Chapter 208

Dad Ji looked at the screen with a complicated expression: "The 13,000 is saved by the child's hard work, and we have to pay it back."

"I want you to pay it back." Aunt Ji put aside her guilt.

Dad Ji heard the unashamed attitude in the words: "I didn't say that I wanted you to pay it back, but if you hadn't rummaged through the child's suitcase, he wouldn't have been able to move out alone."

"I just rummaged and didn't steal it." Aunt Ji put on a stance that she couldn't get in. "If I knew he had no money, I would definitely not have rummaged."

But what she didn't expect was that this time Dad Ji drove her out of the house directly, and didn't even leave her the money for Zhang's ticket back to his hometown.

In the cold wind, Aunt Ji knocked on the door for a long time and no one opened the door. She was so cold that her neck shrank in her jacket. She counted the loose money in the bag, and turned around and walked towards the station with a bag of broken flowers.

Just as she was walking to the side of the road, a truck suddenly stopped on the road, and the workers opened the door to start unloading, carefully handling boxes one by one.

Aunt Ji thought about what kind of goods are so precious, and stopped curiously. Suddenly, a box accidentally fell on the ground, revealing that it was ginseng with full roots.

Aunt Ji has never read any books and understands that it is a good baby. If she goes back to make up for her man, she may have a son.

Unexpectedly, the worker picked up the box and left. She looked at the uninhabited road, her bright eyes quickly rolled around, and she felt greedy for cheap. She took a box from the cargo compartment and hid it in her arms.

But before Aunt Ji took a few steps, her hand was pinched by the worker who stepped out of the driver's seat, and a scolding sounded in her ear: "Steal something!"

"I didn't steal." Aunt Ji is skilled at fishing in troubled waters. "I saw a box fall on the ground to help you pick it up. What evidence is there to prove that I stole?"

There were only two people present, so her words were particularly assertive, plus she was used to being domineering in Ji's family, which meant she was quite assertive.

But Aunt Ji never thought that the worker would take out a surveillance camera from the top of the cargo compartment: "Leave it to the police station."

Aunt Ji's face turned pale with fright, and regretted her greed. She had never been to the police station in her life, and if she did, she would definitely be divorced.

*

A Pei reported to Yan Xueyiao over the phone, "Aunt Ji has entered the detention center, will it be bad?"

After all, Aunt Ji was also Shen Chi's aunt. He thought it would be a threat at most, but he never thought of sending him directly to the detention center.

Yan Xueyiao said lightly, "Save her trouble."

A Pei clenched the phone and respectfully said yes, and vaguely heard Yan Xueyiao telling a story to coax the boy to sleep, with a completely different tone, unbelievably gentle.

On the other hand, Mrs. Shen's banquet continued.

Although there was a problem with the company's cash flow, Mrs. Shen did not give up dressing up. She wore a dark couture dress and enjoyed being the focus of the banquet.

When she was done with the trouble, she continued to lead Ji Shu. For Mrs. Shen, the child was another decoration on her body, and she was complimenting her child for teaching well.

She led the obedient Ji Shu to Mrs. Lin for a relationship: "This is my son Xiao Shu, who is still an alumnus with Sinian."

Mrs. Lin just smiled meaningfully: "Not a serious alumni."

Mrs. Shen choked up, and Ji Shu, who was beside him, became extremely embarrassed, which reminded him of the comments on the Internet. Everyone was saying that he was not as good as Shen Chi, and even Mrs. Lin, who had never seen it before, was giving hints. .

He finally had the courage to raise his head, and the whispers of the people around him could be heard clearly.

"What assistant forgot to give, she didn't give it at all."

"I feel distressed when I read that child's record. I save money every month and pay back the money. Fortunately, I hope to get admitted to Yanda University. She praises her son who can go to school all day long. It's better to send him to study abroad after the college entrance examination."

"It's hard for her to pretend that nothing has happened. She probably regrets her death."

Ji Shu timidly lowered his head and shrank himself in the shadows.

Mrs. Shen also heard it. She suppressed her doubts and opened her phone by making up her makeup, and found that Shen Chi had actually posted a Weibo.

The Shen Chi in her memory would not contradict her, and even if she was thrown at the train station, she was taciturn. Such a merciless Shen Chi was suddenly unfamiliar.

With Mrs. Lin as the first guest, the guests left one after another. Mrs. Shen understood that she was excluded from the upper circle.

She said to Ji Shu: "One day we won't flatter anyone."

As soon as the news of the construction of a new district in Beigang comes out, the land they are hoarding will be hot, and there will be many people seeking cooperation, and they may even climb up to the Yan family.

Just as Mrs. Shen was thinking, the door opened.

She opened the door with the unfinished wine glass, and the tired father Shen walked into the door with heavy steps, with a strong color on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Shen suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"I borrowed money to take pictures of the land in Beigang." Father Shen's eyes were filled with despair, "I learned from the news that the new district is not in Beigang at all."

Mrs. Shen's voice trembled: "Bankrupt?"

Father Shen shook his head.

Mrs. Shen's splendid face returned to calm, only if she didn't go bankrupt and had a chance to start all over again, but she didn't expect that Father Shen's next sentence would be: "Bankruptcy still pays off the debts owed."

She could no longer remain calm.

Chapter 118

Mrs. Shen let go of the red wine glass in her hands absentmindedly, and the dark red wine spilled on the delicate goat carpet, like shocking blood.