All Novel Full Chapter 931
Chapter 931: Chapter 915: Her Money for Retirement Chapter 931: Chapter 915: Her Money for Retirement Ren Li’s face became stern, “Did I say I agreed, did I say I consented?”
“Heh heh…” Tang Zhinian knew her temperament very well, he didn’t need her to say it out loud, as long as he knew she agreed, that was enough.
After a few days, Tang Xincheng was admitted to the main hospital again.
Once his body was completely recuperated, he could donate bone marrow to Wu Liangliang.
Wu Liangliang’s primary doctor was also very happy because his current condition had become very dire.
Ordinary medications couldn’t control his illness anymore.
If things continued this way, death was the only thing waiting for him.
And, no matter what, he was a child, and it was indeed a pity.
He hurriedly shared the news with Ren Li and Ren Ying.
Upon hearing this, Ren Li was naturally elated.
Her grandson could be saved, and she couldn’t help shedding tears of excitement, but inside she was grieving.
Her old man was gone.
Otherwise, he would have been happy for his grandson, right?
Even Ren Ying’s face was clouded with gloom, who knows what she was thinking?
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“Yingying, our Liangliang can finally be saved.
Aren’t you happy?”
When Ren Li turned around, she saw Ren Ying with a long face, looking as if someone owed her money.
No wonder the doctor was very polite when he came, but left not too pleased.
She thought she might have upset the doctor, but it turned out it wasn’t her, it was Ren Ying.
Who, upon seeing Ren Ying’s current expression, could possibly remain happy?
With such an ugly and unpleasant face, someone had gone to great lengths to save your son, yet what are you doing?
Putting on such a long face for others?
They don’t owe you anything, haven’t consumed your food, so what gives you the right to scowl at others?
In the days since Ren’s father’s absence, Ren Li had really seen through everything, especially Ren Ying, she truly…
“What’s the use of living?”
Ren Ying still had a sullen look, “Even if he survives, what will he eat or drink?
My dad is gone, and he left all his property to Ren Li and her son.
What about us, are we supposed to starve to death?”
“We have arms and legs, are we afraid of starving?”
Ren Li turned around and went to check on her grandson.
“You make it sound so easy.”
The look on Ren Ying’s face grew even more unpleasing, and even her words were laced with barbs.
“Do you actually want to go on the streets and pick up trash?”
Ren Li didn’t say anything, just took over the job her husband used to do, fetching water to clean her grandson.
“Mom…”
Ren Ying truly didn’t believe that her father could be so heartless towards her, that he really hadn’t left anything behind for her.
Even her bank card had been stopped.
She was accustomed to spending liberally, and even in the hospital, she always ensured she was well-dressed.
It’s a shame she had no money now.
How was she supposed to dress up, and with what?
Not willing to give up, Ren Ying walked over again and stood in front of Ren Li.
“Mom, how much money did Dad actually leave you?”
“How much could there be?” Ren Li was still wiping Wu Liang’s hands.
“We were never that well-off to begin with.
After paying for Liangliang’s hospital and surgery fees, there wasn’t much left.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“I don’t believe it either,” said Ren Li’s mother, putting down the towel in her hand, “but it’s true, we barely have any money left.
I’m not capable of earning more, and I need to save what I have for my own retirement.”
After hearing Gu Qing’s words, Ren Li’s mother never divulged exactly how much money she had even on pain of death.
If Ren Ying knew about it, she would definitely scheme to get her hands on it, but that was Ren Li’s mother’s nest egg and what her old man had left her—she wouldn’t give it to anyone.
“Mom…
let’s sell the house, okay?”
Ren Ying was eyeing the house again.
If they sold it, they could get several million for it.
With that kind of money, they wouldn’t have to worry.
“We could move into a smaller house, start a different kind of life.”
“If you can sell it, then go ahead,” Ren Li’s mother retorted smartly, not easily fooled.
“That’s the only memory your father left for me.
If you sell it, where will I live?”
“I told you, we can get a new house,” Ren Ying hurriedly explained, wishing the house wasn’t in her mother’s name or she would have already yelled back.
Ren Li’s mother turned back around to help her grandson wipe his arms and legs.
How could she not know her own daughter?
A belly full of crafty ideas, a head full of schemes, now even trying to trick her own mother.
Ren Ying, oh Ren Ying, you truly are unreliable.
Just when Ren Ying was about to pry something else out, Ren Li’s mother abruptly cut her off.
“Yingying, why did the Wu family leave, and even abandoned Liangliang?”
“How should I know?” Ren Ying’s first reaction to the question was a startle, then she almost screamed as if someone stepped on her tail.
“You’re lucky your father died early; otherwise, you would have driven him to his grave too.”
Ren Li’s mother looked down at her grandson with such sorrow.
Without a grandfather and with an unreliable mother, what would you do?
Ren Ying didn’t want to talk about this.
It felt like she was being stripped bare, exposing all her shame, filth, and disgust for all to see.
This was what she didn’t want people to know, what she was most reluctant to have seen.
Yet, for some reason, it seemed like everyone wanted to tear open her scars now, to let her embarrass herself in front of a crowd.
Nowadays, she even had to cover her face when entering or exiting the hospital, afraid of people’s pointing fingers, of being called shameless and without decency.
Even the most shameless need a face to save,
And even those without decency dislike being publicly shamed.
And so, in her heart, she cursed the Wu family, Ren Li, and everyone else thoroughly.
That was the only way to find some relief.
But the more she thought about how she would never live the life she used to, the more agitated she became.
That day, Ren Li’s mother stood outside Tang Yuxin’s office, nervous and uneasy.
She knew this was Tang Xincheng’s sister, as well as the daughter of Ren Li’s current husband, her stepdaughter.
Usually, it wouldn’t have mattered, but Tang Yuxin always seemed somewhat frightening.
Her unsmiling demeanor was cold as ice and snow, especially with that piercing gaze that made people shiver without reason.
And when she did smile, it felt even more terrifying.
She straightened her clothes and knocked on the door.
Indeed, she heard someone inside say “Come in.”
She entered, and with just a glance, her fingers felt numb with cold.
“Please, sit down.”
Tang Yuxin pointed towards the sofa, inviting Ren Li’s mother to take a seat.
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Ren Li’s mother sat down uneasily, not knowing why Tang Yuxin had asked her to come today.
Could it be that she no longer wanted to make a donation for her grandson?
No, that had to happen.
Her grandson was nearly out of time.