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As Shen Qingwu expected, Shen Deren appeared at Shen's house early the next morning.
"Qingwu, a father-daughter scene. Dad is in trouble now and is waiting for money to save his life. Can you help me ask Yanxing, when will his 2 billion gift money be received?"
After the Shen family villa was smashed, it no longer had the luxury it once had. The crystal chandelier in the living room was crumbling, the smashed foreign wine had been cleaned up, the wine cabinet was empty, and the sofa that had cost hundreds of thousands to buy had several cuts with a knife.
Of course, you can still sit.
Shen Qingwu was sitting on the sofa at the moment, looking at Shen Deren's right hand that was wrapped into a rice dumpling with concern.
"Dad, what's wrong with your finger?"
Shen Deren felt a twinge in his heart.
He walked for more than five hours last night before walking to a small clinic in the town. The small clinic was unable to perform surgery on him, so he contacted the hospital in the city. An ambulance took him to Ji City an hour later. A big hospital in the city.
The doctor said that he was sent to the hospital too late and had missed the prime time for surgery. Although they helped him reattach his finger, the chance of survival was very low.
"A little injured." Shen Deren didn't want to mention the finger. What he was worried about now was that he wouldn't be able to get the two billion tomorrow, and these people would really throw him to feed the crocodiles.
"The money has been transferred to the domestic account and can be withdrawn at any time."
Shen Deren immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and a smile for the rest of his life appeared on his pale face.
"Qingwu, Dad knows that you are the most reliable person in the family. You always make me happy..."
"But..." she interrupted him.
Shen Qingwu reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table, took out a cigarette and clamped it between his slender fingers. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Deren, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Dad, I'm already married. It's too late to talk about the bride price now." It’s too late.”
The lighter made a crisp "clang" sound and the fire jumped up.
Gray smoke rose thickly.
Shen Qingwu stretched out the hand holding the cigarette and dusted it on the ashtray, "I forgot to tell you that I stopped all the money."
"What?!"
It took a lot of effort for Shen Deren to suppress the urge to almost strangle her to death.
"Shen Qingwu, you white-eyed wolf! I...I have really raised you for twenty-three years in vain. These are my life-saving money. Do you understand the life-saving money? You are trying to kill me!"
"You will be punished by God, Shen Qingwu. Sooner or later, you will be struck by lightning."
"Okay, but if God really opens his eyes, I'm afraid the first one he'll hit will be you, Shen Deren!"
"What's wrong with me? I provided you with good food and housing. If nothing else, the kindness of raising you is already worth two billion."
"The grace of raising me? I almost died in a car accident that day, did you know?" Shen Qingwu asked suddenly.
Shen Deren was stunned, "When did it happen?"
Shen Qingwu raised the corners of his lips coldly. As expected, this man had forgotten the anniversary of Xiao Yan's death, and he didn't even notice that she had appeared in the cemetery that day.
"It's not important anymore. Shen Deren, I just want to say that as a father, it's okay if you fail, but as a husband, how can you be sorry to my mother? You are the only college student in the village, and my mother gave up the only enrollment quota. I just recruited you. Why do you have the nerve to cheat on me?"
"Who told you?" Shen Deren became angry. This was the identity he was most proud of, but unexpectedly, Shen Qingwu exposed it.
He has always been the poor boy who even after 11 points of hard work, his grades in school were still beaten by Zhao Yiyan.
If he hadn't successfully caught up with Zhao Yiyan, and Zhao Yiyan's mother had passed away during that time, and she couldn't worry about her father staying alone in the country, he would have never had the chance to go to Jingzhou to study at university.
"Who in the village doesn't know about this? Shen Deren, only my mother will care about your face and praise you every time you meet."
Shen Deren glared at Shen Qingwu fiercely. He didn't want to waste any more time pursuing useless things with her, especially since Zhao Yiyan was dead. A dead person was not worth his time.
But Shen Qingwu reminded him that although the snake she was most afraid of was gone, one thing was still there.
What this damn girl has always cared about most is Zhao Yiyan.
"Let me ask you one last time, will you give me the two billion?"
"Dream, I won't give it to you even if I donate it."
"Okay, Shen Qingwu, don't regret it. I will dig up your mother's grave today."
Shen Qingwu was startled, his eyes turned red for a moment, biting his lower lip, as if he mustered up the courage, and said: "Okay, if my mother knew, she would rather have you dig her grave than let me help you. She is I want to see you die."
Shen Deren raised his hand, paused and put it down again.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, I will throw your mother's ashes to feed the pigs later."
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After Shen Deren left the Shen family, he boarded a minibus that went directly to Lanling County. After arriving in Lanling County, he transferred to a black bus and then went to a small town under Lanling County.
The whole journey took seven hours, and the sun was almost setting.
The sky is dark.
Shen Deren has not returned to his hometown for nearly twelve years. Based on his memory, he found the small earth bag where Zhao Yiyan and Shen Qingyan's ashes were buried.
Without hesitation, Shen Deren raised his arm and thrust the shovel into the loess.
He didn't believe that if he took Zhao Yiyan's ashes back and threw them in front of the dead girl, she would be indifferent.
He had already figured out her temperament, and the people she loved most were Zhao Yiyan and Shen Qingyan.
Of course, he couldn't dig his own son's grave.
But my wife's...isn't really a big deal.
The shovel was inserted into the mud one by one, turning up the yellow-brown soil.
Since he could only use one hand, it took him about an hour to dig the hole that originally took twenty minutes, but the shovel finally hit something hard.
With a "boom" sound, Shen Deren threw away the shovel and pulled out a rosewood urn with his left hand.
As soon as he took it, Shen Deren noticed something was wrong.
This weight is too light...
He shook it, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly opened the box.
In the box, Zhao Yiyan's ashes had long since disappeared, replaced by a piece of squarely folded white paper.
Shen Deren picked up the piece of paper suspiciously, and then realized that it was a paternity test result.
It clearly states that Shen Youyan and him are not related by blood.
How can it be? !
How could the Shen Youyan he loved most not be his son? !
He and Shen Qingyan look so similar!
Shen Deren froze in place for a long time as if he had been struck by lightning.
Zhang Yashu actually stole a man behind his back? !
It also made him happy to be a father for so many years.
It was so frustrating for him to wear this cuckold.
At this time, the phone rang suddenly.
Shen Deren took out the phone from his trouser pocket with one hand.
"say."
"Mr. Shen, Madam has already sold off Lide's shares, and transferred all domestic property out of the country a week ago."
