"Sister-in-law, don't you love my brother the most? You won't care about my brother's life or death just because Xue Hu is by your side?"
Hearing that she just smiled and said nothing, Long Zhuiyue asked anxiously and a little indignantly.
"Silly girl, they have completely different emotions towards Xuehu and Zhutian. As for love or not, I have nothing else to say. If he lives, I live, if he dies, I die, that's it."
Yang Zimei said calmly.
Her tone was very calm, but her heart was as firm as if an iron stake had been driven into it.
"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I misunderstood you. But, you care about him so much, why are you always separated from him instead of staying with him?"
Long Zhuiyue asked guiltily.
"He and I have our own lives, he has what he needs to do, and I have what I need to do, but I believe that we will always be together."
When Yang Zimei said this, his face was full of confidence.
Yes, she believed that she would always be with him, whether life or death.
Long Zhuiyue stopped asking this question, but asked cautiously, "Then did you tell him about me? Did you tell him that I can't see?"
"Um."
"Is he heartbroken?"
"My heart aches."
Seeing the expectation and caution on Long Zhuiyue's face, Yang Zimei had no choice but to lie.
When Long Zhuiyue heard this, his originally gloomy little face suddenly brightened up. He stretched out his arms to hug Yang Zimei and asked in surprise, "Really? He is really willing to admit that I am his sister? And he is still worried about me?"
"Yes."
Yang Zimei looked at her helplessly and answered.
"Great, great, it's worth my blindness."
The dragon chases the moon and cheers.
This kid...
Yang Zimei looked at the undisguised joy on her face, feeling both heartbroken and loving.
Long Zhuiyue really longed for the warmth of family affection.
This desire is close to Wang Zeyuan's paranoia towards Long Caiyun.
If it weren't for the fact that Long Zhuiyue is half-fox, and Wang Zeyuan is half-snake.
She even suspected that the two of them were really related by blood.
*
Wang Zeyuan was imprisoned in the dungeon, and Jiang Ziliang sent ten of his elite men to guard him. Yang Zimei took Long Zhuiyue and the others back to the Jiang family's house.
As soon as I returned, I saw Min Gang and Luo Bai waiting.
"Zimei——"
Min Gang saw her and greeted her happily, "I rang the doorbell just now, but no one came out to open the door. I was just about to call you, but you came back unexpectedly."
"Um."
Too many things have happened, and she is now worried about Long Zhutian's situation, and is not in much mood to chat with him.
Seeing her gloomy face, Min Gang asked sensitively, "Did something happen?"
"Well, one thing. Have you finished attending the trade fair?"
Yang Zimei saw that Min Gang was beaming and in a good mood, so he didn't want to infect his bad mood to him, so he tried his best to put on a smile and asked.
"Yes, we have gained quite a lot from this exhibition and exchange meeting. Luo Bai has been certified as a master of imitation Yuan porcelain. We have obtained eight valuable orders from Qianbaidu, which is enough for us to last for three to five years."
Min Gang said happily, "The company can finally expand."
"Congratulations!"
Yang Zimei said calmly.
"Zimei, don't forget, you also have a share in the company! You are still the largest shareholder."