Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Thirty years ago, Wei Yiran was quite famous in Qingjiang City.

Not a good reputation.

Only because of the single pass of the three generations of the Wei family, after the whole family was passed on to Wei Yiran, within a year, they were completely defeated.

Since then, Wei Yiran has become a typical negative teaching material when educating the descendants of famous families in Qingjiang——

"Still playing? Keep playing, be careful like Wei Yiran!"

People like Gu Liang and Gu Yan almost grew up listening to this admonition.

As for how Wei Yiran defeated the family business step by step, they didn't know, they only knew that he was a dude, and the best dude among the dudes.

He is proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. In addition to being non-toxic, Wei Yiran possesses all the vices of dude.

The day the Wei family went bankrupt was a sunny day. The sky was particularly blue and the flowers bloomed brilliantly.

Wei Yiran, who had just turned 20, was sitting on the doorstep, with his head lowered and his lips pressed tightly. The young and handsome face was full of decadence and regret.

The complete set of small leaf red sandalwood furniture was moved out one by one by the creditor's men. Naturally, none of the antique calligraphy and paintings on the vase were left.

Two harsh car horns sounded in his ears, and it was Du Jiajun who drove over from the garage, parked on the open space in the middle of the garden and waved at him.

"Cousin, your car is really good, I drove away." Du Jiajun's laugh was hearty, reaching Wei Yiran's ears, but it was more ear-piercing than the horn of the car.

The man on the side walked over and asked for instructions: "Master, there are a few golden monkeys on the handrail of the stairs. Do you need to remove it?"

"Your brain is sick! How can this house be sold after it is demolished?!" Du Jiajun cursed.

After he finished cursing, he turned to look at Wei Yiran, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, cousin, these people in my hand are vulgar! It made you laugh."

Wei Yiran pulled the corner of his mouth and forced a smile.

Du Jiajun sat in the car and laughed loudly: "Cousin, you laugh so ugly! I feel panicked when I look at it, you should cry, you are beautiful when you cry, and the pear blossoms bring rain, so people can't hold it!"

When the people moving around heard it, they all laughed unscrupulously.

Wei Yiran’s face was pale and his eyes were red. He clenched his fists, not wanting to make tears really flow.

"Cousin, let's relatives, please help..." He paused, and his dark eyes didn't know whether it was anger or sadness. "Can you... wait until I find a place to stay, then let me move out?"

"Yeah, we are still relatives. How can I watch you live on the street?" Du Jiajun smiled, "But, of course, you have to be considerate of your cousin's difficulties. After all, your company is broken and I will buy it. There are so many holes to fill."

Wei Yiran's head dropped very low, and he whispered, "Yes, my cousin is tired..."

"Forget it, let you stay one more night, who told me to be kind-hearted?" Du Jiajun curled his lips to look at him, "Tomorrow morning, people from the bank will come over to collect the house and give the house a valuation by the way. Of course, you won't make it difficult for me, will you?"

The flesh on Wei Yiran's face trembles slightly because of extreme anger, "No...no, this house...Since it's sold to my cousin, I'm just a guest, and I won't mess with the things in the house..."

"It's good if you understand." Du Jiajun smiled, eyes full of ridicule, then retracted his gaze and drove away in the car.

Du Jiajun left, but the Du family did not.

They were still busy, moving out the things in Wei's house in the same way. The only son of the Wei family, the daddy and prodigal, likes to be pompous. The food at home is all high-quality goods, and even the toilet lid is pure gold. These people moved until the evening before finally vacating the Wei family.

When it was emptied, it was naturally empty, and even the long blanket on the stairs was rolled up and taken away.

Wei Yiran walked up the stairs and came to his grandfather's study. He found that the Huanghuali bookshelf in the study was no longer there. All his collection of books were piled on the ground. It seemed that there were a lot of books.

He felt sad.