From Sidekick to BigShot

Jian Yunmo left the meeting room.

Only Jian Yubo was left in the empty conference room.

Jian Yubo looked at the wrapped gift box on the table and hesitated for a while.

A pair of slender hands slowly opened the wrapping paper.

Under the wrapping paper is a glass box with a beautiful picture scroll inside.

It is a lifelike scene made by Jian Yiling with sugar art:

Under the banyan tree, the young young man dressed in light-colored casual clothes was sitting on the lush grass with his back leaning on the trunk.

That banyan tree is the one in the courtyard of their old house.

All the details are very delicate, and the whole scene is vivid.

This scene has really appeared.

In Jian Yubo's memory, he was sitting under a tree with a book in his hand, and Xiao Yiling in the distance was playing with other people.

She ran over twice and asked him if he wanted to play together.

He refused, and secretly hid her dropped hair rope.

However, this is different from the picture in memory.

Jian Yubo in his memory holds a book in his hand.

But what Jian Yiling did was holding a chess piece.

There is also a chess board in front of it.

Jian Yu Boduan sat there with his eyes on the chessboard, his expression focused, there was no sadness or indifference in his eyes.

In the glass cover, Jian Yubo, who was made by Jian Yiling with candy, is doing what he wants to do.

There is no mother's oppression, no beatings, no scolding, no pain.

In addition, under the gift box, there is a document, which is an equity transfer letter.

The transfer letter transferred Jian Yiling's part of the shares, with Jian Yiling's own signature and the signature of his guardian on it.

Jian Yubo's hand touched the string of beads on his left hand.

The fingertips whispered over the worthless plastic bead.

"Brother Yubo, can you come and play with Ling Ling? Books are not good-looking."

"Brother Yubo, Lingling has learned to play chess. Will Lingling play with you? Five of them will win Lingling! The second brother can't play Lingling!"

"Brother Yubo, why are you unhappy?"

"I don't use the money, but you need it."

"..."

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After leaving the company, Jian Yumin and Jian Yujie followed Jian Yiling back to Jian’s old house, which was requested by the old lady.

The old lady hopes that the two children can come out of the family's misfortune as soon as possible.

Of course, there is also Yu Bo, and it would be even better if he could return to them.

Jian Yumin and Jian Yujie are indeed sad, but the situation is not that bad.

They are not young anymore, and they understand many things in their hearts.

Coupled with the mother's affairs, there was a foretaste. Although the divorce was sudden, the seeds of the matter were already planted.

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Jian Yiling went straight upstairs as soon as she got home and shut herself in the room.

Jian Yunmo thought that what happened today had affected her, and ran to knock on her door.

The result was silent for a long time.

"Xiao Ling, if you don't come out again, I will call the police, brother."

"The door is unlocked."

Jian Yiling's small voice came from the room.

Only then did Jian Yunmo open the door.

Then I saw Jian Yiling lying on the bed, curled up.

The body was buried in the quilt, only one head was exposed from the quilt.

With a small slapped face, his eyes filled Jian Yunmo who came in.

Jian Yunmo knew what was going on when he saw it, and said with a light smile: "You little idiot, my brother thought what was wrong with you, wait, my brother will cook you ginger and brown sugar water."

Hearing that, the only exposed head of Jian Yiling also quickly got into the bed.

Shame to death.