Chapter 25 Ants

She was so different from Ye Tu that Jiang Yang never thought about getting him, she just wanted to stay by his side for a while longer.

But she never thought that Situ Ranran would say such derogatory words at such a young age.

Maybe she is overthinking. What can a five-year-old child understand if he is just talking?

But what Situ Ranran said next proved that she was not just talking.

She raised her eyes and said seriously: "My mother said that some people are born to live in palaces, just like my uncle and I, and some people are born as little ants, just like Teacher Jiang. The little ants' home is ants. A nest, not a big palace.”

At a young age, she already had class consciousness.

In Situ Ranran's eyes, Jiangyang was a humble inferior.

What she said was right, Ye Tushen was the proud man of heaven, while Jiang Yang was a lowly ant.

She really wasn't a good match for him.

But Jiangyang was not born as an ant. When she was a child, like Situ Ranran, she was a little princess living in a castle.

But once something happened to the family, he was reduced to nothing more than an ant.

His father's company was suppressed, and his family was framed. They were involved in a car accident. On the way, his father tried to protect Jiang Yang and the woman.

Their mother and daughter were fine, but their father ended up with disabled legs. He could only live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and his body functions were severely damaged for some reason.

And that woman, taking advantage of her beauty, weighed the pros and cons, abandoned her father, and Jiang Yang, and even took away most of the family's money.

Jiangyang took a deep breath and focused her eyes on Situ Ranran's face again. The young face showed a calmness that was different from ordinary people.

It was as if the words she said were not sarcastic, but just stating the facts.

Jiang Yang wouldn't care about her child. She glanced at the time on her phone, put a smile on her face and said, "I can't rest."

Situ Ranran nodded and continued to practice dancing with Jiangyang.

Soon, it was pitch black outside.

Jiang Yang's gaze fell outside the window, under the street lights of Xiwei.

The black Bentley appeared downstairs again.

Ye Tushen came to pick up Situ Ranran.

Jiangyang stared at the Bentley, wondering.

She didn't know whether Ye Tushen would always be the proud one of heaven, but she would not always be an ant.

Jiangyang personally escorted Situ Ranran downstairs. She had already changed out of her ballet clothes. She had an apricot coat draped around her body. Her long black hair was slightly curled and spread back. Her dress was cold and thin.

In the November weather in Beicheng, I wore less clothes.

Ye Tushen looked away, what did she wear have to do with him.

Bentley crossed in front of her, whipping up a gust of wind and lifting the hem of her clothes.

She strolled on the street and walked to the bus stop as usual. It was far away from the school. In addition to waiting for the bus, she also had to take the subway for an hour.

After walking for a while, Jiang Yang heard the sound of a car horn behind him.

The dazzling headlights lengthened her figure.

Jiang Yang paused, turned around slightly, and glanced at the troublesome car behind him.

The car stopped in front of her, and the light of the car lights went out.

The car window rolled down, revealing Ye Liang's mischievous face.

He pursed his lips and said in a casual voice: "I'll give you a ride?"

Jiangyang didn't have a good impression of Ye Liang, and she wasn't familiar with her, so she had no reason to be his chariot.

"Sorry, I'm motion sick. I'll take the subway back later."

After Jiang Yang rejected Ye Liang, he continued to move forward.

Ye Liang followed without giving up and drove slowly.

Jiang Yang turned a blind eye and went his own way.

Ye Liang stopped the car and shouted to Jiang Yang outside the window: "Jiang Yang, don't you want to know why my uncle fell in love with you in the first place?"