Chapter 7
The girl's voice was neither salty nor dull, but it was like a sap, hitting Zhang Yunmei hard on the back of the head.

She was so angry that her forehead was congested and her whole body was shaking.

"you……"

Zhang Yunmei's chest heaved violently, and her face turned red and then pale.

Maybe she never thought that the girl would contradict her like this, and she couldn't utter a word after opening her mouth for a long time.

I don't know whether to be angry or blocked.

On the other side of the hospital bed, Lin Hongcai's face also became extremely ugly.

"Mo Yu, what are you talking about? Although your parents worked hard to create Mingcheng, your aunt and I also contributed. Even without your proxy equity, we still have [-]% of the original equity. Master, it's so ugly to speak."

"Besides, your parents' incident happened so suddenly back then. If your aunt and I hadn't taken over Mingcheng in time to stabilize the situation and don't say anything about Mingcheng, I'm afraid your whole family would belong to someone else now."

"Yes, I have treated you as my own for so many years. I have taken care of you so hard and treated you more dearly than my own daughter Miao Miao. Even if there is no credit, there must be hard work. In your mouth, even long-term workers are not as good as you. Do you have a conscience?"

At this time, the lady also came back to her senses, and pointed at the girl's nose, with disappointment and disbelief almost overflowing on her face.

Holding the hand of the girl on the hospital bed, she cried loudly.

"Jiaojiao, if you are conscious, just open your eyes and take a look. This is your own sister. At this time, she still only thinks about her own interests. I think she just wants you to die."

As she spoke, she sneered and stared at the girl.

"Mo Yu, don't think that I don't know what's going on in your mind. You just want to wait for Jiaojiao to die, and want to occupy the other half of the property left to her by your parents. Why are you so vicious? You even kissed yourself for money. I don't care about my sister's life."

Although the girl on the hospital bed was tormented by the illness, her mind was confused.

But the consciousness is still there, and he knows clearly what is happening around him.

At this time, she tried to open her closed eyes a little, and she saw the woman's anxious expression and caring eyes from the corner of her eye.

He looked at the girl's indifferent expression again, and happened to meet her gaze.

No waves, indifferent.

The girl's eyes trembled, a trace of resentment flashed in the dim eyes, and then she closed her eyes weakly.

The atmosphere in the room froze.

At this time, Lin Miaomiao, who had been standing by the side without speaking, spoke.

She was wearing a pure white pleated dress, standing out like an elegant and quiet lily, with a disapproving expression on her face.

"Mo Yu, we are all a family. Why are you so unfeeling? Mom is not too worried about Jiaojiao's condition, so she can't choose what to say. After all, she is our sister."

The girl glanced at her calmly, and said lazily, "Since you care about her so much, go and save her. Aren't you also related by blood?"

Hearing Mo Yu asking her to save someone, the girl's quiet and elegant expression almost couldn't hold back.

Having finished speaking, Mo Yu turned around and was about to leave without looking at the changing face of the other party.

Only halfway through, she stopped again, turned her head, and her indifferent eyes swept across the family of three in the room one by one.

He opened his mouth with a smile.

"By the way, uncle, aunt, after today, I'm already married, and have inherited my parents' inheritance. Therefore, in the future, I don't need uncle and aunt to work hard to keep the family business for us."

"Also, uncle..."

Her gaze fell on the man's face, staring into his eyes, and said word by word.

"The [-]% of the shares is the pension that my mother gave you free of charge because she pitied you for not having a serious job and feared that your family would starve to death. It is not because of how much you have contributed to Mingsheng."

"It's only been more than ten years. Uncle won't even forget these things."

"As for Jiaojiao's property..."

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(End of this chapter)

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