The styles of these clothes are relatively girlish, so Mrs. Ye naturally felt embarrassed.
But he couldn't resist Ye Siyao's sweet talk, and the brand, material and workmanship of the clothes were impeccable, so he soon took the black coat and compared it to himself.
Ye Linlang stood at the entrance looking at the mother and daughter who were discussing how beautiful the clothes were and how to match them. For some reason, she felt a chill in her teeth.
Ye Linlang bit the corner of her lip. She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, but it was very complicated.
—Perhaps in the hearts of Ye Siyao and Madam Ye, her status is not as important as a bunch of gorgeous clothes.
…
Jiang Qiran slightly increased the strength of holding Ye Linlang's hand. He looked at Ye Linlang's self-deprecating smile and suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ye Linlang was stunned when she heard that, but before she could think about it, she saw Jiang Qiran striding forward and heading straight into the hall!
"Qi Ran—"
She couldn't help but let out a low cry.
Ye Linlang knew that Jiang Qiran wanted to stand up for her, but...
…
"You keep saying how shameful it is for your daughter to be with a rich man, but now you are enjoying the sense of superiority brought by these luxury goods, Madam Ye, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
The young man's voice, as cold as ice, suddenly set off a wave of uproar in this empty hall!
Ye Siyao and Mrs. Ye, who were immersed in gorgeous clothes, looked up immediately and woke up Ye Haifeng who was taking a nap on the sofa.
The three of them looked towards the door together, only to find that Ye Linlang had rolled back again without them noticing!
However, what attracted more attention was the young man in front of Ye Linlang.
He looks to be about the same age as Ye Linlang and Ye Siyao, but he is taller than most people. His face is also very handsome.
Jiang Qiran was tall and cold, his pupils were deep and dark, and the face favored by God was now tightly stretched, his aura was chilling.
Even Ye Haifeng, who had been in the business world for decades and had become a seasoned veteran, was shocked by the aura of a superior emanating from this young man.
It felt as if Jiang Qiran was looking down on them, and they were just dust on the ground.
Ye Haifeng didn't like this feeling, but out of some intuition, he was inexplicably afraid of this boy who was several decades younger than him.
"who are you-"
Ye Haifeng frowned and stood in front of Ye Siyao and Mrs. Ye.
Jiang Qiran ignored Ye Haifeng's meaning at all. If it was any other calm occasion and the people of the Ye family could treat Ye Linlang fairly, Jiang Qiran would still maintain basic courtesy.
After all, Ye Haifeng and Mrs. Ye are Ye Linlang's parents.
But what happened today was really unbearable for Jiang Qiran!
Are parents who casually slander their daughter for prostitution and even use violence against her really worthy of being called parents
…
Jiang Qiran didn't look at Ye Haifeng. His eyes, sharper than a knife, fell directly on Mrs. Ye's face.
"Mrs. Ye, aren't you going to answer the question from before? On the one hand, you despise your own daughter without any investigation, and on the other hand, you enjoy this thing that you despise. Isn't that contradictory?"
Mrs. Ye has been arrogant and proud for decades, she has never been questioned in such a condescending manner!
No matter how handsome Jiang Qiran is, Madam Ye can't bear it!
"Where are you from?! What's it to you if I wear mine?"
As Mrs. Ye spoke, she immediately raised her well-maintained hand and pointed towards Ye Linlang.
"As for that shameless woman Ye Linlang, how can she be worthy of wearing such nice clothes! She is basically a country girl!"
Ye Linlang stood in front of the entrance silently without saying a word.
However, when she heard Mrs. Ye's sarcastic words, she clenched her hands into fists and her long eyelashes trembled several times.
—It turns out that it is still sad.
Ye Linlang took a deep breath.
Her emotions were complicated and confusing, but she just kept her back straight, forcing herself not to show any fear.
"If that's the case, then it's even more inappropriate for you to take the village girl's clothes."
Ye Linlang said this and without further ado went to Madam Ye and Ye Siyao and started packing her clothes one by one.
In fact, what do these clothes mean to her
Ye Linlang is not the kind of person who has particularly strong material needs.
She just didn't want to see Madam Ye and Ye Siyao using these clothes to belittle herself, and even wear them out shamelessly, saying that it was natural!
…
Ye Siyao suddenly opened her lips and looked at Ye Linlang in disbelief.
"Ye Linlang, you didn't come back just to take all these things away!"
As she spoke, Ye Siyao subconsciously clutched the ink-stained blue lotus skirt in her hands even tighter!
She really likes this piece, so why would she be willing to give it to Ye Linlang!
That little disaster boy doesn't deserve such nice clothes!
Ye Linlang looked at Ye Siyao's ugly face and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
"Miss Ye Siyao, what's in your head?"
Her words speak volumes!
"These clothes were originally given to me by Qi Ran. They are mine. It is only natural that I should take them back. How can I rob them?"
…
Mrs. Ye was also stunned for a moment. She seemed to have never expected that Ye Linlang would come back so confidently to ask for clothes!
She immediately yelled at Ye Linlang in frustration.
"There are so many in the living room, what's wrong with giving your sister a dress?"
Ye Linlang ignored Mrs. Ye, but the sarcasm in the smile on her lips deepened.
"Let? Sorry, in my dictionary, I can use this word for others, but not for Ye Siyao."
When Jiang Qiran heard Ye Linlang's words, he crossed his arms and felt a little happier.
Sure enough, he liked to see Ye Linlang bullying others and couldn't stand seeing others bullying her.
…
"you-"
Ye Siyao was so angry at Ye Linlang's words that she almost vomited blood!
She looked at Ye Linlang hatefully who came to ask for the skirt. She didn't know what made her break to the limit, but in an instant, she tore the thin and gorgeous ink-wash skirt in her hand!
With a tear, the silk skirt soon made a soft tearing sound.
What she can't get, no one else can get!
Jiang Qiran narrowed his eyes coldly.
"Do you know how much this dress costs?"
Ye Siyao was stunned when she heard this. She was still immersed in the pleasure that no one else could get. When Jiang Qiran suddenly asked her this question, she was at a loss for an answer.
Jiang Qiran walked over slowly, picked up the skirt that had fallen to the ground and broken into two pieces, and used her slender white fingers to pick out the label inside.
The smile on his lips deepened, as if something pleased him.
"Ye Siyao, this skirt is not expensive, 1.3 million. Since you tore it, you should pay for it."
(End of this chapter)