bayedsolid Chapter 459 Is She Really Wrong?
Chapter 459 Is She Really Wrong?
Old Madam An looked at Old Master Gong fiercely and asked, "Have you reported it to the police?"
"Yes." An Zhihan nodded and said, "Grandma, even if we don't report it to the police, do you think such a big thing won't alarm the police?"
Old Madam An closed her eyes, then looked at An Zhihan and sighed, "Zhihan, if this matter really involves your uncle and second uncle, I will definitely teach them a lesson and give you an explanation, okay?"
"Then how are you going to teach him a lesson?" An Zhihan sneered, "Just like before, saying that family disgrace should not be made public, and then just brushing it off?"
"We are all family members after all." Old Mrs. An's voice was also a little low, mixed with some guilt and helplessness: "I can't just watch you killing each other."
Old Mrs. An has her own considerations. The An family is now falling behind other wealthy families in Xiangcheng due to the mediocrity of their younger generations. If they continue to fight among themselves, I am afraid that they will soon disappear from the wealthy circle of Xiangcheng.
Old Mrs. An felt that she was considering the future of the entire An family. Moreover, she had been holding the power of the An family for all these years. On the one hand, it was because the families of the eldest son and the second son could not afford to support the An family business. On the other hand, she wanted to wait for the day when An Zhihan could really be cured and had the ability to continue the bloodline of the An family. Then she would transfer the power in her hands to An Zhihan. After all, with An Zhihan's business acumen, the An family would have hope to continue to be among the wealthy families in Xiangcheng in the future. Among the three sons, the youngest son had the best business acumen.
Old Mrs. An felt that she had really made plans for everyone. She didn't want to lose her two sons, nor did she want to lose her youngest son's only flesh and blood.
Old Master Gong sneered, "Don't you want to kill your own flesh and blood? Lu Yunjuan, you were not in your right mind back then, and you are still not in your right mind now. If there was no killing of your own flesh and blood, how did your youngest son and his wife die? If there was no killing of your own flesh and blood, why did the few of us end up in the hospital? It seems that Zhihan can only passively take the beating and cannot fight back, or else it would be killing each other, right? Can your heart be a little more biased?"
"I didn't." Old Mrs. An said hurriedly, "Cousin, you can't think of me like that."
"Then how should I feel about you?" Old Master Gong said angrily, "Your youngest son and his wife are both dead, and there is no fratricide in your An family?"
Old Mrs. An didn't say anything and sighed deeply.
An Zhihan's expression became even colder: "Grandma, I cut off contact with the An family a few years ago. The An family had no control over what I did before, and they will have no control over what I do in the future. You should still just treat it as if you only gave birth to two sons."
At this moment, An Zhihan's last bit of affection for the An family was completely destroyed. He would use his own way to seek justice for his parents who died tragically and for himself.
Mrs. An looked at An Zhihan in shock: "Zhihan, what are you going to do?"
At this moment, Mrs. An was extremely frightened. A feeling of losing something gripped her heart.
The little grandson has completely alienated himself from her?
But, she was obviously doing this for his own good!
"Young master, please don't be like this. You will hurt the old lady's heart." Mother Lin said sadly.
An Zhihan said coldly, "From today on, I am just An Zhihan. I have nothing to do with your An family. So, you can go back today. You don't need to pay for my treatment. I will also return the two million to you. You can go now."
An Zhihan's heart was filled with resentment at this moment. He just wanted to cut off all ties with the An family and no longer care about family ties. He would seek justice this time as well as the justice he didn't get back then.
"Oh, that won't do." Just as Mrs. An was about to speak, Su Qing walked into the main room and said with a smile, "This is a deal between Mrs. An and me. An Zhihan, you don't have the right to cancel it. Besides, why should you pay for it yourself? Did you plan the car accident back then? Don't you agree, Mrs. An?"
Su Qing looked at Old Mrs. An with a smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
She finally figured out that what old lady An really cared about was the stability of the An family. She would rather let the rotten flesh stink and fester in the wound than expose it, because once it was exposed, the entire An family would become a laughing stock in Xiangcheng's upper class society, and might even be kicked out of Xiangcheng's wealthy circle.
She has some affection for An Zhihan, but not much.
"Ms. Su Qing." When Old Mrs. An saw Su Qing coming, she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. It was too embarrassing for outsiders to know about their family affairs.
"Did Mrs. An bring the balance?" Su Qing asked.
"I brought it." Old Mrs. An wanted to change the subject. The conversation was getting more and more awkward, and she didn't want to continue. She thought of changing the time to have a good talk with An Zhihan. She took out a few gold deposit certificates from the Beijing Bank from her bag and said, "You just need to take these deposit certificates to the bank to withdraw them."
In order to make it easier for Su Qing to withdraw the gold, Mrs. An specially divided the eight million gold into several parts.
An Zhihan saw Old Lady An take out the gold deposit certificate and was about to say something, but Su Qing glared at him and he shut up immediately. Fang Lutian whispered to An Zhihan, "Zhihan, listen to Miss Su Qing."
An Zhihan nodded silently. He understood that Su Qing was doing this for his own good and was helping him. He just said he didn't want the An family's money out of a moment of chill in his heart, but now he thought, yes, why shouldn't he let the An family pay?
Su Qing took the deposit slips and took out an 800-year-old purple danshen from her bag and handed it to Grandpa Gong: "Grandpa Gong, take a look, is this it?"
Seeing the purple danshen that Su Qing took out, Mr. Gong was immediately excited. He carefully took the purple danshen and looked at it carefully: "Yes, that's right, this is exactly the same as the record."
It is even better than what was recorded in the ancestors' notes.
The purple salvia ginseng that Su Qing took out was the largest one among the three she had found. It was more than eight hundred years old, and probably more than a thousand years old. Therefore, the light golden lines on this purple salvia ginseng were deeper.
Seeing this purple salvia ginseng, Mrs. An was also very excited: "Cousin, can this purple salvia ginseng help Zhihan stand up again?"
"Yeah." Old Master Gong responded indifferently. He didn't want to pay attention to Old Madam An right now. This cousin was getting more and more confused as she got older. She was hopeless.
Mr. Gong’s reaction made Mrs. An’s eyes dim a little, and there was a hint of bitterness at the corners of her mouth.
Mother Lin saw this and felt distressed, so she tried to comfort her softly. Mrs. An gently waved her hand and thought to herself, was she really wrong?