Chapter 12 Stepfather's mistress
Down payment? ? ! !
Didn't the Jiang family always pay the full amount for the villas?
Du Ziteng's heart skipped a beat.
He had always wanted to ask Jiang Yan a question, but he felt it was inappropriate.
Now seeing that she actually drove a second-hand truck and sold her villa of several hundred square meters in a hurry to replace it with a top floor that most people would rarely buy, he could no longer suppress his doubts.
He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and spoke:
"Sister Yan, you are in such a hurry to sell the villa and change the car. Are you in trouble? Is there anything I can help you with? Although my financial resources cannot compare with yours, I have saved a little money in the past few years. If you need it, just tell me." Du Ziteng stopped talking halfway. Seeing Jiang Yan looking at him with a smile, he couldn't help but stumble:
"Yan, Sister Yan, what's wrong? I didn't mean to say this. When my father had cancer, President Jiang and President Li organized the whole company to donate money to my family. They also helped pay a lot of medical expenses. Although my father died in the end, I will never forget the great kindness of the Jiang family to our family."
What he didn't say was that his agency actually benefited a lot from Jiang's mother.
After all, when Jiang's mother handled those properties before, the business was handed over to his company, which was also the first pot of gold he resigned from his job to start a business.
Now Jiang Yan's situation is not like those in TV dramas, where the assets of rich daughters are frozen or something.
Seeing his serious and simple look, Jiang Yan said, "Du Ziteng, do you believe me?"
Du Ziteng nodded without thinking, "Of course!"
"An expert told me that the end of the world will come in three months, so I will only tell you one person. Take advantage of these two months to stock up as much rice, flour, grain and oil as possible at home, and buy some regular medicines. That's all I can tell you."
In fact, Jiang Yan felt that he would not believe such words.
Before she was reborn, she had also heard about the Mayan prophecy that the end of the world would come in a certain year.
In a blink of an eye, those years had already passed by ten or eight years.
Sure enough, Du Ziteng whispered "ah" after hearing this, and looked at Jiang Yan with incredible eyes, and even a little bit of sympathy:
Miss Jiang is a little pitiful.
It must be the death of President Li, which was too much of a blow to her and made her mentally ill.
Alas, it is true that no matter whether it is rich or poor, every family has its own problems!
But he is a man who thinks quickly. Although he sighed in his heart, he quickly resolved the awkward and serious topic:
"Ah, Sister Yan, are you going to stock up again? To be honest, I still have a lot of ibuprofen left from the mask stockpiling time, and there is still a lot of salt from the previous stockpiling. My wife teased me yesterday and asked when my salt-baked ibuprofen would be ready. Hahaha."
Du Ziteng deliberately avoided the topic of "the end of the world will come in three months. "
Because in his opinion, it is a bit far-fetched to say that the end of the world is coming now that the sun is shining and the breeze is warm, but he doesn't have the heart to rub salt into Jiang Yan's wounds.
Listening to his cold joke, Jiang Yan didn't laugh, but instead put away her smile and looked at him earnestly and said:
"Old Du, this time, listen to me."
Some things are useless to talk about.
Seeing her extremely serious look, Du Ziteng scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Sister Yan, I will listen to you. I will ask my wife to buy some when I go back. Anyway, rice, flour, grain, oil and those common medicines will have to be bought sooner or later."
Jiang Yan said "yes" and said nothing else.
Building A arrived soon.
The five houses in Repulse Bay are arranged in a pyramid shape, and the innermost Building A is located at the tip of the pyramid.
At this moment, a moving company truck was parked at the door of the unit, and workers in blue work clothes were busy moving leather sofas down.
Not far away, a beautiful young woman in black clothes, holding a little boy of seven or eight years old in her hand, was standing aside and directing.
The young woman's eyes were red, and a black mourning veil was worn on her right arm and the boy's left arm.
Jiang Yan subconsciously glanced at the young woman's face, and a surge of anger rose in her heart.
The beautiful young woman was Zhang Qiqi.
The mistress of the vicious stepfather Song Deming who had been hiding in the dark.
If Song Deming had not taken her and her son to the villa halfway up the mountain after the end of the world in her previous life, she would have been kept in the dark until her death, just like her mother.
However, in her previous life, Zhang Qiqi had been living in the villa rented by Song Deming for her.
For some reason, she has now moved to this ordinary community.
It is really a case of searching for something without any effort!
When Jiang Yan thought of her mother who was buried in the sea and had no complete body, and herself who suffered tragic treatment in her previous life, her heart was blocked, as if her beloved was being gnawed by tens of thousands of ants.
She just wanted to go forward and kill this shameless evil woman with a knife.
But now, of course, there is no condition like killing Song Deming and Zhang Kai.
In a society ruled by law, be patient for a while.
She bit her back teeth, squeezed her fingers hard, and took a few deep breaths secretly, and temporarily suppressed the urge for revenge in her heart.
Since they are in the same building, she doesn't need to go to the door.
Be patient for a while, wait until the end of the world comes, and then slowly deal with her.
In addition, a strange thought came to her mind:
Could it be that because of her rebirth and Song Deming's death, Zhang Qiqi's life trajectory has also changed?
The so-called wheel of fate has been pushed.
If you think so, will the time of the disaster also be affected?
It seems that all her preparations must be completed as early as possible.
"Hey! Be careful, that sofa is made of imported calfskin, tens of thousands of dollars each! You can't afford to pay if it is damaged!!" As soon as Zhang Qiqi opened her mouth, her true personality was exposed instantly.
Du Ziteng glanced at her, and while pressing the elevator, he spoke up for the moving company and said, "I despise this kind of people the most, and I don't know where their sense of superiority comes from."
Jiang Yan looked solemn and didn't speak.
Her hat and mask covered her face tightly.
Zhang Qiqi naturally couldn't recognize her.
Of course, she was not afraid that she would recognize her.
Zhang Qiqi quickly took the movers into the freight elevator.
Jiang Yan followed and took a look, and also took a look at the walking stairs.
After the natural disaster, the water and electricity were cut off, and the elevator was naturally useless. Everyone had to climb the stairs.
Although she was prepared to stay in the room until she could no longer hide, she still needed to think of a backup plan.
The walking stairs were right next to the freight elevator. The light was a little dim, and there were some cigarette butts and garbage scattered in the corners. A faint smell of urine could be smelled.
Jiang Yan frowned and quickly turned back.
On the other side, the freight elevator slowly stopped on the 7th floor.
"Sister Yan, what's wrong?" Du Ziteng was stunned when he saw her suddenly go to the freight elevator.
(End of this chapter)
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