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401 Regret, it’s too late
After the boy's father left angrily, he received a call from the nursing home before he even got in the car.
The call came from the nurse, telling him that the old lady had skipped two meals and had to see him.
The man was furious and replied fiercely,
"I'm already in dire straits! Can you please stop doing this! This family is ruined by you! If you don't eat, you'll be hungry! Don't threaten me with a hunger strike! I won't do that now!
Now I've lost my job, and it's all your fault!If you were willing to apologize on the spot, nothing would have happened?What now?Even if I pay compensation to others, they won’t take it!I have nothing now!It's your fault! "
click!
The boy's father hung up the phone after saying that.
On the other end of the phone, the once arrogant and domineering old lady had crooked eyes and crooked mouth. Although she heard her son's words clearly, she could not say a word.
Only tears were left on his face.
The nursing home nurse put away her cell phone, sighed, comforted her a few words and went to work.
The old lady's face was covered with tears, saliva, and snot.
She regrets it now.
But it's too late.
There is no regret medicine for her in the world.
……
In the President's Office, Zhan Yan just ordered a multifunctional electric lift table for Xiaoer. It is the latest model and can only be interviewed next month. Zhan Yan got it in advance by brushing his face.
It will be installed at home in a few days.
Xiaoer sometimes paints in the bedroom. The table is not suitable for painting in terms of angle or comfort, so Zhan Yan found him the most versatile one.
I haven’t told Xiaoer yet, but I’m going to give him a surprise.
Mainly because he was afraid that if he told him in advance, Wen Rao would talk to him about money again.
Thinking that Wen Rao still refused to use the card he gave him, Zhan Yan felt dizzy.
Because in his opinion, Wen Rao could only treat him as one of his own if he used the household income he provided.
So he could only buy as much stuff as possible for his family and Xiaoer.
He also wanted to give Wen Rao a gift, but she would definitely not want a luxury item. Knowing that she liked drinking tea, he went to his grandfather's place to collect two boxes of precious tea, and planned to take it back to her tonight.
Zhan Yan was thinking about how to convince Wen Rao to accept the tea leaves at night, when Xiao Shan knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr. Zhan, the matter of stealing Wen Xiaoer's paintings has been basically investigated."
Xiao Shan placed a document bag in front of Zhan Yan.
Zhan Yan opened it and read it.
"Aunt Sun's daughter-in-law You Wenjing's gallery had an accident while reselling paintings on the black market. She lost millions and was unable to make ends meet. She saw Xiaoer who was painting in Aunt Sun's shop and took his photos and paintings. Sent to a black market website.
There are many perverted buyers on that website, who specialize in teenage art students. Several bosses behind the scenes took a fancy to Xiaoer and his paintings. You Wenjing wanted to steal Xiaoer's paintings, and first bid on them on the black market and found them. Take Xiaoer away when the opportunity arises.
Aunt Sun's daughter-in-law stole the spare key you left in the tea shop, and later returned the key while Aunt Sun was away. However, she must have noticed something, and there has been no movement since then.
Our people have been keeping an eye on her secretly, and her debt crisis has been resolved. Someone remitted a sum of money to her from a foreign account. After the remittance, the account was cancelled, cutting off the tracing direction. "
After Xiao Shan finished speaking, Zhan Yan's face turned as dark as water.
Wen Rao is the person he likes, and Xiaoer is Wenrao's life. To attack Xiaoer is to touch his bottom line.
Even if it is the grandson's daughter-in-law, she cannot be let go.