Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Old Mrs. Ye lay down on the second floor again.

Fang Siwan was able to quietly pack her luggage for a long time. In the end, Ye Haichuan had to lean against the door and ask her: "Are you really not going to go home? You can't really want to divorce me, right?"

The woman tucked her long hair behind her ears, picked up the box, and said quietly, "Since your mother said so, of course I mean it."

"..."

Seeing his wife walking past him, Ye Haichuan shrank his pupils for a long time. Just as he was about to catch up with her, he heard her say without turning her head: "Please help me carry the other luggage down. I can't carry it."

"Oh."

Ye Haichuan responded subconsciously.

Not until the sound of the wheels faded away did he turn around to look at the various luggage piled up in the room. He couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face and sighed deeply.

"When you are middle-aged, you still have to face this kind of crisis. It's really..."

·

Facing her husband, Fang Siwan can still put on a calm and refusal face.

But when her eldest daughter made a coquettish request to her with that cold face, she really couldn't refuse.

He had no choice but to turn around and discuss with Ye Kong: "Then, shall we live next door temporarily? Don't worry, although we are neighbors, there is still some distance between us. As long as you don't want to, no one can disturb us."

Ye Kong had no objection and nodded.

So Ye Tingchu drove the car himself, took Fang Siwan's luggage and sent them to the so-called "next door".

·

A white villa is located across a fountain and a large lawn from the Ye family manor.

It looks a bit old, but the design is very beautiful, like a small castle.

"Your sister originally bought it to use as a home office."

Fang Siwan smiled and explained to Ye Kong: "Your sister likes quietness. She always complains that there are too many servants in the main house, but in fact, they are all very professional. They walk and work quietly. I can't hear anything at all. I don't know what's wrong with her ears."

Ye Haichuan and Ye Zhen were going back and forth to help Fang Siwan move her luggage.

Ye Tingchu had already walked around upstairs and came down.

She held her phone and asked Fang Siwan who was sitting on the sofa as she walked: "Mom, I notified the housekeeper to call two people to take care of you. They will be here soon."

Fang Siwan nodded.

Ye Kong glanced at her and said nothing.

Walking along the thick carpet, Ye Tingchu stood in front of the two of them and glanced sideways at the luggage Ye Kong was carrying.

There is only one of them, and it feels like I can’t even bring a few sets of clothes.

"Is this all the luggage you have?"

As Ye Tingchu asked, Fang Siwan also turned her head to look at the small box, and then she suddenly said, "Yes, Xiaokong, why do you only have so little luggage?"

"Aren't you studying painting?" Fang Siwan pulled her aside and said, "Students must have tools they are used to using, right? And drawings and the like, didn't you bring Yuzhou with you?"

Ye Kong hummed: "I actually have a lot of things, but they are still in the orphanage. I'm not sure if I can bring them here."

"You kid!" Fang Siwan grabbed her hand tightly, with a little bit of blame, but more of heartache, and even tears gradually welled up, "What can't you bring here? You are the daughter of your father and me, and where we are is your home! Isn't it natural to put your own things in your own home?"

"Ah, you misunderstood." Ye Kong looked into Fang Siwan's eyes and said, "I didn't dare to bring luggage because I was timid or afraid."

"I'm just not sure if this is my home. In other words, I'm not sure if you are qualified to be my family."

"..."

Fang Siwan was stunned, and the hand that was holding her unconsciously loosened.

Ye Zhen and Ye Haichuan, who were moving their luggage over there, also stopped.

The three people who were connected by blood all looked at Ye Kong at the same time.

But Ye Kong seemed unaware of anything.

She was indeed staring at them with a very cold, almost condescending look.

"I have very strict requirements for my home and family. How can someone who is not a person I trust, or a place I trust, be qualified to keep my precious things?"

Snapped--

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tingchu slapped the back of his head with his hand.

She cried out and held her head. "What are you doing?! No one has ever dared to hit me on the head since I grew up—Ah!"

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped again.

Then, the hand pressed on the top of her hairy head, holding her head in place.

Ye Kong was about to struggle, but Ye Tingchu bent down, pressed his forehead against hers, stared into her eyes, and said slowly: "You don't need qualifications to become a family member. I don't know where you learned these weird and eccentric ideas, but now that you are in my territory, I will not allow you to speak so arrogantly and make Mom sad."

Ye Kong, who was about to refute, was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Fang Siwan: "Is mom sad?"

Before she could see Fang Siwan's face clearly, her head was turned back.

Ye Tingchu continued to stare at her: "Even if we accept your rules, then tell me, how can you send your luggage here with confidence?"

Ye Kong was attracted by this, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said, "First of all, I can't live in the Ye family's house, right? What if that old woman wants to drive me away again one day?"

"This is my house, it's under my name - and don't call my grandmother an old woman."

"Even if it's your house, can you guarantee that you won't chase me away one day? Look, you just hit me on the head. What can you guarantee that you will never chase me away like an old woman?"

"..."

Even someone as cold as Ye Tingchu couldn't help but twitch his lips and revealed an expression of forbearance.

Fang Siwan, who was standing by, tried to stop the fight: "Xiaokong, your sister definitely wouldn't..."

"alright."

Ye Tingchu let go of her head and finally stood up.

She looked down at Ye Kong and said indifferently: "I'm giving this house to you. I'll give you the property certificate tonight."

"Do I look like someone who would rob someone's house for no reason?" Ye Kong frowned disapprovingly, "I'm not a robber."

Ye Tingchu closed his eyes: "Then what do you want?"

Ye Kong turned to look at Fang Siwan, stared at her for a few seconds, and said, "You should transfer the house to my mother's name. Also, except for me and my mother, no one else is allowed to enter this house without permission."

"..."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this request, Ye Tingchu and Ye Haichuan were not angry.

Only Ye Zhen started to yell, "What?! Ye Kong, don't go too far! Do I need your permission to come and see my own mother?!"

"It's fine if mom agrees. I just said that you are not allowed to come in without saying hello. I didn't say that I have the right to open the door alone. Do you think I'm a pervert who wants to imprison mom?"

Ye Kong looked at him as if he were a fool.

Ye Zhen: …

Ye Zhen slapped himself in the face to stop himself from continuing to argue with her.

"I don't argue with idiots."

Faced with this kind of verbal attack, Ye Kong didn't even blink.

She carried her small suitcase and quickly went upstairs to choose a room.

In the living room, the four remaining members of the Ye family sat in silence.