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    Lan Yue was lying in Yang Lang's arms, and the two of them were whispering.

    Yang Lang stayed in the hospital for another night. Although he fell asleep most of the night, he was still very tired.

    "Your brother doesn't seem to have appeared in the past two days?" Lan Yue asked.

    Yang Lang frowned. He was a little disgusted with his younger brother now because he was no longer as obedient as he was when he was a child. He no longer obeyed his words. He even felt that Yang Bo had a sense of superiority in front of him, the sense of superiority of a rich man!

    "Why are you mentioning him?" Yang Lang frowned.

    Lan Yue seemed to understand Yang Lang's feelings. She smiled and said, "How did the matter you talked about last time go? Is he still unwilling to pay?"

    Yang Lang shook his head, "He doesn't want to pay, but we still have to find a way. We sold the house, but where should we live in the future? Don't we still have to pay for it?"

    Lan Yue laughed, "Yes, you should let him buy it!"

    While speaking, Lan Yue put one hand into Yang Lang's clothes and slid it gently.

    Yang Lang moved a bit, "Don't move!"

    Lan Yue smiled and said, "Didn't I have half a million left after selling the house last time? Why don't you just give it all to me?"

    Yang Lang was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face looked a little embarrassed, as if he felt it was difficult to answer.

    Lan Yue smiled, moved her hands again, scratched Yang Lang's waist, and said with a smile: "Do you think I care about your little money? I just want to collect your money and prevent you from giving it back.  Just go out and worry about it!"

    Yang Lang chuckled, "If you don't give it to me, how can you still not allow me to spend my time?"

    Lan Yue nodded Yang Lang's head, "The time has not come yet, when the time comes, I will definitely give you an unforgettable surprise!"

    Yang Lang chuckled.

    After sleeping all morning, Yang Lang just woke up. He had dinner with Lan Yue and took the food to the hospital.

    Father Yang kept lying on the bed after eating, unwilling to move.

    Yang Lang took a reclining chair and lay on the side. He just bought it yesterday. He knew one thing very well. This was a protracted battle. Yang Bo had never been willing to pay, so it would continue forever.

    After a while, Yang¡¯s father said in a loud voice: ¡°Xiao Lang, have you seen Yang Bo¡¯s whereabouts in the past two days?¡±

    Yang Lang shook his head without opening his eyes, "I don't know, I haven't seen him for two days. Didn't he say hello to you?"

    "No, oh, I forgot, he works in that antique shop, right? Maybe he went to work. If he hasn't worked for so long, the boss should deduct his wages! Hey, a man should make money to support his family, son  Taking care of one's parents is a matter of course!" Yang's father said.

    Yang Lang nodded, "Yes!"

    Mother Yang sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two. She couldn't help but frown. She felt very guilty for doing that last time. She looked at Yang Lang and said, "A son should support his father. Are you not a son anymore?"

    "Mom, we are different!" Yang Lang retorted, "I don't have the ability to make money. If I make as much money a year as Xiaobo does, I will definitely pay all my wages!"

    "Okay, this is my good son!" Father Yang praised.

    Yang Lang chuckled, feeling quite proud.

    After a moment, Yang Lang suddenly looked up at Father Yang, "Dad, I always feel that Yang Bo has lied to us."

    Father Yang raised his head and looked over, "What's wrong? What did you find?"

    "One morning, Lan Yue and I went to have breakfast and saw him discussing business with others. He seemed to have taken a piece of porcelain worth two to three million, and another boss said that the porcelain belonged to Yang Bo.  ." Yang Lang explained.

    "What? He has such a valuable thing in his hand?" Father Yang sat up immediately in surprise, but he quickly sat down again, "Maybe it's from the store."

    "Dad, it's his." Yang Lang said.

    Father Yang frowned, "No matter whether he has money or not, we can't let him go so easily. I have to think carefully about how much money we should ask for next."

    Yang Lang was lying on the side, squinting his eyes and said: "We can't afford less, at least two houses, preferably two million more, and we'll share it equally, hehe!"

    "Get out!" Yang's father scolded, which startled Yang Lang. He quickly stood up and looked over.

    "You're too greedy!" Father Yang lay down, "You can't ask for so much. If he really wants so much, if he runs away with a roll of bedding, where will we find him?"

    "If he's not in Jinling, where else can he go?" Yang Lang said disdainfully.

    ?"You brat, do you think everyone is as ungrateful as you? People who are capable will be wanted wherever they go!" Yang's father said.

    After a while, Father Yang finally made up his mind and said: "Okay, I've thought about it, we want his house in the city, and then rent an antique shop for us to open!"

    After saying that, Father Yang burst into laughter.

    Yang Lang was puzzled, "Dad, the houses in the city are just fine. Why do you need a store? We don't understand this!"

    "You are stupid, can't you go to his store and get it directly? You don't have to pay to get it!" Father Yang said.

    Yang Lang reacted and nodded in agreement.

    While the two were discussing, there was a knock on the door outside the ward. Mother Yang walked over and opened the door.

    "Xiaoxuan, long time no see!" Mother Yang suddenly said in surprise.

    Yang Lang turned around and looked over. When he saw the handsome nurse he had seen before walking in, he stared. He was very enthusiastic when he saw Yang's mother, but his father turned his head. Yang Lang was very curious.

    Ye Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm so sorry. I took a vacation some time ago. When I came back, I found out that my uncle was hospitalized and I came late. I'm really sorry."

    Mother Yang waved her hands quickly, "Xiaoxuan, don't say that. Isn't your uncle okay?"

    Ye Xiaoxuan looked at Father Yang, and when he turned around, she thought he was asleep, so she lowered her voice, "Uncle, is he asleep? Since uncle is resting, I'd better come back next time!"

    "I'm not asleep." Yang's father turned around. He looked at Ye Xiaoxuan and asked, "Did that scoundrel ask you to come here?"

    Ye Xiaoxuan looked over, a little puzzled, "Evil son?"

    Mother Yang quickly reminded: "He is talking about Yang Bo."

    Ye Xiaoxuan also heard about Yang Bo's family affairs. When Yang's father said this, she was a little angry. "Uncle, Yang Bo is so filial. It's wrong for you to say this."

    "Yang Bo is filial?" Father Yang chuckled, "What a big joke!"

    "Uncle, Yang Bo has paid so much for your treatment before, doesn't that count as filial piety?" Ye Xiaoxuan argued.

    "Don't speak for him. Don't I still understand him? Do you think he is here now? I am sick and he doesn't even come to see me!" Yang's father said blindly.

    Ye Xiaoxuan was a little anxious, "But he still wants to make money to treat you. He has already paid ten days' medical expenses in advance!"

    "What did you say?" Father Yang was shocked and sat up immediately.

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