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Chapter 113 If I were you, I might as well die

"Please wake up! You are the eldest lady of the Fang family. Why do you want to go to a place like that to work and let others yell at you? You don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing!" Rong Yun said excitedly

Yell.

"You just need to wake up!"

Fang Xing also raised his voice, "Open your eyes and see what our family is like now? What is left of us? Do you think your life will become better if you deceive yourself and continue to live in your dream of being a lady?

?cannot!"

"Shut up!" Rong Yun yelled angrily, "We are only temporarily encountering difficulties. Soon, very soon we will be able to return to our previous days!"

"Then just keep dreaming."

Fang Xing saw that Rong Yunru was possessed and felt that she was hopeless, so he simply turned around and walked upstairs.

"Stop!" Rong Yun saw her going upstairs and reached out to grab her, "Go and quit your job at the beauty salon! I won't allow you to stay there any longer and embarrass me!"

"I don't work, will you support me?" Fang Xing looked at her coldly, "If you touch your own pocket now, do you still have money? I'm afraid you can't even pay for our living expenses, right?"

Rong Yun stiffened all over.

Fang Xing shook off her hand and went upstairs without looking back.

Rong Yun stood there, looking down at the employee uniforms that were thrown to the ground, and tightly clasping her hands hanging by her sides.

Fang Zhen's threat still echoed in his ears.

——Either get the letter of understanding, or come in and go to jail with me!

A twisted and angry dark light flashed in Rong Yun's eyes.

It’s all Fang Ti’s fault!

All this is that little bitch's fault!

That little bitch lived the life of a superior rich wife every day, enjoying everyone's adulation, but ruthlessly drove her family to a dead end, leaving them with nothing. Her daughter even became an inferior hair-washing girl!

Why is this? Why!

Since Fang Ti insists on getting things done, she can't even think about living a comfortable life!



In the morning, Yan Zhihuai was just getting ready to go to work when he suddenly received a call from Gu Chen.

"Third brother, Mr. Yu suddenly came to Jingdu. I invited him to come to our hospital for academic exchanges. If you are free today, why not bring your uncle over to have a look. Don't you want to see if my uncle's legs are still alive?

Can it be cured? Mr. Yu is better at this."

Hearing this, Yan Zhihuai pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I'll take him there right now."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhihuai took off the leather shoes he had just changed and turned around to go upstairs to find Tianyou.



Chuxin Hospital.

Dean Chen collected the last stitch of the sock, put the knitting needle aside, picked up the small sock and looked at it carefully, slowly showing a satisfied smile.

She put the last sock on the sofa.

At this time, there are already many pairs of knitted socks and gloves lined up on the sofa. They are so mini and cute.

Dean Chen took a photo of the socks and gloves on the sofa with his mobile phone and sent it to Fang Ti.

Fang Ti was having breakfast when she heard her cell phone ringing. She picked it up and looked at it, and her eyes couldn't help but curl up.

She texted back to Dean Chen, "Wow, it's so beautiful and cute! Dean, did you knit these?"

When Dean Chen saw the message, he raised his lips and replied, "Yes, does Arti like it?"

Fang Ti: "Of course I like it! And the babies will definitely like it too!"

Dean Chen: "As long as you like it, remember to come to the hospital to take it away after school."

Fang Ti: "Okay! Thank you, Dean, I love you, ua!"

This Arti is about to become a mother, and she still acts like a child...

Dean Chen smiled fondly, took out a clean small box from the drawer, folded these little gloves and socks, and stuffed them one by one.

Just as he closed the lid, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. Director Chen thought it was the doctor making rounds and raised his head.

However, what he saw was a middle-aged woman.

"You are..." Dean Chen was stunned and looked hesitantly at Rong Yun who came uninvited.

She felt that the other person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

Rong Yun curled her lips and looked at the luxurious ward in front of her calmly, "I can't imagine that such a luxurious place is actually a hospital ward. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that Fang Ti is really willing to do this.

You spend money."

Dean Chen frowned slightly, "Do you know Ati?"

"Of course." Rong Yun smiled and looked directly at her, "I have raised her for seventeen years, how could I not recognize her?"

"Are you Ati's adoptive mother?"

Dean Chen suddenly realized, and finally remembered that this woman was the woman who came to the orphanage to take Ati away seventeen years ago.

A kind smile appeared on her face, "I'm sorry, my memory is not very good because of illness, so I didn't think of you for a while. But in recent years, Arti often mentioned you to me and said that you had a good impression on her.

How wonderful, and the money for my medical treatment was also generously supported by you. Thank you very much!"

Dean Chen bowed to Rong Yun.

She is sincerely grateful.

Rong Yun raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Really? Fang Ti told you that we paid for your previous medical treatment?"

"That's right."

Rong Yun laughed loudly, "It seems that she has hidden a lot of things from you, Dean Chen."

Dean Chen was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"First, Ti was kicked out of our Fang family three months ago. She is no longer my daughter, and I am naturally no longer her adoptive mother. Has she not told you about this yet?"

"...What?" Dean Chen's expression changed drastically.

"Second, we never paid a penny of the money for your medical treatment. It was all paid by Fang Ti herself. As for how the money came... Hehe, Dean Chen, do you know why Fang Ti got pregnant?

?”

Dean Chen


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