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Chapter 307 - Chapter 307 307 Deserves sympathy but not forgiveness

Chapter 307: 307 Deserves sympathy, but not forgiveness Chapter 307: 307 Deserves sympathy, but not forgiveness Yan Shixiu crouched down and looked at the claw marks on her ankle, saying, “Although I really like you wearing just a shirt at home, could you not greet those two little things with bare legs?”

“No,” Shi Lan said, “I’m going to cut their claws.”

Yan Shixiu, helpless, could only get up and go to the living room, depriving Ferrari and Maybach of their freedom. Who asked them to have an unreliable mom?

Afterward, he returned to the young lady’s side and lifted Shi Lan’s ankle again, checking it. “Go change clothes, I’ll take you to the hospital for a shot.”

Shi Lan took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Yan Shixiu’s neck and said, “The other day the aunt said she had already taken them for vaccination, so I can be exempted, right? I faint at the sight of needles. And have you thought about the sensation it would cause if you took me to the hospital?”

Despite this, Yan Shixiu still took Shi Lan upstairs for a while under the cold shower, and carefully disinfected her wound.

Shi Lan sat on the edge of the bathtub, with Yan Shixiu squatting at her feet. Suddenly he said, “After your car accident in Thailand, it was I who identified the body. In the cold morgue of the Thai police, I didn’t receive a whole body… so I can’t bear to see scars on you, they would awaken my memories.”

Hearing Yan Shixiu finish, Shi Lan suddenly grabbed his hand, saying, “Let’s get the shot, right now.”

After the accident, Shi Lan woke up in the hospital, and then spent half a month lying there, so she didn’t know what kind of shock Uncle Yan had experienced during that time.

“No need, the scratches aren’t that terrible. A bite wound would require a hospital visit,” Yan Shixiu said as he helped her up, “Change and come down for breakfast.”

Shi Lan nodded and put on her pants.

Moreover, while Yan was still fixing breakfast, she took out a toolkit, retrieved the speed limiter she had removed from her motorcycle, and headed straight to the parking lot.

It turned out the car accident in Thailand had not left her a whole body.

When Yan Shixiu came out of the kitchen with breakfast ready, Shi Lan was nowhere to be seen. Seeing the toolkit on the living room carpet, he guessed she was in the parking garage, so he followed her down.

When he saw the young lady squatting on the ground, reinstalling the speed limiter, he was deeply moved and strode over, lifted Shi Lan up, and said, “You don’t have to put it back, I won’t restrict your driving anymore. I said I’d give you freedom, yet I’ve been encroaching on your personal space non-stop. Just often carry Huo Zhao with you, knowing that someone cares about you is enough for me.”

“But I’ve already put it back,” Shi Lan said, “just finished some physical work, feeling a bit hungry.”

To fulfill him, to fill his fragile nerves.

Shi Lan didn’t think of anything else, just briefly put herself in his shoes, imagining if one day, she saw Yan Shixiu’s cold and nearly deformed body, she would probably go crazy.

…

In fact, An Zijun not only underestimated Shi Lan but even more so underestimated that little bastard An Yang.

Though this little bastard had been deceived for many years, supporting his two bastard cousins like a fool, he himself kept a ledger.

Since he started investing, he had developed the habit of bookkeeping, and several years had passed. When he opened the dense bills, he trembled all over.

He had invested a total of 620,000, of which 540,000 came from An Lan. The remaining 80,000 were borrowed from other debts and small loans, including 500,000 from the billiards hall owner. Now the billiards hall’s accounts had been cleared by his sister, meaning he had received a total of 590,000 from An Lan.

After clearing the accounts, An Yang handed the battered ledger to Huo Zhao, saying, “Please pass this on to my sister.”

Huo Zhao took it, flipped through it, and said, “This is what you asked me to fetch from the basement?”

“I don’t know what to do, it turns out I’ve taken so much money from my sister, and all this money went into someone else’s pocket, can it even be reclaimed?”

After reading, Huo Zhao said, “Even if the cash can’t be reclaimed, your sister will make them pay back in other ways.”

“I’m just a useless guy who pits his sister.”

“Don’t walk the same path as your sister. You should live well and find a chance to compensate her.”

Huo Zhao timely pulled at the little bastard, a lesson also taught by boss Shi, and she seemed to have accurately guessed every psychological turning point of the little bastard.

“Don’t worry, I won’t.”

Huo Zhao nodded, took a photo of the ledger, and sent it to Shi Lan.

When Shi Lan saw these photos, she couldn’t help but chuckle, the little bastard’s handwriting was really good. However, she had already cleared these accounts through An Lan’s bank account. And it was clearly a morning suitable for sleeping, but An Zijun’s wife, after being fired from the hospital, couldn’t find a new job for several days in a row and couldn’t stand it any longer, so she went online again.

@Yunzhen: “I know many people say my values are wrong, but as a mother of a two-year-old child, I have no other choice. Due to a certain incident, after being fired from the hospital, I’ve been looking for a job for several days, but now no hospital will hire me. If it were just adults suffering from hunger, I wouldn’t care, but I have a child at home. Even if the adults are at fault, shouldn’t the children be spared?”

At this time, Boss Shi was surfing the internet.

After seeing it, she directly replied.

@An Lan: “Sympathetic, but unforgivable. @Yunzhen”

Yunzhen saw it and immediately flew into a rage.

@Yunzhen: “Your sibling’s issue has already dragged down our entire family. Now you’re still here acting high and mighty? If it weren’t for you and your brother, our family wouldn’t have to suffer from online violence. You feel no remorse, yet you still kick me while I’m down? What have I done wrong that needs your forgiveness? @An Lan”

@An Lan: “You are not innocent. Did you think the house you live in, the car you drive, who paid for them? Your husband pretended to invest to trick my brother into buying shares, then shuffled the money from one hand to the other, keeping it all for himself. Has he ever told you about this? @Yunzhen”

Yunzhen, upon seeing this, burst out laughing.

@Yunzhen: “My husband earned his money through his investments. Have some shame when you speak.”

@An Lan: “You’d better ask your husband before you come out and talk, otherwise, my next message will be the evidence you’re looking for.”

When Shi Lan saw this message, Yunzhen was puzzled and took her phone to her husband, asking, “What is this all about?”

An Zijun, at that moment calculating his remaining savings, saw his wife arguing with An Lan online and suddenly stood up from the sofa, agitated, “Why are you arguing with her? You know she’s an artist, people believe anything she says, and yet you respond to her?”

“I just want to know if this is true.” Yunzhen was not easily deceived.