.

Ji's house, the proving ground.

Gu Junyan put the blade on the neck of a Ji family child with cold eyes: "Submit, or not?"

Ji Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he found himself before he even reacted...

"I admit defeat." He was a little depressed, but then recovered in an instant, and said excitedly: "Young master, can I compete with you again?"

But before Gu Junyan could answer, the people who had been waiting on the other side all roared angrily: "No! Come out to us!"

Even the neck was still bleeding, so he started wishful thinking.

Aggrieved, Ji Yue reached out to take the towel handed over by the next challenger, covered his neck and said, "Why? What about the promised brotherhood?"

To lose the chance to spar because of a mere trial, this is easier to capsize than the boat of friendship.

(End of this chapter)