Chapter 135 Zhou Mingyuan Scams His Mother
When Master Qian heard that his young apprentice had contracted mountain land to grow medicinal herbs and needed to find experts to guide the villagers in growing them, he introduced her to two experts. That's the benefit of having connections.
With the expert introduced by her master, Lin Yi'an was completely relieved. After Lin Yi'an and Zhou Mingshi returned to the capital, Zhou Jia had already gone abroad.
When Sun Yurong failed to get the money from her son and tried to find her daughter, she discovered that her daughter had already left the country and gone abroad.
She knew her daughter was going abroad, but why didn't she tell her before she left? Why didn't she let them see her off?
At this point, she panicked. Could it be that her daughter had a problem with her?
She frantically dialed Zhou Kanghui's number, and as soon as the call connected, she yelled, "Jiajia went abroad, why didn't you tell me? Let me tell you, Zhou Kanghui, Jiajia isn't just your daughter, she's mine..."
Zhou Kanghui held the phone a little further away: "She never said she wasn't your daughter. Before she went abroad, she often visited your area. I don't believe she didn't tell you about her going abroad. Since you knew and didn't care, it means you don't care about her at all. Why are you making a fuss with me now?"
Sun Yurong retorted, "My granddaughter was just born, and I need to take care of her. Speaking of granddaughter, Mingyuan's child was born. As her grandfather, how can you pretend you don't know?"
Zhou Kanghui: "Didn't Mingyuan say he wouldn't rely on his family? Didn't he say he wouldn't let the children recognize their great-grandparents? They are so ambitious, of course I will support them. They have always felt that their family's wealth will hinder their future. In order not to hold them back, I will resolutely not interfere with them. What if they don't succeed in the future and blame me for giving them too much?"
Sun Yurong said, "You know what kind of person he is. You're his father, how can you argue with him?"
Zhou Kanghui: "I am a democratic father, and I respect any decisions my children make."
Sun Yurong was about to speak again when Zhou Kanghui interrupted her: "We're already divorced. Don't call me all the time. Besides, you've found a younger boyfriend. Aren't you afraid he'll get jealous?"
Sun Yurong was surprised that he knew about it too. She wasn't uncomfortable at all, and said, "Why would he be jealous...?"
Zhou Kanghui scoffed: "He won't get jealous. He only cares about having money. Can your little bit of money fill that pretty boy's stomach? Don't go asking Lao San for money when you're broke. Lao San listens to his wife and isn't someone you can easily talk to."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Sun Yurong frowned. These past few days, she had been asking Mingyuan for money, but he had become increasingly impatient, telling her to be frugal and that he didn't have much money left. She didn't believe him.
She had done the math for Mingyuan. His villa sold for over 200 million, and he still had some money. Even if He Xishan's father had swindled him out of over 100 million, he should still have at least 100 million left. That's why she asked him how much money he wanted. At most, 10 million. There's no way he didn't have money.
Zhou Mingyuan was indeed out of money. He frowned and called his partner, who had invested in the restaurant with him, to ask, "Will we get our dividends this month?"
The partner looked troubled: "Our restaurant has been operating at a loss and is not profitable yet."
Zhou Mingyuan: "What about the clubhouse?"
The partner said, "Business at the club isn't good either. Our investment is small, and many of our projects are quite rough. People in the industry come twice and then look down on us. They all prefer to go to Qingyueting, which is owned by Ji Jingfeng. Ji Jingfeng is your second brother's childhood friend. Your second brother and other big shots like to go there. Actually, you have the Zhou family's backing and connections..."
Zhou Mingyuan's face darkened: "If you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability. What are you talking about connections and background?"
"If you were capable, you wouldn't have partnered with me." The partner was also annoyed. He was telling the truth. He had never agreed to open a club in the first place. The club that was invested with that little money was not enough to stand out in the capital. Moreover, his target customers were the upper class. Now he was blaming him for not being capable.
Zhou Mingyuan slammed his phone down with a loud bang, startling his sleeping child.
He Xishan: "Keep your voice down, you're scaring Huihui."
Zhou Mingyuan loosened his tie, plopped down on the bed, looked at his wife, and asked awkwardly, "Do you still have money in your account?"
He Xishan shook her head: "Didn't I give you the card last time?"
Zhou Mingyuan lowered his head: "The club and restaurant have been operating at a loss, and all my money is in them."
He Xishan stood up: "Then what can we do? Not to mention us, even Huihui costs a lot of money every month..."
Zhou Mingyuan held her hand: "Don't worry, I will definitely give our daughter the best."
He Xishan nodded: "I believe you."
Zhou Mingyuan smirked: "You guys rest, I'm going out for a bit."
He Xishan: "Okay."
Zhou Mingyuan walked out of the door absentmindedly. The living room was quiet, and he didn't know where his mother was.
He sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, drank it in big gulps, rubbed his temples, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the vase on the cabinet. He hesitated for a moment, but still got up and walked over.
He pursed his lips tightly. He was only borrowing them for a short time, and he would definitely redeem them once he earned the money.
He carefully picked up the vase; he remembered his mother saying it was an antique from the Qing Dynasty. He then looked at the other decorative items; these were his mother's collection over the years, all antiques. There weren't many, but if they could be sold, it should solve their current predicament...
When Sun Yurong returned home from her date with her boyfriend, she was devastated: "Where are my vases? Where are my collection of porcelain plates?"
He Xishan came out carrying the child: "Keep your voice down, you're waking Huihui up."
Sun Yurong stepped forward and grabbed her: "You've been home the whole time, you must know where my antiques went. Tell me, did your swindler parents come to cheat you again?"
He Xishan said unhappily, "If I could contact my parents, I would have made them pay back the money long ago. Why would I have waited until now? Besides, I was sleeping in the house the whole time. I didn't hear any noise. There are security cameras in the house. Why don't you check the footage?"
At this point, she suddenly paused, realizing she wasn't a heavy sleeper. If her house had really been burgled, she couldn't possibly not know. Mingyuan said he would find a way... Could it be...?
Since she wouldn't admit it, Sun Yurong had no choice but to check the surveillance footage.
When she saw her good son calmly carrying her antiques out of the house, she couldn't help but scream. She immediately dialed Zhou Mingyuan's number, but Zhou Mingyuan naturally wouldn't answer her call.
Sun Yurong was going crazy. She had actually raised a traitor in her own home. She went to find He Xishan again and said viciously, "Was it you? Did you instigate him?"
Even if He Xishan had her suspicions, she could only pretend not to know: "What are you talking about?"
Sun Yurong tried to scratch her, saying, "It's all your fault, you little devil..."
The child in He Xishan's arms suddenly burst into tears. She quickly said, "She's your granddaughter. You wouldn't even spare the child, would you?"
Sun Yurong's face turned ashen. Looking at her granddaughter in front of her, she took a deep breath and slammed the door shut as she left.
She dialed Zhou Kanghui's number again.
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