Villains: girls can crush the protagonist too

Ji's father frowned.

Originally, they also had a house, but after the divorce, the house was taken by Ji Cheng's mother. Later, it was rented by Ji Cheng. After college, in order to save money, they lived in dormitories all the time.

"How about this, why don't you wait for your mother to come and let her spend money to rent you a house, and you can have a good rest there."

Ji's father felt that his arrangement was quite appropriate, and looked up at Ji Cheng.

Unexpectedly, the emotion in Ji Cheng's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, as if he couldn't hear him.

What look is this?
Father Ji frowned immediately.

"Let her live in my house, my house is also close to the school." Ming Xiaowei said suddenly.

When Ji's father heard this idea, he was a little embarrassed: "Is this not very good, it's quite troublesome."

"fine."

And at this moment, Ji Cheng finally spoke: "Dad, grandma is going to have an operation tomorrow, and I have paid all the operation fees. You can come by when the time comes, that's all."

Ji's father was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "All right, all right, I will definitely come here."

Saying that, Father Ji took out 2000 yuan from his pocket and put it on the bedside table.

"This is the money that your aunt and I pooled together. You and your classmates look at the flowers and eat more good ones. You will trouble the little girl these few days." Ji's father said and turned to look at Ming Xiaowei.

Just as Ji Cheng was about to raise his hand to throw the money back, Ming Xiaowei held his hand down.

Ji's father didn't know how to get along with his daughter, so he went out after the doctor's instructions.

He also had to see his own mother.

Looking at the money on the bedside table, Ji Cheng felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"He gave it to you, just take it well, the money can buy you a lot of food." Ming Xiaowei put the money away for Ji Cheng, and put it in Ji Cheng's small bag on the sofa.

"Okay." Ji Cheng laughed.

"Then are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll ask Aunt Zhang to make you some millet porridge or something." Ming Xiaowei took out his phone while talking.

"I'm a little hungry." Ji Cheng lowered his eyes.

For some reason, being taken care of by Xiao Wei made her feel a little embarrassed.

But the two of them are friends, aren't they?

"Then I'll let her do it now. Aunt Zhang can cook anything. If I go to class, you can tell Aunt Zhang what you need. She has taken care of patients before."

Only now did Ming Xiaowei realize that it is nice to have a housekeeper.

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"Okay." Ji Cheng answered quickly.

Ming Xiaowei took out her mobile phone, got up and rushed to the bathroom, closed the door and took out her staff, she almost forgot that her leg was still hurting.

If this leg dies again, it will be a problem for her to go to class tomorrow.

When the pain in her leg stopped, Ming Xiaowei sent a message to Aunt Zhang, asking her to cook some porridge and buy some fruit along the way.

When Aunt Zhang returned the message, Ming Xiaowei put the phone in his trouser pocket contentedly, got up and left the bathroom.

She suddenly remembered what Ji's father said, that Ji Cheng's mother will come in a few days.

Originally, there was still a banquet at the father's side, and it seems that the heroine will not be able to attend, that's all, maybe this is fate?
"A Si, what's the situation with the heroine?"

"It's very bad. Someone's condition worsened after the operation, and he insisted on asking Zhao Qinghan's mother to pay 100 million yuan."

The Zhao family is rich, but for those three or four people, Zhao Qinghan's mother can't afford that much money in one go.

Scholars are lofty, but it doesn't mean they don't care about money.

"That's really a lot." Ming Xiaowei wanted to laugh.

There is no way, Zhao Qinghan's mother will only think about solving this kind of thing in private, and it will really go to court. Zhao Qinghan's acting career will be over immediately, and she doesn't know the password of Zhao Qinghan's bank card, so she can only pay for it herself .

But she is a second marriage after all, how could the Zhao family take her seriously?
Wang Ning was going to be annoyed to death.

Xiaohan's side is enough to trouble her, and Ji Cheng's side has something else to do. Can't these two girls let her live in peace?

"Xiao Ning, I don't think we can let us pay for this matter."

Zhao Baishu looked at Wang Ning's resentment for throwing away the bag, so he couldn't help but walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

At the beginning, he was not very happy when his daughter was in the entertainment industry, but now it is fine, and she has caused a lot of trouble. If you want him to say, those people are completely extorting, how much money can he make by writing and painting every day?
"Are you going to ask your daughter to pay? Xiaohan is just a child." Wang Ning pursed her lips, her face full of displeasure.

"She's 22, and usually makes a lot of money in variety shows. It's definitely not a problem to spend 500 million. If it doesn't work, just ask her for the password."

"No, Xiao Han will definitely be angry." Wang Ning subconsciously refused.

She owed Xiaohan a childhood. If she couldn't protect her well when something happened to her, how could she be a mother?
"Is Dad not willing to speak?" Wang Ning actually guessed who was making trouble.

When Xiaohan had an accident, the happiest person was probably the second bedroom.

Mr. Zhao had three sons in total. The third son passed away early, and the remaining son was sent to study abroad long ago. After so many years, he has no intention of coming back. The second son has a son and a daughter, who are the most loved by the old man.

And the girl in the second bedroom is also in the entertainment industry, but she entered the industry early and started as a child star. She has always disliked Zhao Qinghan the most. This accident is probably because this girl and the old man got into trouble and made him refuse to pay. Helping.

"No, my current savings are enough forty-five million yuan, but if I take it out, I'm afraid I won't even have money for smoking. You know, Dad won't sell the calligraphy and paintings at home. "

Wang Ning was a little dissatisfied immediately.

"The old man has quite a lot of calligraphy and paintings in his life. There are a lot of books in his study room. Others are willing to sell them at a high price. How could he refuse? Could it be that Xiao Han is not his own granddaughter?"

Wang Ning lost his temper completely, and sat on the carved wooden chair beside him, looking very bad.

At that time, when she married into the Zhao family, she thought she was marrying into a wealthy family. As a result, for so many years, she had to look at the faces of others for food and clothing. For the sake of money, she had always endured it, but now that her daughter had an accident, how could she bear it? Can you see it?

"Dad didn't say he wouldn't help, it's just that the number is too big. He thinks those people are greedy." Zhao Baishu felt helpless.

Wang Ning said: I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen.

"I don't care, Dad just refuses to save Xiaohan. Xiaohan has been filial to her for so many years. If you don't want to pay her, I'll go to someone to borrow money, okay?" Wang Ning got up, threw off Zhao Baishu and walked up hands.

"Okay, don't make trouble anymore. Even if you spoil Xiaohan, you have to have a limit. She is not a child who can't understand human language. If you don't want to ask her for money, I will ask for it." Zhao Baishu Suddenly his face turned cold.

It's only 500 million, which is very easy for Xiaohan.