vrcanaries Chapter 12 A mere 5 yuan and you think you can get my forgiveness? No way!
Chapter 12 A mere 5 yuan and you think you can get my forgiveness? No way!
Thinking of what her father had said, Yangyang revealed in her heart that Yuan Niaoniao's biological parents had not only bought a villa, but also started a company.
What is there left to be unclear about?
Yuan Siyu felt only irony.
Yuan Niaoniao really opened his eyes.
Just when he thought he had figured out the other person, the other person surprised him time and time again.
This is truly eye-opening.
"You've received bonuses and salary over the past two years, so it must be over a hundred million. Don't tell me you gave it all to Yuan Niaoniao."
Yuan Siyu pressed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
"She's my sister. If I don't give her money, am I supposed to save it for that imposter Yuan Yangyang!"
"Girls should be pampered. I deserve some credit for raising Niao Niao so well!"
Yuan Sicheng was smug and very proud.
Yuan Siyu cursed him under his breath as an idiot and immediately hung up the phone.
If I listened to him continue, even if I were in good health, I would get so angry that I would have a heart attack.
On Yuan's side, Yuan's father felt deeply that he had wronged Yangyang and caused her a lot of grievances, so he specially called her over to think about how to make amends.
Before we could even get to the main topic, Aunt Wang arrived.
It turned out that Wang Ma, instead of leaving as Yuan Niaoniao had expected, took the five million yuan and went directly to Yuan's father, handing him the card.
They made no attempt to conceal the origin of the card, completely betraying Yuan Niaoniao.
Before her father could speak, Yuan Yangyang's inner thoughts were already out.
Wow, Yuan Niaoniao is really rich! She can just pull out five million like that. I, the real heiress, didn't even have five hundred thousand before.
[That's true. The whole family of seven is Yuan Niaoniao's ATM. She's always trying to gain sympathy from the Yuan family, asking for bags one day, new clothes the next, and jewelry the day after.]
Yuan Niaoniao always manages to extract money from the Yuan family using various excuses. Aside from the third son, Yuan Siyu, the other big, simple-minded guys are probably going to be emptied out by her.
Otherwise, Yuan Niaoniao's biological parents wouldn't have been able to buy a villa and start a company in just a few years; all of this was the Yuan family's hard-earned money.
[Poor me, a real heiress, I don't even have a fraction of what others have. How pathetic!]
They hadn't realized it before, but now, after comparing the two, Mr. Yuan also felt that they owed Yangyang far too much.
Immediately, he handed the card he had just received to Yuan Yangyang, saying, "You can take this money. Buy whatever you like. If you need more, just ask me. You are a daughter of the Yuan family, so don't deprive yourself."
Why are you suddenly being so nice to me? Is this compensation from Yuan Niaoniao for discovering she schemed against me?
[As expected, the bond with children you raise yourself is different. Even if the truth comes out, they'll only help you clean up the mess, while your own daughter is just easily dismissed with money.]
Five million? Hmph, even if I accept the money, it doesn't mean I have to forgive them. This is what I deserve.
Yuan Yangyang put the card away with a clear conscience, which did nothing to stop her from complaining in her heart.
Father Yuan: ...
Although this is compensation, it is compensation from a father to his daughter, not on behalf of Yuan Niaoniao.
My daughter is great in every way, except she has too much of an imagination.
He just wanted to give his daughter pocket money, how could it be misunderstood like this?
It's all Yuan Niaoniao's fault. If she hadn't used tricks behind their backs, Yangyang wouldn't have misunderstood them so much.
Not long after Yuan Yangyang left, the third brother, Yuan Siyu, called.
Mr. Yuan checked the time; in such a short time, the test results should not be out yet.
As I answered the phone, I became increasingly alarmed.
Even though I had guessed that Yuan Niaoniao had taken a lot of money from the Yuan family, I never expected her to be so ruthless.
Mr. Yuan believed he had done everything a father should do for Niao Niao, and he had never shortchanged her on allowance. He never expected that she would not only be scheming, but also have no bottom line.
They actually treated his sons like ATMs, the kind that were meant to drain them dry.
The fourth brother has earned at least 100 million yuan in the past two years. Although he likes to collect luxury watches, he never buys them for himself. He and his brothers always pay for them. The fourth brother has no expenses of his own.
But Yuan Niaoniao squeezed him dry, leaving not a trace.
Apart from the third son, the other sons are probably in similar situations.
It seems I was really too good to Yuan Niaoniao before.
That's why they've made the other person so greedy and insatiable.
Things belonging to the Yuan family are not so easy to take; they're a hot potato.
It's better to return it.
After staring blankly at the distant sky for a long time, Mr. Yuan finally picked up his phone again, scrolled through it for a while, and finally found the number he wanted and dialed it.
He was giving instructions to the person on the other end of the phone, the shadows of the trees casting flickering light on his face, obscuring his expression.
In a flowerbed of an upscale residential community, two men dressed in all black were lying down. Unless you got close, it would be difficult to spot their disguise.
The man in the jacket hung up the phone, looking thoughtful.
"What's up, boss? Another job coming in?" the subordinate asked.
"Yeah, a big order came in. I'm leaving here."
Subordinate: "What big job is it? We've been waiting here for days. Even though she's just a minor celebrity, she's got some talent!"
"Is the Yuan family's order big or small?"
"Could it be the Yuan family I know?"
The man in the jacket responded while packing his things.
"It's that Yuan family. There were rumors that the daughter they raised for twenty years wasn't their biological child. I never thought the news was true."
"The Yuan family asked us to investigate the biological parents of their adopted daughter. If we get this done, it'll be enough for us to live on for a year."
Subordinate: "This is shocking! Could it be that they know she's not their biological child and want to find her real parents so they can throw her back?"
"As expected, the richer people are, the stingier they are. They've raised us for so many years, and they just throw us away like that. It's just a matter of feeding one more person. Does the Yuan family need that much food? No wonder they're capitalists, so cold-blooded."
His subordinate kept grimacing, inwardly cursing him as yet another unscrupulous capitalist.
The man in the jacket stopped abruptly and warned in a cold voice, "If you can't get rid of this presumptuous habit of yours, then don't follow me."
"In our line of work, the worst thing you can do is look at people with prejudice."
"Do you think that rich people are cold-blooded and poor people are always victims? Does that mean I, as your boss, am also exploiting you?"
His subordinates lowered their heads, ashamed and speechless.
The man in the jacket sighed and said earnestly, "It's best not to comment without knowing the whole story. The more powerful a family is, the more complex the relationships within, and the more complicated the right and wrong are."
"Xiao Gao, I know you have a bad impression of rich people because of what happened when you were a child, but you have to understand that only that one person hurt you, not all rich people are bad people."
"Let's not talk about anything else, just take Mr. Yuan who just called. He's not only a businessman, but also one of the top philanthropists in our city, donating at least tens of millions of yuan every year. You shouldn't condemn him based on your own preferences."
Xiao Gao blushed with shame, so ashamed that he wanted to bury his head in his hands.
The two carried the camera and walked further and further away, until their voices became blurred and disappeared.