Chapter 434
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Jian Yunmo left the conference room.
Jian Yubo was the only one left in the empty conference room.
Jian Yubo looked at the wrapped gift box on the table. He hesitated for a while.
A pair of slender hands slowly unwrapped the wrapping paper.
Under the wrapping paper was a glass box. Inside the box was a beautiful picture scroll.
It was a lifelike scene that Jian Yiling had created using sugar art:
Under the banyan tree, a young boy was wearing light-colored casual clothes. He was sitting on the lush grass with his back against the tree trunk.
The banyan tree was the one in the courtyard of their Old Jian Residence.
All the details were done very exquisitely. The whole scene was lifelike.
This scene had really happened before.
In Jian Yubo's memory, he was sitting under the tree with a book in his hand. In the distance, Jian Yiling was playing with other people.
She had run over twice and asked him if he wanted to play with her.
He had refused. He had even secretly hidden her hair tie that she had dropped.
However, this scene was different from the one in his memory.
In his memory, Jian Yubo was holding a book in his hand.
However, Jian Yiling was holding a chess piece in her hand.
There was also a chessboard in front of him.
Jian Yubo sat there with his eyes on the chessboard. His expression was focused. There was no sadness or indifference in his eyes.
Inside the glass box, the Jian Yubo that Jian Yiling had created with candy was doing what he wanted to do.
There was no oppression from his mother. There was no scolding, scolding, or pain.
In addition, there was a document at the bottom of the gift box. It was a share transfer certificate.
The share transfer certificate transferred Jian Yiling's shares. There was Jian Yiling's own signature on it. There was also the signature of her guardian.
Jian Yubo's hand touched the string of beads on his left hand.
His fingertips gently played with the plastic beads that weren't worth much at all.
"Brother Yubo, can you come and play with me? Books aren't pretty. "
"Brother Yubo, I've learned how to play chess. Can I play with you? If I play five games, I'll win! Even my second brother can't beat me! "
"Brother Yubo, why are you unhappy?"
"I don't need this money. However, you do."
"…"
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After leaving the company, Jian Yumin and Jian Yujie followed Jian Yiling back to the Old Jian Residence. This was requested by Grandma Jian.
The old lady hoped that the two children would be able to get over the tragedy of the family as soon as possible.
Of course, there was also Yubo. It would be even better if he could return to their side.
Jian Yumin and Jian Yujie were indeed sad. However, the situation wasn't that bad.
They weren't young anymore, and they understood many things in their hearts.
In addition, there were signs of his mother's death. Although the divorce was sudden, the seeds had been planted a long time ago.
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As soon as Jian Yiling got home, she went straight upstairs and locked herself in her room.
Jian Yunmo thought that today's events had affected her. And thus, he went to knock on her door.
However, there was no response for a long time.
"Yiling, if you don't come out, I'm going to call the police."
"The door is unlocked."
Jian Yiling's soft voice came from the room.
Only then did Jian Yunmo open the door.
Then, he saw Jian Yiling curled up on the bed.
His body was buried in the quilt, and only his head was exposed.
Her small face was the size of a palm. Her eyes looked at Jian Yunmo as he walked in.
As soon as Jian Yunmo saw her, he knew what was going on. He chuckled and said: "You little idiot. I thought something was wrong with you. Wait a minute. I'm going to make you some ginger brown sugar water."
Upon hearing this, Jian Yiling's head quickly crawled under the quilt.
How embarrassing!
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