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    Originally wanted to dress up Yan Kui before Ji Si'er came back, but Yan Kui refused in disappointment.

    Yu Xinlan didn't even look at Yan Kui, and replied, "That's fine." She clicked the scissors a few times as if venting her anger, and cut off all the leaves of a flower.

    At lunch, Yan Kui was the only one left on the table, and Yu Xinlan went to a party with the wealthy wives and did not come back until afternoon tea.

    "Bang bang bang."

    A few knocks on the door woke Yan Kui up from her nap.

    Seeing that Yan Kui hadn't opened the door for a long time, the people outside seemed impatient, twisting the doorknob and trying to open the door directly.Yan Kui got up and opened the door.

    The moment she saw the person outside the door, Yan Kui knew that this was Ji Sier.

    Ji Sier ignored Yan Kui, crossed his arms and walked straight into the room with his head raised.

    Yan Kui didn't stop her either, she leaned against the door with a crooked body, and watched Ji Sier pick up this and touch that with a smile, as if she wanted to discover some conspiracy from here.

    As the heroine, and admired by so many people in the school, Ji Sier's appearance is naturally superior, and her figure can also be seen that she has practiced dancing for many years. She wore a chiffon V-neck dress, showing her slender neckAnd delicate collarbone, like a proud swan in the pool.

    The little swan was clearly doing things that messed up Yan Kui's room, but her expression was delicate and domineering. A person like her seemed to take everything for granted.

    They can ignore you or look at you as a matter of course, or they can discriminate against you and exclude you as a matter of course.

    They have a self-centered no-rebuttal theory, a firm belief that other people must love them.

    "What a country bumpkin who only knows how to learn." Blunted out the undisguised mockery in his tone.

    Yan Kui smiled: "Well, I don't seem to be interested in anything except studying."

    Ji Sier turned around and looked at Yan Kui: "You know who I am?"

    Yan Kui nodded: "Sister is good."

    Ji Sier's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Who allowed you to call me sister?"

    Yan Kui: "Oh, hello, Ji."

    "Hmph." Ji Sier approached Yan Kui and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how you were allowed into our house?"

    Yan Kui shook her head frankly.

    The corner of Ji Sier's lips ticked: "Because my father made a will some time ago, he and your mother have done a pre-marital property notarization, and all the shares in the company were given to me and my brother, and your mother probably divided it into a thousand.Eight million and a few small houses."

    Ji Sier smiled gloatingly, obviously, the relationship between her and Ms. Yu was not as good as Ms. Yu showed.

    But to Ji Sier's disappointment, the smile on Yan Kui's face deepened: "This is not very good, maybe I don't need to take care of the elderly."

    "You..." Ji Sier was speechless for a while, but Yan Kui didn't expect such a reaction.

    She walked out of the room angrily, and happened to meet Yu Xinlan who had rushed back to see her.

    Yu Xinlan showed a look of surprise and joy and said angrily: "Er Er, why didn't you tell Auntie when you came back, Auntie would be waiting for you at home."

    Ji Sier approached Yu Xinlan affectionately, and yelled coquettishly: "You know that he will definitely come back in the afternoon, and you still go out to play. Does it mean that your sister doesn't love me anymore~"

    Yan Kui and System got goosebumps seeing the intimate relationship between the two.

    System: "Host, do you know how much your mother likes Ji Sier?"

    Before Ji Sier appeared, the system thought that Yu Xinlan had given her mother's love to Ji Sier because she was too pure.

    Without waiting for Yan Kui to ask back, it directly reported: "12."

    Yan Kui: ...

    She really didn't expect to be so low, Yu Xinlan, how drama is like life, life is like drama.

    Yan Kui: "Didn't you say that in the plot of the novel, Ji Sier and the others retaliated against me because my report slandered Yu Xinlan?"

    As far as the fake plastic relationship between the two is concerned, is it worth Ji Sier's action for Yu Xinlan?

    system:"……"

    Before dinner, everyone gathered in the living room, and Ji Sier excitedly took out some gifts.

    "This belongs to brother, this belongs to father, and this belongs to aunt." She paused and looked at Yan Kui with a guilty face: "Sorry, sister, I didn't know you were here before I bought it."

    Yan Kui shook her head: "It's okay, Classmate Ji."

    Yu Xinlan patted the sofa lightly: "Kui Kui, why do you call sister that?"

    "Oh, it's because..." Before Yan Kui could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Ji Sier's figure rushing over.She quickly moved back a few steps, avoiding Ji Sier's hand.

    Ji Sier withdrew his hand, stroked the hair that flashed to the sideburns because of too much movement just now, and said calmly: "It's my fault. I just came back to play with my sister, so I made my sister take it seriously."

    Ji Jingyang naturally knew what kind of character his daughter had. He reached out and nodded to Ji Sier, and said helplessly: "You..." Then he turned to Yan Kui: "Kui Kui, uncle will give you a gift later."

    Yan Kui: "Thank you Uncle, but no need, I don't need anything."

    Yu Xinlan walked over, grabbed Yan Kui with one hand, and Ji Si'er with the other: "Okay, there's no need to be too polite as a family, let's eat first."

    At around nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Xinlan suddenly came up with a glass of milk. Seeing Yan Kui sitting at the desk doing a problem, she put the milk beside Yan Kui, and what she said had nothing to do with milk: "Tomorrow Si'er will hold a lecture at home.Party, take advantage of this opportunity, and you just fit into her circle."

    Yan Kui turned the pen to her fingertips, turned her head and said calmly: "No, I have something to do tomorrow."

    The veins on Yu Xinlan's forehead twitched slightly, looking at Yan Kui, who was downcast and started to ask questions again with an indifferent attitude, Yu Xinlan recalled when she first married Ji Jingyang.

    Because of Ji Sier's words, Yan Kui couldn't enter Ji's house, and she was also annoyed inside, so she wanted to pick Yan Kui over on the weekend to soften the attitude of Ji Jingyang and others a little bit.

    But as for Yan Kui, she was so stubborn at such a young age that she couldn't understand it. After returning to Yan's house, she refused to come here again.

    I thought that I agreed this time because I had grown up and become more sensible, but in the end I gave her this trick again.

    She lowered her voice and said impatiently: "Do you know who are in Ji Sier's circle? How many people outside can look forward to entering?"

    Yan Kui didn't even raise her head: "Why are you here? Just like you, you got an inheritance of 180,000 yuan after your husband died?"

    Yu Xinlan sneered at Yan Kui's tone: "Eighteen million is not much in the eyes of Ji's family, but no matter how good you study, you have no chance of earning this money in this life."

    Yan Kui: "It doesn't matter if you can't make money. My dad is just a teacher. Why can't he marry a wife who became a widow and fell in love with Chairman Ji at first sight?"

    "You..." Yu Xinlan raised her hand angrily and slapped Yan Kui.

    Yan Kui quickly dodged it by leaning back, the slap missed her face, but the corner of her mouth was bleeding from Yu Xinlan's nails.

    Blood dripped down the corner of her mouth onto the white pajamas, Yu Xinlan froze in place, her red lips trembling slightly, after a long while she still didn't say anything, turned around and left silently.

    Looking at Yan Kui, who bowed his head and remained motionless, the system cowardly said: "Kui Kui, are you alright?"

    Yan Kui let out a low laugh, took out a tissue from a corner of the desk, and wiped the blood on her chin.

    She got up and walked to the bathroom again. The wound at the corner of her mouth was slightly swollen. She turned on the water and rinsed it with her hands. The cool water stimulated the wound slightly, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

    Although living alone after the age of eight was miserable, she had never been beaten.

    Looking at some obvious wounds in the mirror, Yan Kui frowned. She said that she had something to do tomorrow, but it was not a refusal, it was a notice sent by the teacher in the Huajing Group of No. 1 Middle School in the afternoon, asking them to go back to school tomorrow to bring him the new one.question.

    Looking at Yu Xinlan who came out of Yan Kui's room with red eyes, several live-in nannies who were cleaning up on the first floor looked at each other.

    Getting along with Yan Kui these days, they all have a good impression. They are also ordinary people, and they naturally have filters for children with good studies and good personalities.

    Mrs. Li's son brought the notes to school, and the teacher found out that it belonged to Yan Kui, and they realized how famous Yan Kui was in Jincheng's school circle.

    Just such a talented student who was asked to come to his door to help tutor his children, but not only generously lent them study notes, but also took the trouble to help their children make plans according to their learning problems.

    Such a good thing can't be found with a lantern.

    However, although Mrs. Yu is a bit more delicate, she has always had a good temper. How could such two people quarrel?

    When Yu Xinlan returned to the room, Ji Jingyang had finished washing and was lying on the bed, reading a financial newspaper. He was too old to use electronic products such as mobile phones and pad computers, and had always subscribed to newspapers.

    Looking at his wife's aggrieved appearance, he took off his eyes, closed the newspaper and put it on the bedside table beside him, and asked patiently, "What's wrong?"

    Yu Xinlan threw off her slippers and lay down on his shoulder. She couldn't talk to Yan Kui, but she really felt uncomfortable.

    Ji Jingyang stroked her back a few times, then rubbed her head: "The child is still young, besides, I was really sorry for her back then."

    Yu Xinlan listened to Ji Jingyang's gentle reassurance, and a few tears rolled down her already red eyes.

    Although the matter of Ji Jingyang's will was not made public, there were a lot of people in the circle who heard about it. She knew that many people were laughing at her, because in their hearts, they thought she married Ji Jingyang because of money.

    Actually, no, she really loves Ji Jingyang.

    The day Ji Jingyang appeared was her husband's funeral. On behalf of the driver who had been jailed for drunk driving, he came to apologize and offer compensation. His original intention was not to do good deeds. He came to the funeral and brought a group of reporters with him.

    She was too fragile during that time. Although Ji Jingyang was not as gentle and handsome as her dead husband, she was elegant and mature and felt more secure.

    Although she also knew that abandoning her daughter and marrying another would cause criticism, but she couldn't control that much.

    She wanted to make up for Yan Kui, but every time, she was really tired.

    Early the next morning, Yan Kui went downstairs with her schoolbag on her back, the kitchen was still busy with breakfast, no one else got up yet, only Ji Siyun was sitting in the living room drinking coffee.

    Seeing that Yan Kui was about to go out without saying a word, he put the coffee on the table and raised his head: "Yan Kui, where are you going?"

    Yan Kui paused for a while, but still didn't want to talk to him after thinking about it.

    But after going out, looking at the gate of the villa area, which was almost invisible because of the distance, Yan Kui returned to the living room again.

    "Is Uncle Zhang here?"

    Ji Siyun chuckled, and stood up with the coat next to the sofa in his arms: "Where are you going? I'll drop you off."

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