My heart aches a little. How did such a large sum of money end up in the hands of Li Fuyi and Zhou Wenzhu?
"Uncle, can you give me all your money from now on?"
Before Li Laoda could even stop her, Li Yiyi's mind raced, and she blurted out what was on her mind.
My dear daughter, how can I save you?
Covering his face, Boss Li couldn't bear to look at Li Yiyi's silly and cute appearance.
I need money.
Jiang Cheng lowered his head, glancing at Li Yiyi intermittently. She looked somewhat familiar; it turned out he'd met her at the state-run restaurant.
These days, his wealth is no longer something he can hide.
He encountered a child who pretended to be his niece, asking him for money and his inheritance.
He chuckled.
Jiang Cheng found a chipped bowl from somewhere, squatted down, and handed it to Li Yiyi.
"Little beggar, take this to the street!"
Old Li, standing to the side, was stunned. The little beggar was his daughter? His brother-in-law had said it himself.
After sizing him up, Jiang Cheng once again uttered hurtful words.
"But with your chubby figure, no one would believe you if you went begging. It would be better if you lost some weight."
Little chubby boy, it would be better if you lost some weight.
Li Yiyi began to have deep self-doubt.
[Dad, am I really fat?]
[Is Jiang Cheng colorblind? He can't see my pale lips; he still mistook them for red.]
"Dad, I've made up my mind. I'm not acknowledging this uncle anymore."
Swallowing hard, Li Laoda thought Jiang Cheng was extraordinary; no wonder he was his brother-in-law.
His seemingly sickly daughter was described as a chubby little girl by him. Look at these clothes—made by Jiang Yuting herself, so trendy! And look at these shoes—the most expensive pair from the supply and marketing cooperative!
Isn't all of this enough to prove they're not short of money?
Unbelievable! He actually gave his daughter a broken bowl and wanted her to become a beggar.
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