Upon hearing this, Wu Hui coldly replied, "Why do you blame Dad for being biased? Back then, the family fortune was divided into three parts, one for you two brothers and one for the old man to keep for his retirement. If you hadn't been a spendthrift and never home, how could you have squandered that share of the fortune? Our current business is all thanks to the hard work of Bohao and me."
Wang Zhongji muttered under his breath, "Who knows if the old man secretly gave you money?"
"This is absurd. Dad, I have no objection to the matter of recognizing a goddaughter. Once they agree, just let me know, and I'll prepare a gift for my sister as well. I'm going upstairs now."
Wang Aimin nodded, "Xiao Hui, thank you for your support!"
After Wu Hui finished speaking, she got up and went upstairs, and Wang Bohao followed her upstairs.
The two sat on a small sofa in the room and chatted.
"Xiao Hui, how could you agree to Dad recognizing a goddaughter?"
“Bohao, Dad has had a tough time all these years. After learning of Mom and my younger sister’s passing, his hair turned white overnight and his health deteriorated. But in the past year, Dad’s complexion has improved significantly. Isn’t that a good sign?”
Wang Bohao recalled his father's condition over the past year, noting that his health had indeed improved considerably.
"After Mom passed away, your good brother couldn't wait to divide the family property. After that, he couldn't wait to get divorced and then immediately got married. In just a few years, he gambled away all the money from the division of the property. Let me tell you, if you continue to pay off his gambling debts, don't blame me for turning against you."
Wang Bohao moved his lips slightly, "I didn't."
Wu Hui rolled her eyes. "I've known you since elementary school. I can tell when you're lying. If you keep protecting him like this, one day you'll ruin our whole family."
Wang Bohao hugged Wu Hui and said, "Don't worry, I'll be more careful in the future."
Wu Hui broke free from Wang Bohao's embrace. "Now even your father doesn't care about his affairs, so who are you? The eldest brother is like a father? If you continue like this, we'll get a divorce."
This was the first time Wang Bohao had heard Wu Hui mention divorce, and he immediately became anxious.
"I promise I'll never bother with him again."
After Wang Aimin returned to his room, Wang Zhongji and Chen Meng sat on the sofa in the living room.
Chen Mengrou leaned weakly against Wang Zhongji's chest, her voice soft, "Honey, Dad said that rental building is going to be donated. What should we do?"
Wang Zhongji gritted his teeth and cursed, "That old bastard might as well have died with me, then I could get a bigger share. He's willing to spend millions on fortune telling, so what if he spends a little money on me, his son? That old man definitely still has money on him. One day I'll pry it out of him. Don't worry, you definitely won't go hungry."
"Honey, my son and I are counting on you. I love you."
Wang Zhongji was completely smitten when he saw Chen Meng throwing herself into his arms, and the two of them went back to their room in a sticky, affectionate way.
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