Chapter 192 The Legacy Left to Her
Sang Ruo's heart sank for a moment.
That scoundrel had barely left, and she was still fuming, when Chen Anni suddenly called to urge Huafu to resign. The fire in her heart suddenly burned even brighter.
With a gloomy face, she replied, "You tell her for me that if she keeps pressing me, I'll return the half-repaired vase to her, and I won't refund her the money!"
"Okay." Chen Anni agreed, then tentatively asked, "Did that bitch Liang Yuxin come to bother you? Or did that jerk of a man come again?"
"Don't ever mention that scumbag in front of me again, it's infuriating!"
Sang Ruo was so angry that her chest heaved up and down.
If we keep talking about it, I won't even bother to repair his vase anymore.
"What did he do to you this time? Do you want your sisters to help you get revenge? Tonight, let's put a sack over his head and beat him so badly that even his own mother won't recognize him..."
Sang Ruo was initially very angry, but after hearing her words, all her anger vanished in an instant.
Hearing him laugh, Chen Anni gradually relaxed: "Okay! Whatever happened, don't take it to heart. If you're still angry, I'm seriously considering getting a sack."
"I understand." After calming down a bit, Sang Ruo said lightly, "The matter of the antique vase will probably take another six days or so. Just tell her that."
"good."
Just after I hung up the phone, a patient walked in.
Sang Ruo quickly put down her phone, pushed open the door, and went out to begin preparing for work.
The one you can truly rely on is never a man, but yourself.
Only by working hard can you give yourself a better future.
...
At dusk, there was a wind in the tower.
There weren't many patients at the clinic today, so Sang Ruo went to school early to pick up her child.
She had just arrived at her doorstep when she saw a familiar figure standing in front of the gate.
The moment Sang Ruo saw the other person, her entire demeanor became extremely gloomy.
It was her aunt, Zhang Qingxiu.
"Wow, when did you have a daughter? I've never heard of it."
The noblewoman standing in front of the door slowly walked towards them, a fake smile on her face.
She wore a long white dress, her hair was piled up behind her, and every smile and frown exuded flattery.
But only Sang Ruo knew that her kind aunt was just a superficial person, and what kind of black heart was hidden under that smiling face!
After her grandfather passed away, Zhang Qingxiu took over the small courtyard in Hengyang that her grandfather had left her and has refused to return it to this day.
That was the only asset her grandfather left her, and it was also the place where she grew up, so she had a very deep affection for it.
Zhang Qingxiu approached them and reached out to touch the child's face.
Song Linlin instinctively backed away, not letting her touch her.
"Auntie, please don't touch me."
Sang Ruo's expression suddenly turned cold, and she pulled the child back to block her.
"Oh, Xiaoruo! It's been so long since you and your aunt have seen each other. We haven't run into each other since you went to prison. Why are you being so distant?"
Zhang Qingxiu muttered to herself, a hint of displeasure in her expression.
Sang Ruo's parents died early, and she was raised by her grandfather, so she had a very deep relationship with him.
Grandpa only had two sons, one was her father, and the other was her eldest uncle.
Although my uncle's family is also in the capital, they live in the eastern part of the city year-round, which requires a two-hour drive to travel back and forth. Therefore, they rarely have the opportunity to meet, and their relationship is not very close.
There was another important reason why she didn't want to associate with them: her uncle's family were all two-faced.
They're all polite to you on the surface, but they'll stab you in the back behind your back.
This is the type of person she dislikes the most...
"Where did this child come from? She can't be your and Bo Jinzhou's biological daughter, can she? She doesn't look like her!"
"Auntie, is there something important that you came to see me today?"
Her voice had barely faded when her aunt stammered in response, "It's nothing serious..."
"Since you have nothing else to do, I'll take the child home first. She hasn't had dinner yet, and I need to cook for her."
Sang Ruo walked past her, her expression extremely indifferent.
As she was about to walk inside, a delicate voice came from behind her: "Xiao Ruo."
Sang Ruo's steps were forced to stop. She glanced back at Zhang Qingxiu and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"
“Actually, your uncle and I were planning to move to the courtyard in Hengyang, because it's closer to here, so we can look after each other in the future, right?” Zhang Qingxiu quickly walked towards her, reached out and took her hand: “After all, we're family…”
Zhang Qingxiu gently patted the back of her hand, her expression meaningful.
When talking about the courtyard in Hengyang, Sang Ruo was furious.
Before my grandfather passed away, he hadn't had time to make a will, so basically all of his property was taken by my eldest uncle and aunt.
The Hengyang Courtyard was something my grandfather said he would leave to her on his last breath, but after he passed away, the house was divided up and ended up in my aunt's name.
Over the years, she tried every possible way to get it back, but to no avail.
Because she had no concrete evidence, and the house had already been transferred to her aunt's name.
Now, getting it back is even more difficult, which is why she wanted to cooperate with Bo Jinyan in the first place.
“Xiao Ruo! As you know, your uncle’s business has been declining year by year for the past few years. We’ve sold several properties, but we dared not touch the Hengyang Courtyard. It’s our last property now, so we have no choice but to move in. I hope you can understand…”
Oh.
Sang Ruo curled her lips into a cold smile: "You clearly knew that the house was meant to be left to me by my grandfather before he passed away, but you took advantage of my young age and snatched it away. I just want to ask, haven't you felt any pain all these years?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingxiu's expression changed drastically.
She propped her chin on her hand and replied, "Sang Ruo! If you talk like that, then it's really meaningless. After your grandfather passed away, before you married Bo Jinzhou, you lived with us for a while. We treated you pretty well, didn't we?"
“Your house is essentially our house. We’re all family, so why be so particular about it? Besides, you live in such a big house like Youfenglou, what more could you want? Why are you trying to take this house from us old folks?”
Sang Ruo's aura became extremely terrifying: "Even today, you still don't understand what I care about? Is it really just about the house?"
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