Yan Huode followed suit, "Yes, Brother Yan, my uncle's family is rich. You're going to get the money anyway. You've seen that even if you kill me, my family won't be able to give you a penny, and it will dirty your hands to deal with it."

"Yes." Yan Yang and Liu Xiang answered in unison.

The monkey man pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and shook off Yan Huode, who was dragged to the ground by him.

They were right in saying that as long as he received the money, it didn't matter to them who he received it from or how he received it.

Looking at the faces of this family, Yan Mo was so angry that he laughed, and Tang Ping was so angry that she couldn't speak.

She took her hand off Si Ze's arm, pushed aside her parents who were blocking her way, came to the front, looked directly at the so-called uncle's family, and said indifferently:

"I think you are sick! And the illness is not serious. If you say it's my family's fault, then it's my family's fault." Her eyelids drooped slightly, and her eyes swept over everything with disdain, finally stopping at her ridiculous grandfather: "Who do you think you are? Mo said my family doesn't have the money. Even if we do, there are still many poor children out there. Why should I help you, a bunch of inhuman things, if I don't help them? I really regret buying things for you and giving you red envelopes every year. I would give it to a dog instead of you, an old thing."

Being pointed at by a junior like this? Old Master Yan's eyebrows were raised in anger: "You."

"What do you mean by 'I'? When we heard that grandma was critically ill, my father and I were extremely worried. We rushed here from afar just to send her to the hospital as soon as possible. What about you? You stopped us here. As a child, you are unfilial, and as a husband, you are even more cruel. I just want to ask you, are you worthy of grandma's company for so many years?" Yan Mo interrupted what Grandpa Yan was about to say without hesitation, pointing at the three of them and scolding them.

She was really angry. This family was completely devoid of humanity. They were the weirdest of the weird.

Standing behind Yan Mo, Si Ze raised his eyebrows. He seemed to have never seen this side of her. Once she opened her mouth, she left others speechless. She was so naughty and cute that the more you looked at her, the more you loved her.

He thinks she is cute, but some people think she is hateful.

"You silly girl, what qualifications do you have to speak here? How dare a junior speak nonsense in front of your grandfather? Is this your filial piety?" Liu Xiang was furious. She rushed over angrily and immediately raised her hand to slap Yan Mo.

Si Ze's eyes flashed, and he quickly reached out to pull his little wife.

Yan Mo grabbed Liu Xiang's wrist, and before anyone could react, he slapped Liu Xiang hard in the face. In an instant, five red finger marks appeared on Liu Xiang's face.

What a joke! She can control Shu Qian, a grown man, let alone a thin woman like Liu Xiang.

"You dare to hit me?" Liu Xiang looked at Yan Mo in shock. She never thought that this damn girl would dare to hit her.

Yan Mo let go of Liu Xiang's wrist and feigned surprise, "Ah! Auntie, if you were going to hit me, you should have told me in advance! I have a bad habit. Once someone I don't like approaches me, I will subconsciously protect myself. Look, I accidentally hurt you."

As he said this, he was so angry that he apologized with a smile: "I'm so sorry! Auntie shouldn't bother with a junior like me!"

Liu Xiang's hands were shaking as she pointed at Yan Mo, and her eyes were getting redder and redder. She was someone who never suffered any loss, but after falling into Yan Mo's hands today, she would not let it go just because of a few words. She immediately attacked Yan Mo like a mad dog, "I'm going to beat you to death, you damn girl."

Si Ze immediately pulled his little wife over to protect her behind him, and his eyes like sharp blades suddenly stared at Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang trembled with fear, but he still shouted:

"Okay! You dare to do something in my house? You all want to die!" He picked up the broken glass on the ground and prepared to smash it.

"That's enough." Old Master Yan shouted, and said to his daughter-in-law:

"Do you still want to save your son?"

Old Master Yan was not afraid of hurting Yan Mo. This dead girl even scolded him. If he could, he would want her to be beaten to death. But his eldest son was there, and he was afraid of hurting this dead girl. He would offend her and would not be able to get rid of the blame for the debt.

This sentence successfully made Liu Xiang stop what she was doing. She stood up and glared at Yan Mo unwillingly.

"Daming, you have seen it too. Now your brother is in trouble. Will you help him or not?" Old Master Yan simply asked his eldest son directly without any further ado.

Hearing this, Tang Ping was so angry that she almost fainted. She had always known that her parents-in-law were partial to her brother-in-law's family, but she never thought they were so partial. She took the losses she suffered in the past as lessons, which taught her that her partial parents-in-law were wolves, tigers and leopards who only knew how to suck blood from her. This time, she would not give a single child.

Tang Ping immediately stepped forward, ready to curse back.

Yan Mo immediately reached out and grabbed Tang Ping, shaking his head at his mother. Only when his father saw the two elders' expressions clearly would he give up. At this point, after such a long time since he came in, his uncle and the others had not mentioned grandma at all. She guessed that grandma's illness was fake and she really wanted money.

She couldn't say these words, she wanted her father to feel it himself. Although it was cruel, as a daughter, she had to do it. Only by letting her father see these people clearly could they have a peaceful life in the future.

Yan Ming still couldn't accept it. How could his parents treat him like this? He looked at his extremely indifferent father, as if what he said was a very common thing.

No, must he have misunderstood? He didn't believe that this was what his father said to him, he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

He looked at his father with sincere eyes and spoke expectantly:

"Father, are you telling the truth? Do you really mean that?"

Old Master Yan didn't dare look directly at his eldest son. He tilted his head slightly, but in order to save his grandson, he had no other choice. He spoke without hesitation:

"Yes, you've seen it too. Our family is broke now. You should pay off your brother's debt! This is also your responsibility as an older brother."

Judging from the fact that his eldest son had been generous to him in the past, Mr. Yan believed that his eldest son could afford the money.

Yan Ming's face was filled with disappointment, and his eyes gradually turned cold: "Father, that's 17 million, not 17 yuan!"

Over the years, he would usually give his parents a gift of 30,000, 50,000, or 60,000 yuan, and he would never hesitate to give them. But that was 17 million yuan, not 17 yuan, and it would cost his entire family money. His father said it lightly.

If his parents were sick, he would not hesitate even if it meant losing all his fortune. However, he paid off Yan Huode's debts and sacrificed his entire family just to save his grandson who didn't make money. How could he, as a son, not feel disheartened?

Old Master Yan didn't notice the change in his eldest son, and said as a matter of course: "It should be more, so I came to you! Do you agree or not?"

Yan Ming replied, "I'm not a billionaire. I can't easily spend so much money. I think my father has found the wrong person for this matter."

Just as Mr. Yan was about to say something, Yan Ming didn't want to argue with them on this issue anymore, so he interrupted him and asked the purpose of flying here today:

"Father, I just want to ask, is Mother really sick or is she faking it?"