you calling a ruffian You guys are the ruffians!"Although he used to be a fanboy, after what happened on the mountain, he has no good feelings for these two people in front of him. Compared to them,...Ye Bufan originally wanted to continue talking, but seeing his mother's somber expression, he held back out of fear that she would be hurt.

Ouyang Lan said, “I know they have done some things that were excessive at times these years, but they are still my younger brother and sisters.”

Ye Bufan shook his head. His mother was still too kind. However, these days, the kind are bullied by the wicked and horses are ridden by the cruel. Honest people are always taken advantage of.

Ouyang Lan said again, "If you can't stand them, just go do something else first."

Ye Bufan said, “That won’t do, I have to go. They will definitely still bully you.”

He knew his mother's personality. She was kind and meek in front of her other children, and if he wasn't there, she would definitely be bullied by Ouyang Hui.

Ou Yanglan said, "You child, she is my sister. What could she possibly do to me"

"That won't do either. From now on, I won't let anyone bully you anymore."

Ouyang Lan saw that Ye Bufan was speaking seriously and hurriedly said, “Xiaofan, my sister-in-law and I haven’t seen each other for years. You must control your temper later and don't get angry easily.”

Seeing his mother's pleading eyes, he could only sigh and say, "Alright, as long as they aren't being too over the top, I won't say anything."

As noon approached, a middle-aged woman who bore a striking resemblance to Ouyang Lan appeared at the entrance of Zui Jiangnan Restaurant. She was Ouyang Hui.

Behind Ou Yang Hui was a young man of about 20, with yellow hair and a flowery shirt. He looked greasy and swaggered along, his chin held high, appearing quite proud.

He is Kang Zhijun, the son of Ouyang Hui. He is two years younger than Ye Bufan. Although he is younger by seniority, he often bullied Ye Bufan and his siblings when they were children.

Looking at the grand and imposing restaurant, Kang Zhijun said, "Wasn't it said that the pauper sold buns here How could he afford to spend money in such a good restaurant"

Ou Yang Hui let out a cold snort and said, "Trying to make yourself look bigger than you are, aren't you I think you just want us to buy you a meal so you can get out of paying."

Kang Zhijun said, "Mom, we can't let them get away with not paying. Although our family is wealthy, we can't let them spend our money for free."

"It's all my fault for being soft-hearted back then and lending them money. I'll ask for it when I go in. After I get the money, we can talk."

Ouyang Hui spoke as she strode towards the inside of the restaurant, arriving at the private room that Ouyang Lan had reserved in advance.

The door opened, and Ou Yang Lan saw her younger sister had arrived. She immediately beamed and greeted her: "Xiao Hui, you're finally here! Were you tired on the way"

OuYang Hui showed no warmth of reunion with her sister. She coldly glanced at OuYang Lan: "Big sister, wasn't Xiao Fan on the phone a few days ago saying you were going to die Now you seem to be doing just fine."

Ouyang Lan said: "Xiao Hui, don't misunderstand Xiao Fan. I was indeed rescuing for a long time, but later I recovered well."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Ouyang Hui's face as she said, "Sister, I never expected you to be living so well now, spending money at such a high-end restaurant."

"Your daily spending must be quite high, no wonder you haven't paid back our family's money for so long."

Ye Bufan frowned, just about to speak when his mother stopped him with a look. He had no choice but to turn his gaze to the side.

He just couldn't understand it. They were both born from the same mother, why was there such a huge difference in their personalities Ouyang Lan was kind and simple, while this woman was sarcastically sharp and ruthless to the extreme.

Ouyang Lan patiently explained: "Xiao Hui, don't misunderstand, actually this hotel is..."

She originally wanted to say that this hotel was her own, and she didn't need to spend money, but Ouyang Hui didn't give her a chance at all, interrupting directly: "Okay, I'm not interested in hearing about this."

"Pay us back the money you owe our family, or we might not have enough money to eat after dinner."

"Little Hui, you made me say that! I already had the money ready for you."

OuYang Lan stuffed the 3,000 yuan she had prepared earlier into OuYang Hui's hand and then said enthusiastically, "Come sit down and eat. I ordered all your favorite dishes."

Only when Ouyang Hui saw the money in her hand did she feel at ease and pulled up a chair to sit down.

Ouyang Lan then said to Kang Zhijun who was standing beside her, "Xiao Jun, you've grown into a big young man after all these years. Come sit down quickly."

Kang Zhijun curled his lips and said, "Auntie, speaking of it, you guys have borrowed money from my family for over three years now. If this money were put in the bank, there would at least be some interest."

Ouyang Lan's expression faltered. She hadn't expected her own nephew to ask for interest from her.

Ye Bufan could no longer hold back and said, "You want to settle the score Then let's have a good reckoning today."

"Aunt, when you went to university, tuition was paid by Mom. Shouldn't it be your turn to pay today"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Hui's expression changed: "Your mother is my sister. Shouldn't she give me tuition"

Ye Bufan sneered: "Now you remember it's your sister who came A few days ago, my mother was lying in bed, in danger of death. How could you forget that it was your sister then"

"My elder sister is perfectly fine now! She doesn't look like a dying patient at all. You're clearly faking an imperial decree to scam me again, thinking I wouldn't see through your tricks"

Ye Bufan said: "So what's going on today My mom only owes you 3,000 yuan. The tuition you paid back then wasn't even that much, was it"

"To have my own sister come to collect a debt is bad enough, but to demand interest on top of that I just can't believe you could say such things."

Kang Zhijun shouted, "Ye Bufan, how dare you speak to my mother like that"

My aunt giving my mom tuition money is reasonable, my mom is her own sister. As for the money your mom borrowed from us, it was spent on you, an outsider.

"Xiaojun, why are you speaking like that We're all family."

Seeing that several people were getting increasingly heated, Ouyang Lan quickly pulled Ye Bufan behind her and said, "Alright everyone, please calm down."

"Saying that, she took a red envelope from her pocket and handed it to Kang Zhijun: 'Xiao Jun, this is what your aunt prepared for you.'"

Kang Zhijun took the red envelope, reached out and squeezed it, a thick stack, even more than the 3000 yuan.

Once he received the money, he stopped talking. However, he was quite surprised in his heart and didn't understand how Ouyang Lan, who had always been poor and destitute, could suddenly become so generous.

Ye Bufan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. His mother was so kind to her own family that she had no bottom line. It was precisely because of this that she was bullied again and again, and in the end, she even lost her home.

Seeing her son receive the red envelope, Ouyang Hui was very pleased and said: "Big sister, I also came here with a gift for you this time."

"Speaking of which, she picked up a paper bag beside her. 'I knew you love drinking tea, big sister,' she said, 'so I got some for you.'"

Seeing that her younger sister thought of bringing her a gift, Ou Yang Lan was very happy. She didn't care about the quality of the gift; what mattered to her was this familial affection.

She politely said, "We're all family, what need for gifts."

As she reached out to take the paper bag, Ouyang Hui brushed her hand aside and said, "Wait a moment, this isn't all for you."

Ouyang Lan was surprised, not knowing what it meant.

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