The real daughter is reborn, and the whole family is buried in the crematorium. It's reasonable

Quiet inside the car.

Quan Ye closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

This time, Jiang Shifei cooperated with him and bought nearly one-third of the raw materials in his hands.

Don’t underestimate this one third; it is enough to meet Jiang’s demand for high-end jadeite for nearly five years.

This is why so many people are eyeing this batch of raw materials.

Gold is valuable but jade is priceless.

Money moves people's hearts.

Quan Ye couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to collect the same grade of raw materials in the next few years, so he had to go to the warehouse to pick out some for future use.

The price of jade raw materials is getting higher and higher, and high-quality raw stones will be in short supply.

"Ding dong."

A text message alert sounds.

Quan Ye took out his cell phone and glanced at it. A smile flashed across his face, and his slender fingers kept tapping on the screen.

In the co-pilot seat, A Cheng keenly caught the smile in Mr. Quan's eyes.

He was determined.

This is definitely a message from Miss Yu.

He scratched his head curiously.

What on earth happened between Mr. Quan and Miss Yu in that room this afternoon? How did their relationship progress so quickly?

He wants to learn, too.

……

"Ding dong."

Yu Sheng picked up the phone and saw the short "hmm" on the message box, and pouted unhappily.

She snorted angrily and was about to put down her phone when it vibrated again.

A new message popped up on the screen.

"Rest early, good night."

Yu Sheng's eyebrows curved and she started smiling again.

"Straight guy."

She replied seriously, "Good night, brother," put down her phone and went to wash up.

By the time she finished washing up and lay down on the bed, it was less than ten o'clock.

Yu Sheng didn’t have the habit of staying up late, so she went straight to bed.

But for some reason, she, who usually fell asleep quickly, kept thinking about the scenes of her and Quan Ye's interactions today.

She opened her eyes, stretched out her hands and patted her cheeks with a serious look.

"Don't think about your brother anymore. Go to sleep. Go to sleep."

After saying that, she closed her eyes with peace of mind.

After a while, she suddenly sat up from the bed, walked to the desk and sat down, took out a piece of honey paper from the bookcase, picked up a pencil and started to paint.

She wrote at random, without any pattern, and looked extremely focused.

When Yu Sheng finally felt sleepy, it was already early morning.

She glanced at the time, then at the unfinished sketch, and decided to go to bed.

Day two.

She got up, washed, went downstairs to have a simple breakfast, and immediately returned to her room to continue her unfinished draft.

For the next day, except for eating, Yu Sheng never left her room.

Butler Zhao Yang was worried.

The quieter Yu Sheng was, the more nervous he became.

Now he finally understood what it meant to be a barking dog that bites. Yu Sheng is a vicious dog that bites, a Chihuahua!

He now felt an indescribable fear of Yu Sheng, staring at the stairs and gritting his teeth.

He couldn't do anything to Yu Sheng, but Yu Sheng absolutely didn't dare to resist the master and the mistress.

When his ancestors and his wife come back, he will definitely file a complaint to let this little country girl know how powerful he is.

With a secret expectation in his heart, Zhao Yang waited from day to night, and finally waited for the return of the Yu family of four.

He walked over excitedly, but his open mouth closed instantly when he saw Yu Deyan's gloomy face.

Zhao Yang quietly looked behind his master and found that the mistress and the eldest daughter did not look very good either. Only the young master looked nonchalant and in a good mood.

Zhao Yang was confused and didn't dare to ask more questions. He walked forward diligently to take off Yu Deyan's coat and half-knelt on the ground to change his shoes.

Even though he tried hard to minimize his presence, he still received a cold look from Yu Deyan.

He bowed his head respectfully, even bending his back a little.

"boom!"

Yu Deyan sat down on the sofa, was silent for a moment, and suddenly slapped the marble table hard.

The dull sound startled Jinhua and the other two.

Yu Ziang looked impatient, "Dad, why did you slam the table? You scared mom and sister."

Yu Ziang was used to being spoiled, and he dared to confront Yu Deyan directly in the face of his cold face.

Yu Deyan's face darkened even more, like thick ink that could not be dissolved. He opened his mouth and shouted, "What kind of attitude is that! How can you talk to your elders like that?"

Yu Ziang raised his chin in defiance and wanted to say something, but Jinhua covered his mouth with her hand.

"Deyan, I know you are angry, but the child is innocent, you can't vent your anger on him."

After that, Jinhua patted Yu Ziang's back gently and said softly, "Dad, Mom has something to talk to you about. You go back to your room and play first. Don't talk loudly to Dad in the future, understand?"

Yu Ziang glanced at Yu Deyan's expression and responded vaguely.

Jinhua then let go of her hand and watched Yu Ziang running up the stairs. The smile on her lips slowly disappeared and she felt extremely tired.

She sat down on the sofa and looked at Yutang who had been silent.

Yutang stood at the door, head lowered, fingers tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, a crystal teardrop hanging on her eyelashes, about to fall.

Jinhua couldn't help feeling sad.

Although she values ​​her younger son more, her daughter has accompanied her through the difficult years. She has been obedient and sensible since she was a child, and has earned her a lot of face. She also loves her daughter from the bottom of her heart.

Besides, today’s events cannot be entirely blamed on Yutang. Both I, who suggested going to the holiday villa, and Yu Deyan, who was flattered, are responsible.

"Butler Zhao, you should go out too."

Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and immediately stepped out.

After he left, Yu Deyan could no longer suppress his emotions. He pointed at Jinhua and shouted angrily, "Look at the good daughter you raised. Today, she has completely disgraced me! I wonder how those people will make fun of us when they go back!"

Yutang's tears fell from her eyelashes and she whimpered softly.

Crying silently and sadly.

"Cry! You still have the nerve to cry! I hired a professional teacher for you, and you can use the jadeite from the company as you like, but what happened? The design you drew was not even pleasing to Master Vanessa. It's so embarrassing! If I had known, I wouldn't have let you study jewelry design. Piano or violin are any better than this."

Yu Deyan got angry when he thought about what happened today.

Yuncheng's core industry is the jewelry industry, so it is inevitable to encounter competitors in the holiday villa.

In the past, Yu Deyan was considered one of the more proud people in his industry.

He has no constraints from parents or brothers, he lives in harmony with his wife, he has both a son and a daughter, and his daughter is particularly outstanding. He is definitely a winner in life.

So he always showed off Yutang at every gathering, and this time was no exception.

Everything was fine at the beginning. Everyone praised Yu Tang and many people even hinted at wanting to form an alliance with the Yu family, which made Yu Deyan very proud.

Then the topic unconsciously turned to Yutang's recent design works.

Speaking of this, Yu Deyan had already prepared a lot of words, boasting about Yu Tang's design talent, and even took out his mobile phone to let his colleagues appreciate Yu Tang's work.

This is where things go wrong.