I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

When Ji Yu answered the phone, he thought it was someone doing pyramid schemes, but the voice of a middle-aged woman came from the receiver.

"Ji Yu, I'm your aunt Du Yueyi, do you still remember me?"

Ji Yu was confused for a moment. Who is Du Yueyi?

After a few seconds, he finally dug out the memory from a corner.

Isn’t Du Yueyi Ji Hongguang’s mother, the sarcastic aunt in his memory?

However, in his impression, Ji Hongguang’s mother’s name didn’t seem to be Du Yueyi. He remembered that her name was Du Xiujuan.

"Scam, right? You didn't even check my background. My aunt's name is not Du Yueyi, her name is Du Xiujuan. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Ji Yu hung up the phone without mercy.

Yuan Shenghe asked: "Is this a scam call?"

Before Ji Yu could answer, his phone rang again, it was the same call from before.

"If it's a scam call, don't answer it," said Yuan Shenghe.

"You're so persistent. Let me see what she wants to say."

Ji Yu answered the phone again.

"Ji Yu! I am really your cousin. Du Xiujuan was my previous name. I changed it several years ago. Didn't you know that a long time ago?"

Although the other party was explaining, one could tell that he was suppressing his anger, and his tone was a bit aggressive.

"How do I know if you changed your name? I'm not your son, and you didn't tell me."

"Are you really my aunt?"

Du Yueyi said angrily: "Why would I lie to you? Why are you so impatient?"

"It's not that I'm impatient, it's that you should change your name. Du Xiujuan is a nice name. Xiujuan Xiujuan sounds so nice, it suits you very well."

Ji Yusheng hummed teasingly.

Du Yueyi rolled her eyes when she heard this. She hadn't contacted this little bastard for a few years, and his words were becoming more and more annoying.

No wonder my son called home to complain before.

"What old man? I'm only in my 50s, and when people see me they say I'm only in my 40s!"

The older a woman gets, the more she cares about whether she will be called old by others, especially by nouveau riche like Du Yueyi.

Since her family became rich, she not only loved to take care of herself and compare herself with other rich ladies, but later she also felt that her name was too rustic, so she asked someone to change it.

She never allowed Ji Yu to call her by her real name before.

However, Ji Yu likes to hit the pain points of people he hates. The more the other party forbids him to call him, the more he will call him every time they meet.

Du Yueyi hated him more and more because of this, but he didn't care because they disliked each other in the first place.

If the other party hadn't called him suddenly, he would have forgotten the existence of these two old guys.

"Aunt, you really don't have the slightest self-awareness. When others say you are young, do they really think you are young?"

"No, they are just complimenting you. It's hard to tell the truth. In fact, they are calling you an old woman in their hearts."

"Ji Yu!" Du Yueyi yelled angrily, "How do you talk to your elders? After all these years, why are you still so rude!"

"Oh, I knew that people don't like to hear the truth these days. Look, you got so angry when I said it. Do people dare to tell you the truth? Of course not."

"Aunt, you are already so old, you should know that you can't take such words seriously."

The sound of Du Yueyi's excited breathing came from the phone.

Ji Yu added: "Aunt, you don't have to thank me too much. This is what I should do."

"Shut up." Du Yueyi couldn't bear it anymore.

"Oh, I'm hanging up then."

Ji Yu was about to hang up after saying this, but Du Yueyi had just experienced this and hurriedly shouted.

"Don't hang up. I'm calling you this time because I have something important to tell you. The house in my hometown is going to be demolished. When can you come back?"

Ji Yu paused and asked: "The house in my hometown is going to be demolished?"

"Yes, the old house of the Ji family is also within the demolition range. We all have the surname Ji, and we also have a share of this house."

Du Yueyi said it as a matter of course.

Ji Yu finally understood. It turned out that he wanted to get a piece of the pie. No wonder he took the initiative to call him and tell him about the demolition of the old house.

"Aunt, you are not beautiful, but you think you are beautiful. If I remember correctly, the old house seems to be mine. What does it have to do with you?"

Du Yueyi said angrily: "Ji Yu, don't forget that when your parents were in the hospital after the car accident, we lent you the money."

"Oh, yes, yes, your son sued me before and asked me to return the money you lent me. In the end, he paid me hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation."

Du Yueyi wanted to vomit blood when she heard this. She was so angry when her son told her about this.

She originally wanted her son to default on the debt and simply not give Ji Yu the money.

But the son said that if he defaulted on the debt, it would affect the family business, and if it got out, it would also be bad for the company's reputation.

Finally, the hundreds of thousands of dollars awarded by the court were transferred to Ji Yu, which made a good deal for this little bastard.

She gave hundreds of thousands of dollars to someone she hated for nothing. Later, whenever she thought of this, Du Yueyi felt heartbroken.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yu brought up this matter again in person, which really pissed her off.

"I'm telling you, no matter how you deny it, we have a share of the house in our hometown, and I won't give up the money for the demolition!"

Du Yueyi would never be willing to give up until she got the money back from Ji Yu.

She didn't want to tell Ji Yu about this, but the house was in her hands, and the villagers would call him to tell him.

"Then take your time to think about it." Ji Yu hung up the phone. Du Yueyi called again, but he didn't pick up the phone this time and directly blocked her number.

Yuan Shenghe only started asking after he queued up to pay the money and returned to the car with Ji Yu carrying a bag of things.

"The old house is being demolished, so are you going back to your hometown?"

Ji Yu fastened his seat belt and said, "If the house is really to be demolished, we will definitely have to go back."

"Your relatives may not give up easily. If we can't reach an agreement, there will probably be a dispute. Do you want to send someone to help you deal with it?"

Ji Yu thought about it and shook his head: "Demolition is secondary. I haven't been back for a while. It's a good opportunity to go back and see my parents. Now that I have money, I can find a better cemetery for them."

Even if my hometown is demolished, I don’t think the compensation will be much.

Ji Yu didn't like it at all.

Although he had not spent much time with his parents in this world, their experiences were very similar and he could empathize with them.

He probably won't be able to go back to his original world in the future, so in his heart he regards the original owner's parents as his own parents.

He also hopes that there is someone like himself who treats his parents like this.

"Since you are meeting your father-in-law and mother-in-law, I will go with you."

"You are a busy man. Do you have time to go to a remote place with me?" Ji Yu said jokingly. Yuan Shenghe has been very busy recently. He often attends meetings. Sometimes he spends a long time looking at contracts in the study after work.

"It's better to go if you don't have one. It's the first time we meet the parents-in-law, so we can't be too rude." Yuan Shenghe has already made up his mind, "When are we going to your hometown?"

"You're more anxious than I am." Ji Yu couldn't help laughing. "I have to call and ask first, and I have to find a good day. At least it has to be the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Yuan Shenghe frowned slightly. The time was a bit tight, but it was not impossible.