Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

The three of them picked and chose at the fresh produce market, and soon bought a huge pile of food. Ning Dongyang estimated that it would be enough for ten people, let alone three.

I drove home.

Shangguan Qingke, who was walking briskly towards the passenger seat, suddenly blushed slightly, lowered her head, took Jiang Liluo's hand, and sat down in the back seat together.

She did it on purpose.

She adopted a coy, inviting posture, her eyes constantly glancing at Ning Dongyang. It was practically a blatant declaration: "I'm sitting in the back seat, and you'd better lift me up to the front passenger seat just like you lifted Li Luo."

Ning Dongyang smiled silently.

Just like when they arrived, they picked Shangguan Qingke up from the back seat, lifted her up around the waist, placed her in the front passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt.

The Mercedes-Benz G-Class, laden with its bounty, returned to the Shanshui Yuntian residential community.

"what?"

"We have guests at home."

After a quick look, Shangguan Qingke pointed to the two cars parked in front of her house and turned to look at Jiang Liluo: "Sister Liluo, this is Uncle Jiang's car, and Sister Liye's car."

Jiang Liluo saw the car in front of her and immediately tensed up.

Her father and sister's car was parked next to her villa, so they must be inside. Her villa uses a combination lock with fingerprint unlocking, and both her father and sister have fingerprint records.

They rarely come to our door.

There must be something going on if someone comes to her house at this time.

"My parents and sister are here."

"Li Luo, you go home first."

Seeing his father-in-law and sister-in-law arrive, Ning Dongyang turned to Jiang Liluo in the back row and said, "Qingke, come with me to carry the things."

Ning Dongyang went to park the car in the garage, and Shangguan Qingke helped him carry his things. Jiang Lilu got out of the car first, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and opened the door.

Looking at the familiar faces in the room, a smile bloomed on her face: "Dad, Mom, Sister, Little Sister, you're all here."

The atmosphere in the room was not good.

Especially Jiang Liluo's father, Jiang Xiushan, sighed as he looked at Jiang Liluo returning: "Liluo, have you and Dongyang divorced?"

Jiang Liluo's mother, Wei Xiaohe, walked over and poked her forehead with her finger: "My silly girl, you're giving up your good life with Dongyang to divorce Xiao Jibo."

"Is your brain filled with mush?!"

"Your mother told you before that Xiao Jibo was not the right person for you. Fortunately, three years ago, Xiao Jibo ran away abroad, and you got together with Dongyang... You can't go back to an old flame, especially not a poisonous one."

Jiang Liluo's eyes reddened: "Mom, I didn't."

Wei Xiaohe lightly punched her: "You brat, you're still lying to us."

"If it weren't for Xiao Jibo calling Zhencai from your uncle's family, and Zhencai telling your dad, we would still be in the dark."

"Such a big thing as divorce, and you didn't even tell the family. You brat, why are you so troublesome? You've made your mother worry herself sick."

"Your uncle's son, Zhencai, is a big mouth. Now that the news of your divorce from Dongyang has probably spread throughout the Jiang family and other families in Jiangcheng."

"You brat, how many people are talking behind your back, laughing at you?"

When I first met Ning Dongyang.

Apart from Old Master Jiang, no one in the Jiang family had a high opinion of him and Jiang Liluo. After all, an orphan's upbringing was completely different from that of a wealthy heiress like Jiang Liluo.

Life is not just about romance and poetry, but also about the mundane things like cooking oil, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.

Wealth and power never only determine status and position, but also one's life pursuits. Ning Dongyang's lifelong pursuit of the capital may only be the beginning of Jiang Liluo's life.

However, time does not lie.

For the past three years, Ning Dongyang has loved Jiang Liluo with all his heart, every single day, every hour, every minute, and every second.

His kindness to Jiang Liluo was so profound that even saying he was completely devoted to her would be an understatement.

Human hearts are made of flesh and blood.

Jiang Liluo's parents, eldest sister, and younger sister gradually changed their opinion of Ning Dongyang.

Ning Dongyang is far better than Xiao Jibo.

Their whole family accepted Ning Dongyang from the bottom of their hearts. They originally thought the two of them would live a sweet and harmonious life together.

However, Jiang Liluo, whose mind was completely muddled, secretly divorced Ning Dongyang without telling her family.

Wei Xiaohe grew angrier the more she looked at Jiang Liluo, feeling a sense of disappointment and frustration.

If it weren't my own child, I would have slapped it a few times.

Jiang Liluo's older sister, Jiang Liye, came forward, gently took Jiang Liluo's hand, and sat her down on the sofa: "Second sister, it's not that we look down on that Xiao Jibo... he's really a scoundrel."

"Oh, what can I say about you?"

"You divorced Dongyang, who had always doted on you, for someone like that."

"Second sister, you've gone mad."

Jiang Xiushan's branch of the Jiang family only had three daughters.

Mother Wei Xiaohe is beautiful; even though she's almost fifty, she looks like she's in her thirties. In terms of physical appearance, the three women inherited more from Wei Xiaohe.

Three beautiful sisters, from the time they grew up, were coveted by people with ill intentions.

The eldest sister, Jiang Liye, has a gentle and kind personality, like a spring breeze. She looks nine-tenths like Jiang Liluo, with naturally red lips and naturally dark eyebrows. She has a small oval face and a pair of large, pure eyes that are so captivating that people lose their way.

Presumably the eldest of the three sisters, she has accumulated enough experience over the years. In terms of size, Xiong Da and Xiong Er are a size larger than Jiang Liluo, and from above, she cannot see her own feet.

Jiang Liluo was very envious of this.

To say that the eldest sister is older than her is due to the passage of time, but it's hard to believe that her younger sister, who is four years younger than her, has already reached the same level.

Although Ning Dongyang hadn't said anything these past few days, she knew that men liked big ones.

If Ning Dongyang knew what Jiang Liluo was thinking, he would probably tell her that size is not the most important thing; the key is that the shape must be good enough to withstand gravity and not hang down.

For example, Jiang Liluo's bamboo shoots are perfect.

He liked it very much.

Looking at her eldest sister Jiang Liye, Jiang Liluo's tears kept falling: "Sister, I know I was wrong."

Jiang Liye's marriage was an arranged marriage between families.

She was able to escape the arranged marriage because, on the one hand, Old Master Jiang spoke up, and on the other hand, her eldest sister, Jiang Liye, obeyed the arrangement and married into the Lin family of Jiangcheng.

She knew that her eldest sister had not had a good time in the Lin family these past few years.

Jiang Lilu sometimes wondered if she was the one who had harmed her eldest sister.

If my eldest sister hadn't followed the family's arrangements, she might be living a better life now.

Her older sister relieved her of the pressure of the arranged marriage, allowing her to pursue her own life, but she blinded herself and divorced Ning Dongyang.

She's been regretting it terribly these past few days.

The younger sister, Jiang Liyue, who had been silent until now, walked to the other side of Jiang Liluo and said, "Second sister, I'm making this clear: I only recognize Ning Dongyang as my brother-in-law, and I will never recognize that Xiao Jibo as my brother-in-law."

Her family members took turns trying to persuade her, but Jiang Liluo wasn't upset; instead, she felt a sense of warmth. These were her family, her blood relatives, the family who always held her dear.

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First, Shangguan Qingke, symbolically carrying a small bag weighing less than two pounds in her left hand, opened the door and walked in.

She looked at Jiang Xiushan and the others, and greeted them happily: "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Wei, Big Sister, Little Sister."

Ning Dongyang followed behind, his hands full of bags of all sizes, almost obscuring the other person. As he walked, he called out with a smile, "Dad, Mom, Big Sister, Little Sister."