Chen Yaoming frowned deeply and pulled a bankbook from his pocket, slamming it on the table.
"Of course your dad went to make money! I made two thousand in a week!"
Zhao Lianwei looked at him in surprise, "You sold your kidney?"
Chen Xiaowei's face darkened, and he glared fiercely at Zhao Lianwei.
"Can't you speak properly? What do you mean by 'selling a kidney'? Do I need to sell a kidney?"
Chen Xiaowei snorted coldly. Chen Yaoming opened the garment and saw that there was 2,000 yuan deposited inside.
Chen Yaoming said happily, "Dad, I want to buy a bicycle! I want to buy clothes! I want to buy shoes!"
"Jiayi has been found by her biological father. Do you know who her biological father is?"
Zhao Lianwei and Chen Yaoming shook their heads together.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Lianwei quickly snatched it and examined it closely.
Zhao Lianwei is illiterate, but she can read the numbers in her bank account.
Seeing that their savings account, which had always held only a few hundred yuan, had now grown to several thousand yuan, Zhao Lianwei was incredulous.
"Dad, what have you been doing? How did you make so much money?"
Chen Xiaowei beamed with joy, "I'll buy you clothes and shoes! Forget about the bicycle, it's too expensive."
Chen Yaoming pursed his lips, "Okay, Dad, how exactly did you make so much money?"
Seeing the mother and son looking at him curiously, Chen Xiaowei curled his lips, somewhat smugly.
"Chen Jiayi has found her biological parents! Do you know who her biological parents are?"
Seeing that Chen Xiaowei was keeping them hanging, Zhao Lianwei said impatiently, "Hurry up and tell us, why are you keeping us wondering?"
Chen Xiaowei snorted, "Her biological parents are actually the richest people in Haicheng!"
"What?"
Zhao Lianwei and Chen Yaoming both exclaimed in shock!
Chen Yaoming complained, "Dad, since her biological parents are the richest people in Haicheng, why are you only getting two thousand yuan? We've raised Chen Jiayi for so many years, we should at least give her 20,000 yuan!"
Chen Xiaowei was taken aback. Oh right! Why didn't he ask for 20,000? Maybe they would have given him 10,000.
Zhao Lianwei also felt she had lost out.
"Yes! Honey, how come it's only two thousand yuan?"
A hint of guilt flashed in Chen Xiaowei's eyes, and he coughed.
"What are you afraid of? This is just the beginning. Willn't Chen Jiayi be filial to us in the future?"
…
Sunlight streamed through the curtains and onto the bed, and Chen Jiayi woke up groggily.
She opened her eyes, then closed them again.
Suddenly remembering that she wasn't at home, she snapped back to reality.
Chen Jiayi got up to wash up in the bathroom, then went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
Wang Shuting gets up on time every morning to make breakfast. She was surprised to see that Chen Jiayi got up even earlier than her and called out to Chen Jiayi.
"Miss, what are you doing?"
Wang Shuting walked in wearing an apron and found that Chen Jiayi had already prepared breakfast.
"Good heavens! Miss, why are you making breakfast yourself? I can do this!"
Chen Jiayi smiled shyly, "Aunt Wang, I'm used to getting up early to make breakfast."
She used to get up even earlier when she lived in the Ding family home.
She picked up the lid and glanced at the steaming buns; wisps of steam rose out, carrying a fragrant aroma.
Chen Jiayi: "Aunt Wang, can you check if this bun is cooked?"
Wang Shuting quickly exclaimed, "Miss, let me do it! You should go and rest."
Chen Jiayi was pushed aside by Wang Shuting, and she blinked.
"Aunt Wang, please don't call me Miss anymore. Just call me Jiayi."
Chen Qiming usually wakes up very early in the morning. When he went downstairs, he saw Chen Jiayi and Wang Shuting arguing in the kitchen.
Chen Qiming walked curiously into the kitchen. Chen Jiayi heard the noise and subconsciously turned around to look.
Upon seeing Chen Qiming appear, she said somewhat awkwardly, "Dad, good morning."
Chen Qiming chuckled and said, "Jiayi, make yourself at home. We have Aunt Wang here, so you won't have to get up early to make breakfast anymore."
Chen Qiming felt a pang of heartache, a heartache that throbbed with pain!
His precious daughter should be pampered and cherished by him from a young age, not married into someone else's family and used to being a maid!
Chen Jiayi nodded. "Okay."
Chen Qiming walked to the sofa and sat down, patting the seat next to him.
"Jiayi, come and sit down."
His eyes held a smile, and Chen Jiayi took a deep breath to relax.
Chen Qiming took out a gift box. "Those gifts from yesterday were all from your mother. I noticed you didn't open many. Don't you like them?"
Chen Jiayi was taken aback and looked down at the gift in her hand.
She quickly shook her head and explained, "No! I like it very much, it's just..."
She felt that before the paternity test results came out, she had already accepted too much from the Chen family. What would happen next?
Chen Qiming pushed up his glasses. "After breakfast, you'll come with me to a place."
He didn't say what he was going to do, and Chen Jiayi didn't ask either; she just nodded obediently.
Lan Meixuan also has the habit of getting up early in the morning. When she went downstairs, she smelled a fragrant aroma and couldn't help but ask.
"Aunt Wang, did you steam some buns today? They smell so good!"
Wang Shuting poked her head out from the kitchen. "Madam, these are steamed buns made by Miss."
Lan Meixuan was stunned for a moment, then felt a pang of heartache.
"Jiayi, why are you up so early? Are you not used to sleeping in? Mom will take you to buy a house later, how about that?"
Although Lan Meixuan wants to live with her daughter, she also needs to consider whether her daughter can adapt to living with them.
Chen Jiayi gave a blank "Ah".
She just habitually gets up to make breakfast; she used to make it for the Ding family, but later she made it for herself.
Now that she's in the Chen family, she subconsciously tries to act more like other people.
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
