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The housekeeper looked at Yang Dongling's hopeful face, sighed softly in his heart, and said, "It's possible."
Even though the housekeeper just gave an ambiguous answer, Yang Dongling still showed a happy smile on her face, "That's great. Let my brother learn a skill after a while, and then make money by himself, and then marry a wife and live quietly." Just get on with your life.¡±
The housekeeper said nothing.
¡° If Yang Qiusheng was really like Yang Dongling thought, things wouldn¡¯t have happened like that some time ago.
Yang Qiusheng was well aware of his sister's indulgence and habitual compromise towards him, so he used his own methods time and time again to convince Yang Dongling.
Although the method is extremely clumsy, it is extremely effective.
The servant said on the side: "It seems that Mr. Yang's girlfriend called him. They didn't know what they said. After hanging up the phone, Mr. Yang asked us to prepare food for him."
After hearing this, Yang Dongling suddenly felt a good impression of Yang Qiusheng's girlfriend whom she had never met.
"So that's it, then I should really thank his girlfriend. And why didn't I think before that if my sister didn't listen to her advice, then his girlfriend would be different."
The housekeeper frowned slightly. Judging from the time Yang Qiusheng had known his girlfriend and the money he spent on her, his girlfriend did not seem to be such a considerate person.
Seeing the happiness that could not be concealed on Yang Dongling's face, the housekeeper did not say these words to dampen Yang Dongling's happiness.
After not eating for two days, Yang Qiusheng devoured a lot. After finishing the last bite, he realized that he was full.
"Bring me some digestive medicine." Yang Qiusheng slumped on the recliner and loudly ordered the servants who came to clear away the dishes.
The servant glanced at him and responded in an extremely cold voice.
The anger in Yang Qiusheng's heart immediately rose. Just as he was about to curse a few words, he remembered the inconvenience caused by the housekeeper who did not allow the servant to serve him anymore after he scolded a servant to tears. He could only curse it. The words were swallowed hard, and his face turned a little dark.
"Call Yang Dongling up for me by the way." Yang Qiusheng had a condescending tone when he spoke, which made the servant on the side roll his eyes secretly in his heart. Without replying to Yang Qiusheng's words, he just left the room with the bowls and chopsticks. .
After the servant left, Yang Qiusheng cursed angrily: "Who do you want to show that dead face to? You can't just work for others, bah!"
He took out his cell phone and wanted to ask Yang Dongling to come over. He thought of Yang Dongling's "unfeeling" towards him, and secretly hated him. He threw the phone aside and groaned while touching his stretched belly.
Ten minutes later, Yang Dongling walked in with the medicine for digestion. Yang Qiusheng saw Yang Dongling's figure from the corner of his eye, and his voice became louder.
Seeing that his expression was not very good, Yang Dongling hurriedly walked forward and put the water glass in her hand aside, "Brother, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
Yang Qiusheng snorted coldly, "Don't you already care about my brother's life and death, and now you're here to see what I do?"
"I don't care about your life or death, but I really don't have the money you want. It's not like you don't know what kind of family we come from. We rely on Brother Jiang to live a slightly better life, but we can't push ourselves too far. , although I saved Brother Jiang, he was also extremely kind to us." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com