"I'm curious too."
"strange."
The gossip squad is always online.
Feng Zhiguo gritted his teeth. He had wanted to strangle Feng Nian just now, and now he wanted to kill that unfilial daughter Feng Yue. Why couldn't he just enjoy this kind of benefit quietly? What a bastard.
Feng Nian didn't want to see his distorted face, so she raised her household registration book.
"Let's go, while there's still time, let's transfer your household registration. Even if Qiao Chunli suspects something, she won't say anything, since her household registration is also in the courtyard. See how considerate I am of you?"
Feng Zhiguo narrowed his dangerous eyes. The little bitch had actually prepared so thoroughly.
It doesn't matter if he cuts ties with his family and moves out of the residential compound. With that idiot Qiao Chunli around, he can easily come back.
But if you move your household registration out, it will be difficult to come back. After all, it's a house named after that dead bastard Shen Jinzhou. To move back in, you'd need that bitch Feng Nian to give permission.
No, we can't move out. The house is a small matter; it's our reputation...
"Oh dear, sister, you still haven't told me what happened between my stepsister and future brother-in-law. It's not like what I'm thinking, that they're lying on the board with their faces all shy and embarrassing, is it?"
"Oh, board."
A reclining board?
Feng Nian chuckled and quickly covered her mouth.
I blame myself for being too unserious.
Cough cough!
As soon as the loudspeaker came on, Feng Zhiguo knew that things couldn't be delayed any longer, and he was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged.
"Feng Nian, that's enough. If you want to change your household registration, then change it. Shut them up. I'll move your mother and siblings to the courtyard. You'll regret it if you dare."
“You’re an orphan. The factory can’t possibly provide you with housing. Just wait to be thrown out of the staff quarters. Don’t come begging to me when you have nowhere to go.”
"Stop pretending. You should have done this earlier. It's a waste of time." Feng Nian scoffed.
She was well aware that she couldn't keep the house; resources were limited, she had just gotten a job as a junior employee, and being single, it was inevitable that the factory would take back the house and give it to families in need.
It doesn't matter; she can rent an apartment until she gets a dormitory room.
There's also her father's job. Once she gets her household registration sorted out and retrieves her father's belongings, she'll talk to the factory about it.
Holding the household registration booklet, which contained only one page, Feng Nian—no, she should now be called Chen Nian—had tears welling up in her eyes.
Dad, did you see that? Niannian is free now, and she no longer has to see that family's faces.
"Comrade Zhou, Comrade Xie, Sister Deng, Brother Jiang, Nannan, and the three chickens, thank you for your help. I'd like to invite you to a state-run restaurant for dinner."
"No rush, no rush. First, get back what's rightfully yours, then go find your mother—oh, I mean, go find that person."
Chen Nian received over 900 yuan in wages from Han Jianming after four years, and generously gave him a 100 yuan red envelope.
Shishi understands the principle of doing things for money.
The adults don't count; she and her daughter share the money. The daughter doesn't want it, so in the end, it all goes into her pocket. She's happy.
Feeling grateful, he said, "Okay, I'll give you another hundred yuan after I get my dad's things back."
Having a generous employer makes making money so easy.
"Charge! Take down the big bad guy!"
"Damn it."
Deng Yuehong and her husband: ......
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
