Fan Guihua almost shouted the last sentence.
There is a disease called poverty disease.
This disease can give rise to infinite possibilities, which may break your three views or shock your soul.
Thirty thousand dollars, thirty thousand dollars.
Yu Jiangqing didn't dare to think that thirty thousand yuan could push someone to this point.
In his memory, thirty thousand yuan was not as expensive as one of his toys.
"But, she is always your daughter, and you are still cooperating with outsiders to harm her." Yu Jiangqing didn't know how long it took before he found his voice again, "If there was nothing you could do about it before, then what about now? Why are you still doing that? Do?"
"Ningning is my daughter, but Yinghao is also my son." Fan Guihua said, patting her chest hard.
Yu Jiangqing felt more and more pathetic, feeling pathetic for this mother.
For the sake of a useless son, he would frame his own daughter.
"I know that you look down on me and don't want Ning Ning to see me. I know that I am not worthy. I am not worthy of being a mother. However, if God gives me another chance, I can only choose this way. At least she is still fine. Live." Fan Guihua said and stood up slowly, "I heard them say, you are a rich man, let alone 50 million, you can also spend 500 million. You don't want to be a soldier anymore. I would rather follow you than suffer a loss, but with this fifty million, Yinghao will not have to worry about anything in his life, and even if I die, I will feel at ease."
Five hundred million, if you count his shares in Gu's, he can indeed come up with it.
But this is definitely not the reason why a mother turns her back on her daughter.
"If I give you 50 million now, will you be willing to stand up and tell the truth for Ding Ning?" Yu Jiangqing asked through gritted teeth.
Fan Guihua shook her head, "She should hate me, but she is unlucky. As my daughter, she has to pay off the debts of her bastard father. Hate her." Fan Guihua said, picked up the lunch box and patted it gently. He patted her and said, "Comrade Chief, I have no other request. In this life, don't let her be a poor person anymore. The life of a poor person is cheap and worthless."
Yu Jiangqing looked back at Ju Lou, who was walking away, and the hand on his side slowly tightened a little.
Fan Guihua walked a few steps and then looked back at Yu Jiangqing, "Without He Zhigang, she would have died long ago. Without He Zhigang to help her father pay back the money, her grandmother would have died if she took her back. How bad is He Zhigang? Ning Ning’s life was saved by him.”
Fan Guihua is gone. It can be said that this woman who was known as the most beautiful woman in Linshi when she was young has become like this now. It can be said to be sad.
Pathetic, hateful.
Because they are poor, even if they know they are bad people, they still have to be grateful.
How sad.
Because she wanted to live, she could bear to watch her daughter being bullied.
How hateful.
For the first time, Yu Jiangqing felt that the word 'no money' could be so heartbreaking.
There was no chance that they wanted Fan Guihua to help them prove it, but Yu Jiangqing learned a piece of news from Fan Guihua's words. He was worth 500 million.
The people who know that Gu has his shares can be counted on one hand.
So he knew who the person behind it was.
It was slightly cold. It was five o'clock when Ding Ning came out from home, and it was still dark. She ran to the playground and ran a few laps until all the cold air was dissipated from her body.