Old Mrs. Tao was cowardly and troublesome. After her husband died in middle age, she raised three ungrateful sons, helping them get married and have children. In her old age, no one took care of he...
Wang Baomin “…”
“You don’t need to do this. I can lend you the money for your mother’s medical treatment first, and you can pay me back when you are able to.” Wang Baomin stammered.
This girl is so bold.
"No, I'm not capable of protecting my mother, nor am I capable of protecting myself. I have nothing to offer," Zhou Tian said nervously.
“Your older brother should be coming back,” Wang Baomin said softly, recalling Zhou Hao’s smiling face when he mentioned Zhou Tian.
“I…” Zhou Tian’s tears flowed down her cheeks.
Zhou Tian was afraid she wouldn't be able to wait for her older brother to return.
Nowadays, it's not just summer who's eyeing me; even my own relatives are trying to sell me off.
Rather than letting someone else take the benefits, it's better to find a buyer yourself.
"Don't cry." Wang Baomin really didn't know what to do with such a grown girl.
Wang Chuntao never cries, while Tao Chenyang, trained by Uncle Jiang, is a tough woman.
"I won't trouble you any further." Zhou Tian knew that she herself was a burden, and that it was a bit unreasonable of her to ask such a question.
He was about to leave when he said that.
"You can stay here for now." Wang Baomin felt a pang of pity as he looked at the little girl's tears.
"No need, it wouldn't be good to cause you any trouble." Zhou Tian wiped away her tears.
"You haven't had breakfast yet," Wang Baomin said as Zhou Tian was about to leave.
"No…"
Just as Zhou Tian was about to speak, the doorbell rang.
Zhou Tian looked at Wang Baomin, somewhat at a loss, unsure whether she should open the door.
Wang Baomin walked over with a sigh and opened the door. Seeing the familiar face outside, he was a little confused and asked, "Mom?"
Upon hearing Wang Baomin's words, Zhou Tian immediately hid behind him, but then felt it was impolite and quickly stepped forward again.
"Hello, Auntie." Zhou Tian greeted Tao Ying politely.
"Wang Baomin, what's going on? Don't tell me this is a misunderstanding." Tao Ying looked at Wang Baomin with a stern face.
“Mom, she’s the youngest daughter of the Zhou family…” Wang Baomin felt a chill run down his spine.
For a moment, I didn't know how to explain it.
"Auntie, Mr. Wang saved me yesterday," Zhou Tian quickly explained when she saw Tao Ying was angry.
After hearing Zhou Tian's explanation, Tao Ying wondered, "..." why Wang Baomin always liked to bring women home.
"Auntie, don't worry, I won't bother Mr. Wang," Zhou Tian quickly assured him.
Tao Ying glanced at Wang Baomin and gave him a look.
Wang Baomin immediately went into the room and took out a wad of cash.