Chapter 1107: Lack of Money

"...I didn't mean it." Shen Zhilan's eyes were slightly evasive, with a guilty look on her face.

Although Shen Jianguo is Mr. Shen's biological son, his temper is nothing like Mr. Shen's.

His easily explosive temper is very similar to that of Old Man Chu when he was young.

If it weren't for the fact that his features were an exact replica of Mr. Shen's, people who knew him would have suspected that Shen Jianguo was Mr. Chu's son.

Shen Zhilan was still a little intimidated by this hot-tempered father in front of her.

"If it's not intentional, then it's intentional!" Shen Zhihuan sneered.

The fire in Shen Zhilan's chest suddenly flared up again.

But her father was here, so no matter how angry she was, she had to hold it in.

"Dad, I was just angry for a moment." With so many people watching, it was impossible to deny it. Shen Zhilan could only try to downplay it.

With pictures, big things can be turned into small things, and small things can be eliminated.

"You were so stupid at the moment, why didn't you hit your own son? At worst, you could hit yourself in the face a few times. What's the matter? You couldn't bear to kill your own son, so you took out your anger on Daya, a girl from another family." Shen Zhihuan sneered.

Dizzy...

Why don’t you just bang your head against the wall?

"You..." Shen Zhilan gritted her teeth and glared at Shen Zhihuan.

When it comes to the person that Shen Zhilan hates the most in the world, Shen Zhihuan is undoubtedly number one.

However, that person met Shen Zhilan's gaze as if nothing had happened and raised his eyebrows at her indifferently.

In Shen Zhilan's eyes, that look was tantamount to a provocation.

"I didn't think that way. I'm Daya's second aunt. How could I take my anger out on her for no reason? At that time, Daya made Mingming cry because of her scolding, and I hit Daya in a fit of impulse. Dad, believe me, I really didn't mean it." Shen Zhilan explained.

"If someone scolded your son and made him cry, I don't believe you would remain indifferent." At the end, Shen Zhilan did not forget to throw a sentence to Shen Zhihuan.

"You only said that Daya scolded your precious son. Why did Daya scold your precious son? Why don't you elaborate on it?" Without even raising his head, Shen Zhihuan gently wiped the tears from the little guy's face with a handkerchief.

Shen Jianguo frowned as he watched from the side.

Just as Shen Zhihuan was about to use the handkerchief that had been used to wipe the tears to wipe the sweat off the little guy's forehead, Shen Jianguo snatched the handkerchief away.

"Guaiguai's skin is so tender, and you take a dry towel and rub it all over his face. Is this how you act as a mother to others on a daily basis?" Shen Jianguo complained as he picked up the thermos on Daya's bedside table.

While he was speaking, he had already skillfully brought warm water and carefully scrubbed the small handkerchief.

He wiped the little guy's sweaty face carefully and meticulously.

He looked so cautious that if you didn't know him, you would think he was wiping something fragile.

Shen Zhilan was almost angry to death.

The old man was fooled around by that short-lived ghost.

Now, Daddy also...

In the past, Yang Ming stayed in the compound every day, but he had never been seen like this.

Not to mention wiping the baby’s face, even the times he was held in his arms were few and far between.

Most of the time he was just like a bystander. As soon as he got home, he would go into the study. If the window of the study was not always wide open, she would have thought that there was some young girl hiding in his study.

"My dear, are you feeling better?" Shen Jianguo's voice softened subconsciously.

The little guy nodded obediently.

The cuddly little appearance instantly melted Shen Jianguo's heart.

"You haven't finished talking about the matter of your second daughter beating your granddaughter yet?" Shen Zhihuan reminded.

Shen Zhilan was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

She's just a little girl, and this isn't the end of it, is it?
Shen Jianguo glared at Shen Zhihuan who was watching the fun and didn't mind making trouble, then turned and went to the bedside, "Does it still hurt?" Daya nodded gently.

Not only does it hurt, it also feels like burning.

"What did the doctor say?" Shen Jianguo looked at Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang beside him, with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

When their daughter was beaten, they both became like two silent persons.

If the little girl hadn't insisted on it, would this matter have just passed? !
"The doctor said we need to observe it for a while longer. He also said that if the situation improves tomorrow, there will be no big problem." Shen Zhimei pulled the corner of her clothes and whispered.

Shen Jianguo looked at his timid daughter and felt annoyed.

Compared with Shen Zhilan's greed and selfishness, Shen Zhimei's weakness makes Shen Jianguo even more crazy.

The old man often said that one must be kind, but also have a sharp edge.

This may also be the fundamental reason why Mr. Shen values ​​Shen Zhihuan.

"I just hit her lightly, how can it be a big deal?" Shen Zhilan muttered softly.

"Do you want me to make a banner to thank you for showing mercy?" Shen Zhihuan was not happy to listen to her.

Just a little bit...

How could Daya's face swell up so much with just a slight movement?!

What about the liar?
"Shen Zhihuan, what do you have to do here? Do you need to pretend to be a good person?" Shen Zhilan got angry.

She kept interrupting her, and if her father hadn't been here, she would have slapped her in the face.

"The person lying on the hospital bed is my niece. Do you think I have anything to do with it? If I can't get a satisfactory result from today's incident, I will call the police when I leave this ward." Shen Zhihuan said with a wry smile.

"If you can't sentence a child to one or two years, six months will be fine!"

"You..." Shen Zhilan swallowed nervously.

Nowadays, no one is not afraid of the staff.

"Mom, are you calling Uncle Zhao?" The little guy blinked his big clear eyes and looked at Shen Zhihuan, his voice soft and milky.

"No, there's no point in using a butcher knife to kill a chicken." Shen Zhihuan smiled and lightly tapped the little guy's nose.

"Remember Uncle Wu in work clothes?"

The little guy nodded.

"Do you remember the phone number that mom told you?"

"******" the little guy thought about it.

"My dear, that's great. I'll tell you this once and you'll remember it. Next time, if you meet a bad guy, just call your Uncle Wu." Shen Zhihuan happily kissed the little guy on the forehead.

"But didn't Uncle Yu say that if we encounter bad guys, we should call him and dad?" the little guy was puzzled.

"Your Uncle Yu is right. Next time, if you encounter bad guys, just call your Uncle Yu and your father." Shen Zhihuan nodded with a smile.

Compared to Wu Dashan, Yu Jingyan and her man are obviously more reliable.

Seeing Shen Zhihuan teaching the child as if no one was around, Shen Zhilan was almost furious.

But when she thought of Shen Zhihuan's suggestion to call the police, she became dispirited again.

"I agree to pay for Daya's medical treatment." Shen Zhilan said almsgivingly.

Although Shen Zhilan had never been to school, she knew...

The lesser of two evils.

"Sister, brother-in-law, do you need money for her medical expenses?" Shen Zhihuan looked at Shen Zhimei and Yang Zhongyi.

The couple shook their heads subconsciously.

They didn't intend to let them pay.


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