Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

"Just do what Meiya said, take back Wang Hui's house, kick out his wife and children, and suspend the Wang family with pay. If we don't find Wang Hui, we won't be able to come back."

The old lady paused and then said: "The house that the Wang family's old man and lady lives in in the city also belongs to our Gong family. We must take it back and let them go back to the countryside."

Wang Lan burst into tears, "My parents are old and their houses in the countryside have been sold and they have been kicked out. Where can we let them live?"

Mrs. Gong said unceremoniously: "Wherever you live, wherever you live, they don't care about Xiaoling's life or death. Do I still care about their life and death?"

This time, Gong Ling would no longer protect Wang Lan, but would have to make up for it.

"Grandma, Wang Hui went to Aocheng to gamble and lost [-] million. My mother secretly paid it back for him without telling you. You also have to get this money back."

Mrs. Gong slapped and scolded Wang Lan, "You little bitch, you secretly gave your parents a lot of money without telling us, right?"

Meiya felt so happy, it was the pleasure she felt after delivering a fatal blow to her enemy.

"I suggest that you go to court immediately and put Wang Hui on the default list, freeze his credit card, and prevent him from staying in a hotel. He can only call the Wang family for help. Then we will know where he is hiding."

The old lady nodded, "Yes, yes, hurry up and sue him and make him pay back the money."

Wang Lan even wanted to die. She had her only son on one side and her baby brother on the other. She couldn't bear to let him go.

"Don't push too hard. This is a kidney donation, not a blood donation. If you have to cut off a kidney alive, anyone would be scared. The more you push Xiaohui like this, the more disgusted he will be, and the more It won’t come out.”

Gong Lei glared at her, "That was not the case when you asked me to find Meiya to donate a kidney. You cried and howled in front of me and the old lady. You said you had to tie her up to match the shape. How do you change it? Now that I'm your brother, your attitude has changed?"

Wang Lan choked and hesitated: "Can men and women be the same? It doesn't matter if a woman has less kidneys. If a man has less kidneys, the impact will be great."

Gong Lei hummed: "Why don't women have any influence? Wang Hui already has two daughters. It doesn't matter even if he doesn't have children. Meiya hasn't gotten married yet and has a baby. If the man's family knows that she only has one kidney left, , where would I want her?"

Does he still expect Meiya to marry into the An family and let him lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade?

The reason why the An family can join the ranks of the top wealthy families is because An Qi married into the Lu family and gave birth to the crown prince.

Businessmen pursue profits, and family ties are all in vain.

The son is like this. Even if the kidney is transplanted and his life is saved, he will still be unable to carry it on his shoulders or carry it with his hands. Only by keeping his daughter and helping her marry into a top wealthy family can he maximize his benefits.

With a backer, if his son inherits the family business in the future, he will not be afraid of losing the family.

Meiya glanced at him faintly, would Daddy Scumbag speak for her? The sun is really coming out in the west. He must be planning something else!

Wang Lan also noticed something unusual. Gong Lei clearly disliked Meiya, a dead girl, and now he was actually talking to her. He has lost his fertility. If his son really dies, he will definitely leave all his property to Meiya, a bitch.

"I will go back to my parents' house tomorrow."

……

Over the weekend, An Qi took her two children and Shangguan Xiaotian to Qilin Villa, and Lisa also brought little rice cakes.

Shangguan Xiaotian is preparing for an interview at an elite Ivy school.

He took out a book, which was the classic fairy tale "The Little Prince".

"When I was six years old, I once saw a great picture in a book called "Stories of Personal Experience" about the primeval forest. In the picture, a big python was devouring a large python. Beast.”