"Mom, I know," Jiang Yongxian replied impatiently, feeling annoyed.

Peng Cuiying immediately noticed that her son was in a bad mood. "Eldest son, is something wrong?"

"Did you suffer any injustice at He's house again?"

Peng Cuiying truly felt sorry for her son, who had to endure the hardships of being treated poorly by the He family. However, for the sake of their family's future prosperity, she could only bear it despite her heartache for her son.

Jiang Yongxian felt that Peng Cuiying couldn't help him much, and he was about to argue with her in his frustration.

Then I realized that this matter was related to Yang Qiaoqiao, and perhaps Peng Cuiying could give him some advice.

After he told Peng Cuiying about it.

Peng Cuiying rolled her eyes, tugged at his sleeve, and asked him in a low voice, "Son, let me ask you, does the law stipulate that if a child dies, her property must go to her parents?"

Jiang Yongxian's eyes lit up.

After a moment's thought, he said, "That's how it's legally stipulated, but Dad already published a notice in the newspaper severing ties with Yang Qiaoqiao. He didn't know about our family's situation..."

"Boss, you should quickly find someone who knows about this and ask them. If it works, we'll figure out a way."

When Peng Cuiying said this, her eyes were filled with greed.

That bitch Yang Qiaoqiao, now that she's made a fortune, she doesn't even know how to be filial to her own mother, let alone help her older brother.

She refused to believe she couldn't get that brat's money into her own hands.

Jiang Yongxian's eyes flickered, and after agreeing, he went out to inquire.

When he returned, he brought Peng Cuiying a positive answer.

Peng Cuiying's eyes lit up even more, as if she could already see her inheriting Yang Qiaoqiao's wealth, and even more so, she could see her eldest son rising step by step after having money to pave the way.

Although Jiang Yongxian had already guessed what Peng Cuiying was planning when she asked him to inquire, he pretended not to know at this moment and said with a troubled expression:

"Mom, even if we sever ties, you still have the right to inherit, but Yang Qiaoqiao is in good health right now!"

Peng Cuiying looked at her son with a mysterious smile, "Eldest son, in a person's life, there are bound to be accidents and illnesses, how can there be no accidents?"

Some people seem to be living perfectly fine lives, but then suddenly, an accident happens, and they're gone.

Jiang Yongxian understood Peng Cuiying's meaning.

He had originally intended for Peng Cuiying to do the work, but after thinking about it, he realized it wouldn't be appropriate for her to do it.

If Peng Cuiying takes action and the matter comes to light, she will lose her inheritance rights, and in the end, all her efforts will be in vain.

perhaps……

Jiang Yongxian narrowed his eyes slightly, a plan already taking shape in his mind.

He stood up and said, "Mom, I'm going back now. Please take good care of Qilin."

“Okay, don’t worry.” Peng Cuiying nodded.

But just as Jiang Yongxian was about to leave, she remembered something and quickly called her back.

She pulled Jiang Yongxian aside and whispered, "Boss, what are you planning to do with Wang Xue? She's getting more and more out of control. Keeping her around will only cause trouble sooner or later."

A ruthless glint flashed in Jiang Yongxian's eyes. "Mom, I understand. I'll handle it."

Wang Xue's matter should have been dealt with after her son was born.

However, he was too busy with other things this year and didn't have time for her.

We really can't delay any longer.

After returning to the He family home, Jiang Yongxian immediately went to find He Zhengguo.

However, just as he was about to speak, He Zhengguo stopped him.

He simply said, "Yongxian, if you have an idea, just go for it. You don't need to tell your father."

We men should be bold and decisive, and sometimes even ruthless.

After He Zhengguo finished speaking, he got up and walked to Jiang Yongxian, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Yongxian, Dad has always thought highly of you."

Jiang Yongxian: ...

At this point, he realized that He Zhengguo's goal was to make him do what he wanted.

But as long as he doesn't listen to him, He Zhengguo can absolve himself of all responsibility if something goes wrong.

The old fox is indeed an old fox; he calculated every step clearly.

Even though he knew He Zhengguo was using him, he had no choice but to compromise.

He has wasted so many years in the He family, bowing and scraping before the He father and daughter, and has already invested too much in sunk costs.

Having come this far, he couldn't give up without getting anything in return.

He could only clench his fist and say firmly, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely handle things well."

However, he couldn't handle this matter himself; he already had a suitable candidate in mind.

Yang Qiaoqiao knew nothing about what was going on with Jiang Yongxian.

Now, apart from Jiang Yongchang, the other members of the Jiang family are complete strangers to her.

She rarely thinks about those strangers.

Besides, she's been so annoyed these past few days that she hasn't had time to think about people who aren't relevant to her.

"Huo Beixiao, don't you have anything to do? Why are you following me around all day?" Yang Qiaoqiao finally couldn't help but turn around and frowned, looking somewhat annoyed at Huo Beixiao, who had been following her like a tail since they returned from Hong Kong.

When she scolded him, Huo Beixiao immediately became dejected, looking like a big dog that had made a mistake and was letting its owner discipline it.

"Honey, I learned how to make this and wanted to give it to you."

Looking dejected, Huo Beixiao took out a bunch of crookedly made velvet flowers from behind him and carefully peeked at Yang Qiaoqiao.

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the bouquet of exquisitely crafted velvet flowers in Huo Beixiao's hand and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

However, she didn't show it on her face at all. She just frowned and looked at Huo Beixiao, saying, "Huo Beixiao, I'll say it again, we're divorced and have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Stop calling me "wife" all the time, it's disgusting!

As soon as Yang Qiaoqiao said those words, Huo Beixiao looked at her pitifully, as if he was about to break.

He said sullenly, "Qiaoqiao, don't be angry, I won't call you wife anymore."

But I don't remember anything about our divorce; all I remember is that you're my wife.

Yang Qiaoqiao: ...

When Huo Beixiao first woke up, she still believed that Huo Beixiao had really forgotten many things due to brain trauma, and only remembered her.

But now Huo Beixiao can go to Hong Kong and find flaws in the things he did before that were almost flawless, so as to expose Jiang Yiran's false identity and bring Jiang Yiran to justice.

She didn't believe that Huo Beixiao had really lost his memory again.

After all, Huo Beixiao's amnesia this time is quite different from the last time he forgot about her.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to look at Huo Beixiao calmly. "Huo Beixiao, what you remember or don't remember is your business and has nothing to do with me."

If you forget about this again, please carry your divorce certificate with you at all times to remind yourself!