Moreover, Lu Qinghua was unkempt, with messy hair and an oily face. She was slovenly, and despite being a nurse, she didn't care about her appearance at all. Lu Qinghua wasn't this slovenly when she was young, which shows that she was having a very difficult time.
Lu Qingquan on the bed was forgotten by everyone, and all attention was turned to Lu Qinghua. This was the first time in many years that everyone had gathered together. It was also the first time Lu Qinghua had returned to the compound. The old man was even more surprised. Even if he didn't like this granddaughter, he still hoped that she would live a good life.
"Let's talk outside!" The old man said sternly, giving Lu Jiangang a deep look, his disappointment in him deepening.
He used to think that his second son was of good character and that it was He Hongxia's fault. Now it has been proven that the two of them were in cahoots and birds of a feather. No wonder they raised a son like Lu Qingquan and their daughter was not well-mannered either.
Everyone had left, and Lu Qingquan lay alone on the bed, all alone.
The intense pain kept him perfectly lucid, and his eyes grew even colder. He felt no gratitude whatsoever for his family's financial and physical contributions, because they owed him this, and he was simply repaying a debt.
If the old man had been willing to intercede for him when he committed the crime, he certainly wouldn't have been fired from his job, and his promising future wouldn't have been ruined. Ye Lan's death was truly unintentional; he never imagined she would die.
Even a night of intimacy can bring a hundred days of kindness; he truly loved Lan'er.
But Ye Lan has changed; she's no longer the Lan'er he loved, and she even schemes against him.
Knowing full well that what he hated most was being schemed against and threatened, Ye Lan drugged him and used the child to blackmail him, each of which violated his greatest taboos. However, out of consideration for their past relationship, he never thought of harming Ye Lan.
Ye Lan herself was ungrateful and came to our house to cause trouble, which resulted in her own demise and made him a wanted criminal. Her grandfather was also a scoundrel; the police had stopped investigating the matter, but the old man actually brought the police to their door, causing him to become a prisoner.
Thinking of the inhuman torture he suffered in the rubber plantation and prison over the years, Lu Qingquan's eyes became even more piercing. He even suspected that his cancer was caused by the inhuman abuse he had endured during those years.
Everyone owes him something. Don't expect him to be grateful by pretending to give you some money now. Once he recovers, he will definitely take his revenge!
Especially that bitch Ye Qingqing, just you wait and see!
The old man outside asked Lu Jiangang directly, "What's going on at Tsinghua?"
"What could possibly be wrong with her? She's always had this temper since she was little." Lu Jiangang was a little impatient; he had plans for the evening.
The old man was furious. He grabbed a teacup and smashed it at Lu Jiangang's feet. The teacup shattered and spilled tea onto Lu Jiangang's trousers. Startled, Lu Jiangang said angrily, "What are you doing? What did I do?"
"Look at your current state! You're not acting like a father at all. You refuse to pay for your son's medical treatment and don't care about your daughter's well-being. Do you even have a heart?" The old man was extremely disappointed in his second son. It was one thing for him to be mediocre, but his character was seriously flawed.
How can such a scumbag be his biological son?
The old man wished he could shoot Lu Jiangang dead. He was an incompetent husband and an even more irresponsible father. He was selfish, cold-blooded, and ruthless. He had no ability whatsoever, but he was full of wicked schemes. He conspired with Lu Qingquan to scheme for Qing's property. He was a real piece of trash.
Lu Jiangang was getting even more impatient. He was already in his fifties or sixties, and the old man was still scolding him like he was when he was a child, not caring about his dignity at all. Humph, he had never been valued since he was a child. If the eldest brother hadn't died young, he might still be an insignificant sandwich filling, and he wouldn't have any trouble getting anything done.
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