"Does Lu Yuan live here?"
There was a woman in red standing at the door. She looked pretty, but those legs... were a bit unnatural.
Peng Jiahe felt that she was inferior to him in terms of leg sperm.
"We met on the plane."
Peng Jiahe took a closer look and remembered. When he returned from the United States before, Lu Yuan bought a first-class seat for himself and an economy-class seat for her. She was unhappy and went to the first-class cabin to make trouble because the passenger next to him was the woman in front of her.
"That's right." Jiang Lai also recognized the little girl in front of him.
"Why did you find yourself here?"
"Is Lu Yuan at home?"
For Jiang Lai, it didn't matter how he got here. What mattered was whether Lu Yuan was there or not.
"Are you looking for him for something?" Peng Jiahe looked wary, because she thought of Aunt Gan Jing, and her intuition told her that this woman's purpose in looking for Lu Yuan was not simple.
"Yes, I have something to do with him."
"If there's anything you can tell me."
Jiang Lai frowned and was about to say something to stop him when Lu Yuan called from inside: "Jiahe, who are you talking to?"
Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Lai squeezed in while the little girl turned sideways and looked back.
"Lu Yuan." She stood at the door and called.
"How did you come?"
Lu Yuan was surprised. He didn't expect that the woman who made her spend a week in a detention center would come here.
"I'm here to apologize to you. If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have made you squat there for seven days."
"No, I really don't need it. I asked for it."
What he said didn't go against his will at all. If he hadn't misunderstood the relationship between Jiang Lai and Jiang Haokun, how could he have ended up in a detention center for breaking other people's things.
At this time, Peng Jiahe walked up to him and whispered: "Lu Yuan, this... what is your relationship with her?"
what relationship?
What should I say about this? He didn't know how to explain it to her for a while.
Last time, when he came back from Shengshi Binjiang Community, he didn't say anything because he was embarrassed in front of Jiang Haokun and Gan Jing, so Peng Jiahe didn't know what happened between them.
Jiang Lai didn't pay attention to the whispers of the two people opposite him.
"Lu Yuan, if there is anything I can do to help you, just tell me."
"No, haha, no need. I appreciate your apology. Miss Jiang, please come back." As for Peng Jiahe's question, he can't explain it in one sentence or two. As for Jiang Lai, his only idea now is to get the person away. , because Jiang Haokun was in the kitchen, and the guy hinted at him in the cafe, which made Gan Jing ignore him until now. If he kept having trouble with Jiang and Gan Jing found out, he would have no place to cry.
"Hehe, the road is quite wild, everything can come to you."
A voice full of ridicule interrupted the conversation between the three people in the living room.
Lu Yuanxin said Oh no, why did he come out.
Jiang Lai saw the man standing at the door of the kitchen. His emotions changed from surprise to confusion to anger, and his whole face spread into a gradient color.
"Jiang Haokun, why are you here?"
Lin Yue said coldly: "You can be here, why can't I be here?"
Peng Jiahe took the opportunity to pinch Lu Yuan's waist, and said threateningly: "What's the relationship between these two people? Tell me!"
"Her name is Jiang Lai, and his name is Jiang Haokun. What do you think they are related to?"
"Brother and sister?"
Lu Yuan did not deny it, but added a sentence at the end, which could also be called a label: "He is also an enemy."
Jiang Lai's attention has shifted from Lu Yuan to Lin Yue: "I read the announcement issued by the board of directors, Jiang Haokun, this is the price you pay for breaking up me and Chen Fang. You won't get Gan Jing, and you won't get your career either." .”
"What a trick, Jiang Lai, do you really think I don't know what you are thinking?"
Lin Yue glanced at Lu Yuan: "Do you think you are the only one who can do the bitter meat trick?"
"What's the meaning?"
"If I don't draw a clear line with the Jiang family and retaliate against you too badly in the future, why don't you guys scold me to death? As it is now, I can punish you without any scruples, right?"
"Haha, Jiang Haokun, are you telling a joke?"
Jiang Lai didn't think much about it. She thought the above words were a sign of being a tough talker: "What else do you have now? The house is gone, the car is gone, the job is gone... Oh, you still have a mouth that dares to speak big words. .”
"what do I have?"
Lin Yue was about to make a few jokes when his face suddenly changed slightly and he looked towards the door. With a heavy breathing sound, the old lady walked in carrying a bag of eggs. Before she saw anyone, she shouted at the entrance.
"Jiahe, grandma bought some eggs, all with double yolks. How much do you think they cost? Haha, it's only 20 cents more than ordinary eggs. Grandma will fry one for you later. Do you think it's delicious?"
She put on her slippers and turned around, only to find that a guest had arrived.
"Qingyun, are you back? This is..."
Lin Yue said with a smile: "You, Lao Hu, are you confused? Isn't she Liu Jing? She came to compete with Dahai for her daughter."
The old lady looked at Jiang Lai carefully, and the smile on her face disappeared. She threw the plastic bag on the ground, walked over and pushed him out: "You vixen, get out, get out, don't come to my house."
"Hey, hey, old lady, my name is not Liu Jing, my name is Jiang Lai."
Jiang Lai tried hard to explain his origins, but the old lady didn't listen at all and only wanted to drive her away.
"Grandma, she is really not my mother." Peng Jiahe also helped testify, because Jiang Haokun could not be allowed to succeed.
Unfortunately, the old lady turned a deaf ear and kept exerting force from behind. Jiang Lai staggered all the way to the entrance, because he was wearing high heels and sprained his foot in the middle.
"Old lady, I..."
"Go away, don't let me see you again."
Jiang Lai felt extremely wronged and hated the smiling man in the living room.
"Grandma...is she really not my mother?"
"Jiahe, do you want to go with her? You don't want your dad and grandma anymore, do you?"
Peng Jiahe lost his temper.
When Lu Yuan saw what happened, he could only drag Jiang Lai out.
"Haidai, blast her out, yes, blast her out." The old lady's face looked better now, and she muttered: "Of course she is not your mother, she is not worthy of being your mother."
"Yes, yes." What could Peng Jiahe say? While comforting the old lady, he glared at Lin Yue and whispered: "Despicable."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Lin Yue didn't take it seriously.
Lu Yuan took Jiang Lai to the alley and explained: "The old lady has Alzheimer's disease, don't take it to heart."
"It's okay. But what did she call you just now? Dahai? Aren't you Lu Yuan?"
"She mistakenly identified me as Jiahe's father."
"Oh." Jiang Lai nodded, indicating that he understood: "What about Jiang Haokun?"
Lu Yuan said with a dark face: "Peng Jiahe's grandfather."
"Huh?" In the past, she could laugh away her anger after hearing such words, but now... she is only angry and depressed.
"Where's Liu Jing?"
"Liu Jing is Peng Hai's wife. She abandoned her children and ran away with others many years ago."
Now she finally understood the relationship between several people.
Squeak~
Snap.
Pa da ~
A figure flashed at the courtyard gate, revealing Peng Jiahe's face.
"Lu Yuan."
"Why did you come out? Where is the old lady?"
"I'm picking broken eggs out of the bowl with that bastard Jiang Haokun."
Peng Jiahe walked up to the two of them and said with a sneaky expression: "Lu Yuan, I have an idea."
"what idea?"
"Look, as long as the old lady is here, Jiang Haokun can pretend to be your father or grandfather. He also defrauded grandma of her pension. Now he is unemployed and doesn't even have a place to live. He really has to stay at home. , can you live this kind of life? I can’t anyway. I think it’s better to send grandma to a nursing home. In this case... can Jiang Haokun still go with her? "
Lu Yuan didn't say anything. Jiang Lai first expressed his opinion: "This is a good method."
"The idea is good, but where's the money? Where's the money?"
Lu Yuan opened his small eyes and looked at Peng Jiahe, who was as big as a brat. They couldn't even pay for the old lady's medical treatment. In the past few days, they had been spending the old lady's money to send her to a nursing home? Send him to a nursing home with his life?
"Ask her for it."
Peng Jiahe pointed at Jiang Lai: "If it weren't for your brother, our family wouldn't be like this."
Miss Jiang was very surprised and didn't understand what this had to do with her. However, as long as she could disgust Jiang Haokun and see him deflate, the last thing Miss Jiang needed was money.
Without saying a word, she opened the zipper of her handbag and took out all the five thousand yuan in cash.
"Is this enough? If it's not enough, I'll go get it."
Peng Jiahe took the money in his hand and was not polite to her at all: "Okay, if it's not enough, I'll ask you for it."
"Jiahe, what are you doing? Return the money to others."
Yes, Lu Yuan hated Jiang Haokun and wanted him to get out of the house quickly. On the other hand, he didn't want to have anything to do with Jiang Lai - he didn't want Gan Jing to misunderstand the relationship between the two.
Peng Jiahe ignored him at all, turned around and left with the money.
"Jiahe, Peng Jiahe!"
Lu Yuan wanted to chase the person back, but he took two steps forward and then stopped. Wang Jianglai said, "Just treat this money as something I borrowed from you, and I will return it to you with interest when the time comes."
Jiang Lai smiled and didn't say yes or no.
A mere five thousand yuan was nothing. She didn't care about it at all.
On the other side, in the kitchen of the Peng family's old house, Lin Yue was transferring cracked eggs into a bowl, but he was well aware of what was happening outside the yard.
interesting.
really interesting.
In order to disgust him, these three people actually formed a revolutionary united front.
