Chapter 15 The Evil Daughter Who Was Driven Away
"Give your old lady a separate ward, a bigger one. I need to set up the formation. You wait outside." Master Kong Ling gave direct instructions.
This private hospital gave the Luo family some face, and the old lady was soon transferred to a single room.
The Immortal Kong Ling danced his hands swiftly, and rays of mysterious light emanated from his fingertips, dancing in the air. As he moved, a complex and exquisite formation gradually took shape, emitting a powerful and heart-pounding aura.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaojia clutched her phone tightly, a solemn and ancient video playing on the screen. She stared intently at the screen, muttering to herself, her clear and melodious voice echoing through the air. The scripture seemed to possess some kind of magical power, each word imbued with endless power and wisdom.
Master Kong Ling also meditated and chanted scriptures with Zhang Xiaojia to pray for blessings.
In the outer room, Father Liu stared at the finished video on the screen with a sullen expression. His chest heaved violently, and he breathed heavily. Veins bulged in his forehead, a raging rage burning within. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped his son hard in the face.
"Pa!" The crisp and loud sound of the slap echoed throughout the room, making people tremble in their hearts. The beaten son staggered a few steps, covering his face and looking at his father in astonishment.
Father Liu stared at his son with a hawk-like gaze, his voice low but stern: "You bastard! No matter what kind of person Zhang Xiaojia is, since she said your grandmother would be in danger in ten minutes, based on that fact alone, you should have run to see your grandmother immediately! But what about you? You are on the third floor, only a few steps away from the second floor, and you actually refused to walk that short distance, not even willing to go downstairs to take a look! Do you still have any conscience?"
After saying this, Father Liu's anger still lingered. He turned his head and cast a cold gaze at the Luo family members beside him. At this moment, he was like a volcano about to erupt, emitting a chilling aura.
"You Luo family! Don't think I don't know what you are planning. Don't use my son as a knife. You don't go looking for trouble with Zhang Xiaojia, but let my son rush to the front to be your pioneer. It's amazing that you can think of this! Humph!" Father Liu's words were like ice, and every word revealed a deep chill and dissatisfaction.
Luo Tingting wanted to speak, but was stopped by Luo Tingyuan.
Luo Tingyuan asked softly, "Ningning, let me ask you first, were you the one who framed you for having wine splashed on you and having your clothes cut?"
Luo Ningning looked pitiful as she covered her mouth and shook her head desperately.
"Answer me." Luo Tingyuan said sternly.
Luo Tingshen said without question, "Brother, what are you crazy about? Suspecting Ningning? Ningning is such a good boy, she would never do such a thing."
"Are you saying Master Kong Ling is lying? Believe it or not, if you tell them, they'll leave immediately and won't care about grandma's life or death! Do you really think Zhang Xiaojia is a sucker? His family is a thousand times better than yours."
No one here is a moron with low IQ. When this kind of simple and ridiculous method is exposed, it becomes even more obvious how stupid the person who uses it is.
Luo Ningning buried her head in Luo Ting's arms, crying breathlessly, her voice choked with sobs: "It's my fault. I took my sister's place. I was afraid that you would not want me, so I framed her. Later, she poured wine on me nine times in a row, so I decided to cut my clothes to fight back against her."
Seeing this, Luo Tingyuan quickly patted her on the back, his heart aching and his pity doubling: "Ningning, be good, didn't I tell you? Even if she comes back, you are still our sister. She can't take your place. She is too stingy. I know you didn't cut your clothes on purpose to frame her. She just went too far."
Luo Ningning cried silently, buried her head in Luo Tingyuan's shoulder, her body trembling slightly. She didn't say anything, but silence was better than words at this moment.
Luo Tingyuan stood aside, watching the scene before him coldly—his parents and two younger brothers gathered around Luo Ningning, their faces filled with distress. Their concerned gazes and anxious expressions made it seem as if Luo Ningning was the apple of their eye. Seeing this, Luo Tingyuan's heart couldn't help but chill to the bone.
He really couldn't understand why these relatives who were related to him by blood had such a lack of moral values!
Zhang Xiaojia is obviously their biological daughter and biological sister, but they gave all their love to that unrelated outsider.
Luo Tingyuan turned to look at his uncle beside him. The two exchanged glances and instantly understood what each other was thinking.
Luo Tingyuan whispered, "I will submit my resignation report tomorrow and leave the Luo Group directly. I can't live with people like you who have no moral values. From now on, you can do whatever you want. I really don't want to offend Zhang Xiaojia with you. I want to live. I didn't agree to raise Luo Ningning as twins with Jiajia. She's not my biological sister in the first place."
After hearing what his eldest son Luo Tingyuan said, Luo Jiahao was completely stunned. His face was filled with disbelief. He stared at him straight, his voice unconsciously rising: "Boss, what on earth are you talking about?"
Luo Tingyuan took a deep breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. A smile of relief appeared on his face, and he continued, "That's literally what it means. Father, you should know that the 12% of Luo's shares that Grandpa left me before he died are now in my hands. Let's just settle this here today. Second and third sons, who of you wants to buy these shares? If no one wants to buy them, then I'll just sell them to someone else!"
At this moment, Luo Tingyuan seemed to have completely let go of the burden in his heart, and his tone became particularly relaxed.
Seeing this, Father Liu stepped forward without hesitation and said, "Since that's the case, I also hold 3% of Luo's shares. You can take them! To be honest, I really don't want to offend those who practice metaphysics. Besides, I have decided to sell the Liu Group as soon as possible. Zhang Xiaojia said before that she is willing to help as long as the price is right. So tomorrow I plan to go to Zhang Xiaojia in person to discuss this matter. Also, I will live with me, and as for your alimony, I won't take a penny. But I have one small request: please stay away from my son!"
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Zhang Xiaojia recited scriptures all night. When it was dawn, Kong Ling Zhenren roared loudly, and then golden light flashed from the old lady's body.
"Little idiot, go to bed, it's done."
"Gourd~"
"I'll leave it to Third Uncle-Master. And you can still call me Uncle-Master, you little idiot."
Zhang Xiaojia fell asleep immediately.
Zhang Xiaojia was pulled out of her sleep by the noise. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and got out of bed with an unhappy look on her face. When she opened the door, she saw a table in her yard, filled with sumptuous food and emitting an enticing aroma.
Zhang Xiaomi ran over to her with a smile and said, "Sister Jiajia, go wash up and get ready for dinner!" Zhang Xiaofang beside her nodded and agreed, "Yes, yes, you have to go to the mountains with us after dinner!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion: "I didn't agree to go with you yesterday. Also, how did you get in?"
Zhang Xiaoai quickly explained, "It was Third Uncle-General who gave us permission. He said we could come into the yard and play."
Zhang Xiaojia looked around and found that there were only the four little guys in front of him, so he asked again: "Are you four the only ones here today? Where are the others?"
Zhang Xiaomi rushed to answer: "They were taken away by Brother Xiaoqi to do their homework and have no time to come. Sister Jiajia, please go with us, okay?" As she said that, she pulled up the corner of Zhang Xiaojia's clothes and shook it.
Zhang Xiaofang went on to say: "Sister Jiajia, actually you don't need to do too much. Just use your heavenly thunder to strike the peach tree, and then you can get lightning-struck wood, and then we will have our own magic weapon!" After that, several little guys looked at Zhang Xiaojia expectantly, with excitement flashing in their eyes.
"No way."
The rain poured directly on her, hitting her alone?
Zhang Xiaojia was puzzled. Why? She had done nothing wrong.
Tiandao father, why did you punish her so early in the morning?
Zhang Xiaojia inadvertently caught a glimpse of a group of little kids nearby who were respectfully burning incense to their ancestors.
The sight of the fragrance made her speechless.
The incense in the incense burner turned out to be the extremely rare and precious Hainan agarwood! It is considered the best incense in the world, unmatched by anyone.
What's more, he ordered three sticks at once!
You know, this kind of Hainan agarwood is ridiculously expensive. Just three pieces would cost her the little money she could save by not eating or drinking for three whole months!
Look at those pious little guys who don't care about money at all.
They are bribes!!!
After changing her clothes and washing up, Zhang Xiaojia went straight to the dinner table and started eating. There was nothing she could do. She couldn't afford to offend these rich brats, and as a poor girl, she couldn't afford to bribe the ancestors.
After eating, she was taken to the back mountain by the four little guys. The four little guys followed her with a fire extinguisher, for fear that lightning would cause a forest fire.
The road to the back of the mountain is paved with bluestone steps. On both sides of the road, there are jujube trees on the left and peach trees on the right.
Many trees are hundreds of years old.
A few kids found a three-hundred-year-old peach tree.
"Sister Jiajia, please call upon the thunder to strike this tree."
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the little ghosts, especially the one named Zhang Xiaomi, with envy. Look, this guy is definitely the biological son of God.
Is Tiandao using her money to subsidize his own son?
Along the way, he either picked up gold or treasures.
They both have two eyes, one nose, one mouth and the same ancestor. She is a poor girl, but he can pick up gold while walking.
Tiandao's father is partial.
Zhang Xiaojia was muttering to herself.
Suddenly there was a loud thunder outside.
Zhang Xiaojia had a blank expression on his face. He did it but didn't allow anyone to talk about it. He was a dictator and a tyrant.
Zhang Xiaojia was soaked to the bone.
Zhang Xiaojia stood under the tree with an expressionless face, watching the thunder roar. Soon, half of the tree was split into pieces of lightning-struck wood.
"Xiao Ai, you are so smart. Now you have the magic weapon Thunder Strike Wood."
"Xiaomi, I'll take a share of the money you found today. I'm going to buy some Lego toys."
"I want one too. I want to buy skins."
"I want to buy a figure."
"Sister Jiajia, thank you. That's enough. You can go back first!"
Just send her away like that?
They can have a share, but what about her?
Won't you give her any?
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