Forehead?

Is there some other connection between them?

It seems they were right; Kyoto is indeed a circle, and everything in it is connected.

Ye Wanying paid attention to many things, such as the date at the bottom of the photo.

If I remember correctly, the Tang family was wiped out just two days after this photo was taken!

So, what were the Tang family doing at the Ye family's house back then?

Do you need help?

Ling Jin was racking her brains to remember, feeling as if she had forgotten something important, but she just couldn't recall it no matter how hard she tried.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I was just thinking about something, I forgot."

"Don't think about it if you can't remember, or your head will start to hurt."

Ling Jin rubbed her temples; they really did hurt a bit. "Never mind, I'll stop thinking about it now."

Ye Wanying nodded, calculating her son's nap time: "Well, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now. I'll let you know in advance when I'm going back to City B."

Ling Jin replied, "Okay, oh, by the way, Yingying, I'm planning to take Xiao Jiu to City B. Do you think you could find a school for Xiao Jiu?"

"Of course, that's no problem at all, I'll take care of it. However, conditions are better in Kyoto, are you sure you want to transfer Xiao Jiu to City B?"

What will happen to the biological father then?

Forehead....

Never mind, they'll take care of it themselves.

Ling Jin always seemed a little awkward whenever Ye Yutang was mentioned: "Yeah, I'll move over there too, then we'll be closer! As for this side, let's sell it."

Because the house is too close to the Guan family, Ling Jin doesn't want to get too involved with them, so it's best to deal with it as soon as possible.

Fortunately, selling the house allows us to buy a new house in City B, which will provide Xiao Jiu with a place to settle down in the future.

Ye Wanying didn't really agree with selling the house. After all, the house prices in Kyoto would increase dozens of times in the future, and selling it now would be a loss!

But the mother obviously has her own ideas, and you can't just forcefully stop her, can you?

Fine, let's sell it then.

Anyway, I've never liked this place. It has such a nouveau riche vibe that it gives me a headache.

"Has it been posted?"

“I have a friend who works as a real estate agent. I’ll go ask him about it tomorrow.”

"All right."

...

Back at the Gu family home, her son was still asleep. Since she had nothing else to do in the afternoon, she took off her clothes, lay down on the bed, and took a nap with her drooling son.

The mother and daughter were sleeping soundly, while downstairs at the Gu family's house, several teenagers had already arrived.

"Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Gu, where's Tuanzi?"

The old man, wearing his reading glasses and looking at the newspaper, said, "Looking for Tuanzi? She's still taking her afternoon nap." Then he asked the servants to pour water and cut fruit for the children.

The children in the compound weren't too bothered. They were polite; if the host offered them a seat, they certainly wouldn't stand, and if there was food, they certainly wouldn't refuse it.

I was quite comfortable sitting on the sofa watching TV, waiting for the little one upstairs to wake up from their afternoon nap.

They waited for more than half an hour before a little person, still half asleep, came down the stairs, a few strands of hair sticking up from sleep.

Qin Rao looked at the little man and couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"You're finally awake!"

"Brother Rao?"

The little boy rubbed his eyes, and was somewhat surprised to see Qin Rao, Huo Mingchen, Qin Yao, and the other older brothers he had met at Xi Siyu's house all there.

Are you looking for me?

Ugh, who else would I turn to if not you?

"yes."

The little boy paused for a moment, then stopped going downstairs: "Brothers, wait a minute, okay? Tuanzi is going back to take a bath first."