Chapter 112 You're still hiding money!

Mother Wen chimed in, "Your father misses you so much, and your brother talks about you every day at home, saying that he misses his sister."

Wen Ci narrowed his eyes slightly.

In her memory, the one who treated her best in the Wen family was indeed her younger brother Wen Yaozu. Although he had just turned 14 years old, he weighed about 180 pounds.

Wen Yaozu has been spoiled in the Wen family since he was a child. He can eat White Rabbit milk candy, peach cakes, malted milk, nougat and all kinds of snacks at will.

And the original body can't eat any of it.

Yaozu is the only fat boy who does all kinds of bad things in the village. He would secretly share snacks with his sister when his parents are not at home.

But in front of Wen Ci, he is a good and obedient brother.

He was told to go west and not east.

However, the friendship between her and Wen Yaozu had nothing to do with Wen's parents. She put her hands in her pockets and looked at them with sharp eyes:

"Nothing, I'll go back to take a nap."

"Give us some money."

Wen Ci couldn't help laughing out loud.

So he's here to ask me for money?

Suddenly, Wen Ci realized that something was wrong?

How did they know that I had returned to the Beijing Military Region?

"We don't want your money for nothing. When Yaozu gets into college and has a job, we'll give you a red envelope every month."

Wen Ci couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Still in college?

If they continue to spoil him like this, it will be a question whether Yaozu can finish junior high school, and going to college is simply a pipe dream.

"Why, you don't believe my Yaozu can go to college?"

"No." Wen Ci denied.

Yaozu is smart and perceptive, but he doesn't use his intelligence in the right way. Without anyone to guide and teach him, he might end up committing crimes in the future.

Wen Ci suddenly felt conflicted.

She wanted to help Yaozu get on the right path, but she didn't want to have too much contact with the Wen family.

"Why don't you ask your own daughter for money?"

"She was kicked out of the Jiang family, where did she get the money?"

Hearing this, Wen Ci drooped her eyelids slightly, crossed her arms over her chest, and smiled charmingly: "Since she has no money, then why do you think I have money?"

"If you don't pay, believe it or not, we will spread the word that you are not the daughter of the Jiang family at all, you are just a country girl living in the countryside!"

Wen Ci shrugged.

Their words are not threatening at all.

It would not be her face that would be lost, but that of Minister Jiang. She smiled and said, "Publicize it, hurry up and publicize it. The bigger the better~"

At that time, Minister Jiang, who had lost face, would arrest the couple and give them due punishment. This would also allow Wen Yaozu to return to the right path.

"It's better for us to keep a low profile." Mother Wen glanced at the soldiers in the guard room and lowered her voice: "Don't make the dead girl's father angry."

These words instantly calmed down Father Wen, who was in a state of emotional panic.

The dead girl can't be offended too much for the time being.

Wen Ci remembered that Su Guilan once said that she bought a house near the school for Jiang Ye, and he curled his lips and said, "Jiang Ye has his own house in the city."

After saying that, she left and walked towards the staff quarters.

The couple looked at each other and asked, "Do you think what the dead girl said is true or false?"

"Didn't Xiaoye say that the house was registered in the name of Jiang's son?"

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Jiang Ye, who was standing not far from the gate of the Beijing Military Region, was paying close attention to the conversation between the three people. After watching for a long time, he did not see Wen Ci taking out money.

She stamped her feet in anger and cursed inwardly, "You useless piece of shit! You actually left without saying a word."

I thought I could make Wen Ci bleed profusely.

After making sure Wen Ci was far away, Jiang Ye frowned and walked towards the couple, and asked bluntly: "Why didn't you get the money?"

Father Wen looked at Jiang Ye with greed in his eyes. He forcibly pulled Jiang Ye's hand in public, walked into the alley, and said with a smile:

"Dad, I have something to ask you."

A hint of viciousness flashed across Jiang Ye's eyes, but his wrist was held tightly and he couldn't break free at all. After being forcibly pulled into the alley, he narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"What do you want to do?"

Mother Wen comforted her softly, "Don't think too much, my daughter. Your father just wants to ask you something. He won't do anything to you."

Jiang Ye loosened his clenched fist: "Ask."

Hearing this, Father Wen rubbed his hands excitedly, a smile spread across his face, and asked, "Whose name is written on the house in the school?"

He calculated in his mind that the house was located in the center of the capital and near the school, so it could be sold for at least tens of thousands of yuan.

If he sold that house, he would become the first millionaire in the village.

At that time, I will buy all the 28-bar bicycles, TV dramas, sofas and bring them back to the village to let the villagers know who is the truly rich man.

Jiang Ye blinked her eyes. She felt her breath was held in place. She absolutely could not admit that her name was on the house.

"My brother's name."

"You lied to me?" Father Wen narrowed his eyes.

This sentence seemed to destroy his dream. Veins on his forehead were exposed and he asked through gritted teeth: "Whose name is written on that house?"

Jiang Ye was questioned and didn't dare to breathe. He pretended to be relaxed and didn't care at all: "Why would I lie to you? That house has been taken back by the Jiang family now. Otherwise, why would I live in the family compound?"

Father Wen pressed: "Then why did Wen Ci say that the house was yours?"

"Provoking, she is definitely provoking on purpose."

Father Wen looked straight into Jiang Ye's eyes. He didn't believe anyone's words when it came to whether he could become a millionaire. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Can the Housing Authority check who owns the house?"

"Yes, you can go and check it out." Jiang Ye replied.

She couldn't help but feel relieved. The Housing Authority needed the police station's approval to inquire about the household owner, and it was impossible for a private person to find out.

Jiang Ye gritted her teeth and took out a twenty-yuan note from her bag, saying with great sorrow, "This is what my brother gave me. You guys can use it first."

Jiang Chen gave her thirty yuan in total.

She was reluctant to hand over all the money she had, so she thought of using twenty dollars to get them to temporarily give up the idea of ​​robbing the house.

Mother Wen was blinded by the money and snatched the twenty dollars from her hand, questioning suspiciously, "Is this all you have on you?"

"Well, only twenty bucks."

"Not much?"

Jiang Ye shook his head and refused to admit it: "No more."

Father Wen didn't care and reached into Jiang Ye's pocket and took out another ten-dollar bill. He sneered and said, "Are you still hiding money?"

"These ten dollars are all my living expenses."

"Then we don't care. If you run out of money, ask your brother for it. We have to take a bus back to the village in the afternoon."

Father Wen grabbed Jiang Ye's wrist and said, "It's still early. Let's go to the Housing Authority and ask whose name is on the house."

Jiang Ye: “…”

If she, as the homeowner, goes to the Housing Authority, all the householder’s information will be disclosed to her, “I have something else to do, you guys go to the Housing Authority yourself.”

"What can you do for me?"