Chapter 37 I Want to Take Him Home
Mingzhu watched Jiang Zhi fall backwards and had no intention of supporting him.
The back of Jiang Zhi's head hit the concrete floor heavily, making a dull sound.
Mingzhu walked over slowly, bent down, and looked at Jiang Zhi who was in a coma.
The boy's tightly closed eyes were still trembling uncontrollably, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
His lower lip was bleeding from his teeth.
It gave his originally pale lips a bright color.
Is this an illness?
Mingzhu gently poked his cheek with her fingertips.
Soft but very cool.
I poked it again and couldn't let it go.
So beautiful.
Not far away, Lin Huaiyan noticed Mingzhu's movements and walked over quickly.
"Zhuzhu?" He called softly, frowning slightly, "What happened?"
When he got closer, he found that there was a person lying in the shadow by the roadside.
The man was dressed in black and almost blended into the darkness.
If you don't look carefully, you won't even notice that there is another person here.
But when he saw clearly that the person lying on the ground was Jiang Zhihou.
Lin Huaiyan looked puzzled.
Why is he everywhere?
At this moment, the deputy manager following behind him suddenly exclaimed: "Isn't this Jiang Zhi? Why is he lying here?"
He quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and gently patted the boy's face: "Jiang Zhi? Wake up!"
But Jiang Zhi still kept his eyes closed.
"He should be unconscious." Mingzhu stood up and reminded.
Lin Huaiyan subconsciously pulled Mingzhu back.
Then he picked up his phone, and the light from the screen illuminated his slightly gloomy face.
"Should we call an ambulance?"
The deputy manager was about to nod when Mingzhu suddenly said, "No need."
Everyone present was stunned and looked at Mingzhu in confusion.
They thought Jiang Zhi had accidentally bumped into Mingzhu.
Mingzhu planned to let him lie there and fend for himself.
"Carry him into the car." Mingzhu continued, glancing at Lin Huaiyan's car parked nearby.
"Ah?" The deputy manager didn't react for a moment.
Mingzhu's eyes lit up and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "I want to take him home!"
Lin Huaiyan frowned tightly: "Zhuzhu, if someone of unknown origin is sent directly to the hospital..."
But he closed his mouth before he could finish.
No one in this world except Mr. Ming is qualified to refute Mingzhu's decision.
Not even he can do it.
The manager and the deputy manager exchanged glances quickly, and both saw shock on each other's faces.
Could it be that this poor boy has become so successful just like that?
In Beijing, the Sheng family's bankruptcy came unexpectedly.
The court seal was posted on the gate of the Sheng family villa that same day.
Luxury cars, real estate, jewelry, etc. under the names of Sheng’s father and mother.
All registered assets were included in the court's auction list.
Overnight they went from being rich to being penniless.
Now the family of three can only live in an old tube-shaped building in the suburbs.
The one-bedroom, one-living room and one-bathroom apartment is less than 50 square meters, not even as big as a toilet in the original villa.
There are spider webs hanging everywhere in the corners.
The old floor squeaks whenever you step on it, which is very annoying.
But what is most unbearable for the pampered mother Sheng is...
The house has very poor sound insulation and no one has any privacy.
The quarrel between the couple next door, the crying of the children, and even the sound of flushing the toilet can be clearly heard.
Sheng Yuan was very tired today and was sleepy a long time ago, but he still rubbed his sleepy eyes and refused to go to bed.
The little hand tightly grasped the corner of Sheng's mother's clothes and refused to let go.
Six-year-old Sheng Yuan was too young to understand why everything happened overnight.
I came from that big villa with a spiral staircase and a toy room.
Moved into this dirty little house.
"Mom, it's so noisy here... When can we go home? I don't like it here, I want to play Lego..."
Sheng's mother squatted down and clumsily helped her son straighten his wrinkled collar.
"Baby, just bear with it, we'll move out soon."
"But it stinks here..." Sheng Yuan pouted and pointed to the moldy corner, "And the bed is so hard, I can't sleep."
Mother Sheng's eyes were red with heartache, and she hurriedly stuffed Sheng Yuan into the quilt.
"Baby, close your eyes and go to sleep. Mommy will tell you a story, okay? I'll tell you... the story of the Little Prince and the Dragon."
After a long time, Sheng Yuan finally fell asleep.
Mother Sheng's face immediately darkened and she stood in the middle of the living room, looking at Father Sheng.
There was no place to sit in this shabby living room, and it was covered in dust.
She lowered her voice and asked, "Didn't you say that there was no problem with capital turnover?"
Father Sheng slumped on the small, peeling old sofa.
His clothes were wrinkled, his tie was askew, and he looked disheveled.
He heard Mother Sheng's voice and opened his bloodshot eyes.
"Fuck! How the hell did I know it would turn out like this!"
His sudden roar made the conversation next door stop abruptly.
Realizing his loss of composure, Sheng's father grabbed his hair in pain, his voice hoarse.
"All partners withdrew their investments simultaneously... The bank froze my account overnight... I didn't even have time to react..."
In just a moment, everything collapsed, and there was no chance of recovery.
"Did you offend some important person?" Sheng's mother couldn't figure it out and her brows were twisted into a ball.
"Who the hell would I dare to offend?" Father Sheng untied his tie and smiled bitterly. "For so many years, I've been servile to everyone..."
The Sheng family is not well-known in Beijing, so he is always respectful to everyone he meets.
"You're so useless," Sheng's mother lowered her voice to a very low level, not wanting the neighbors to hear them. "Look at what you look like now!"
Father Sheng stood up from the sofa in anger, his face flushed red. "So what do you want me to do? Jump off the building?"
He grabbed the pillows on the sofa and threw them against the wall.
"Be gentle! The child just fell asleep!" Mother Sheng gritted her teeth and said, "Where are your mistresses? Aren't they always rushing to give you money?"
Father Sheng was hit in the sore spot and suddenly lost his temper: "I can't contact you at all..."
After he finished speaking, he fell back onto the sofa dejectedly.
Mother Sheng didn't know what to do, "I want to send Xiao Yuan to his grandmother..."
"Your mother?" Sheng's father's eyes widened. "That snob would still recognize Xiao Yuan as his grandson?"
"That's my biological mother!" Mother Sheng suddenly raised her voice and looked towards the bedroom in a panic, "She...she would at least give Xiao Yuan a bite to eat..."
Father Sheng sneered, "Alright, go ahead. Let's see if your mother opens the door first, or if she calls the security guard to kick you and your son out first."
Mother Sheng couldn't bear it, "What should we do? Are we going to let Xiao Yuan suffer like this with us?"
"You think I don't feel bad?"
After saying this, Mr. Sheng fell directly onto the sofa, not wanting to talk anymore, and closed his eyes to take a nap.
Mother Sheng stared at him intently and asked, "How can you still sleep now?"
Father Sheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, his voice full of fatigue: "What's the point of saying this now... Go to sleep first, and think of a solution tomorrow."
He didn't know what to do next, so he could only take one step at a time.
It's obvious that someone wants to mess with them this time.
There is absolutely no hope for the future of the entire Sheng family.
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