Xia Wanfu was so shocked she could barely speak. She stared blankly at her phone, her face suddenly turning pale.
Her heart immediately chilled to the bone, but the person on the other end wouldn't let her off the hook.
"What's the difference between you and that ungrateful Xia Wantang? You're still her own sister!
Anyway, I don't care. If anything happens to your brother, you'll be responsible for cleaning up our family's mess!"
"Alright, old man, what nonsense are you spouting? It's all just blaming Chenchen himself. What's wrong with a few words from others? Why is he so impulsive?"
Xia Decai coughed incessantly from anger, making him even more enraged.
"Things have already happened... cough cough... so what can be done? The Xia family only has this one descendant... cough cough cough..."
"Shut up!" Xia Wanfu's earth-shattering roar immediately silenced the phone call.
She continued to yell, "Why should I care about him? Haven't I cared enough for him already? He's supposed to be the older brother! He makes me, his sister, send him money every day.
What right does he have to live in this world? He might as well die and be done with it. If the Xia family is left to him, it will be doomed sooner or later.
He can't even support himself, what can he do? I won't help him. I'd only help gather money to prevent you elders from being troubled by others.
But since you're so ungrateful, then I'll just stop caring. Your life or death is none of my business!"
After venting, Xia Wanfu hung up the phone directly and turned off her phone.
She could finally understand Xia Wantang's situation at that time.
If Mom and Dad were here... As the thought arose, her face turned even paler.
Recalling what her father had told her the last time she visited him in prison, she figured he would be the same as her grandfather.
In this world, only her mother had truly treated her well.
This phone call dispelled all her drowsiness. She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
After a while, her anger subsided, and her heart began to worry again.
She had no idea who that useless Xia Yichen had injured. If it was someone unreasonable and difficult from the village, wouldn't those two old people suffer?
Thinking about the mess Xia Yichen had made, she couldn't help but recall his childhood misdeeds.
It wasn't surprising that he could do something like this. Perhaps being reformed in prison would be a good thing.
She remembered one time returning to their hometown for Chinese New Year, he had gouged out the chicken's eyes, twisted its neck, and then thrown it into the well.
He had also thrown the family dog from the second floor.
A child had an argument with him, and he directly smashed the child's head open with a rock. Fortunately, the child was unharmed.
These events had left indelible shadows on her young heart. Although he was her own brother, she was genuinely afraid of him.
His personality was extremely twisted, with a tendency towards violence, like a ticking time bomb.
Xia Wanfu couldn't help but turn her phone back on. There were only two missed calls, both from the short number of her hometown.
Perhaps they didn't call again because she had turned off her phone.
But this matter still needed to be resolved. She stood by her word: she would pay for the damages, but as for legal responsibility, Xia Yichen had to bear it himself.
However, she only had less than fifty thousand yuan on her right now. Such compensation could easily run into hundreds of thousands, and she didn't even know how badly the person was injured. What should she do?
If there was absolutely no other way, she would have to borrow money.
At this moment, the short number from her hometown called again.
She took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.
Wang Juxiang choked up, "Hello, Wanfu. Don't be angry with Grandpa. He's old and confused, and he's just worried about your brother."
Xia Wanfu said, "I'll say it again, I can only help him pay the money. I can't do anything else. Don't think about asking me to beg anyone for help. My boyfriend and I have already broken up.
If you don't want me to lose my job, then stop having other ideas.
I only have fifty thousand yuan on me right now. I'll send it back later. If it's not enough, I'll go borrow the rest."
Wang Juxiang sighed and said, "You've been through so much. It's mainly your brother, he can't go to jail..."
"It's useless for you to tell me that. So, should the person he beat just accept it?" Xia Wanfu's emotions were on the verge of losing control again.
Wang Juxiang only cried without speaking. After thinking for a moment, she stammered, "We just received news that the person who was beaten... seems to have been admitted to the ICU. It costs over a thousand yuan a day! We have to bear the medical expenses, what are we going to do! There's also lost wages and compensation for emotional distress. It seems like a second-degree disability, requiring at least six or seven hundred thousand in compensation."
The person wasn't dead!
Xia Wanfu breathed a sigh of relief. If the person wasn't dead, then Xia Yichen would only have to serve a few years in prison at most.
She said with a headache, "Pay the medical fees first. I'll transfer the money back later. If it's not enough, you add some for now, and I'll pay you back when I borrow the money."
Although the Xia family had gone bankrupt, the two elders should still have hundreds of thousands. They had always been well-provided for by their descendants.
Of course, she wouldn't heartlessly covet the elders' retirement funds, but the situation was urgent now.
Wang Juxiang started crying in distress, her voice trembling, "My... and your grandfather's money, we... it's all gone..."
Xia Wanfu's expression changed slightly. She couldn't help but scold, "Are you senile? Now look, all the family fortune is gone."
It wasn't that she was disrespectful, she was simply too angry.
Wang Juxiang knew she was in the wrong and could only cry, unable to say anything.
Xia Wanfu angrily hung up the phone, a ball of rage stuck in her chest, unable to vent.
But no matter how angry she was, she had to send money home first. She kept only a thousand yuan for herself and sent the rest back.
Holding her phone, she had no idea whom to borrow money from.
But in this situation, she had to swallow her pride and call everyone in her contacts.
However, those people all said she was a big star and how could she be short of money? Moreover, she had a sister who married the richest man.
After going in circles, only Wu Jiajia lent her fifty thousand yuan, but that was just a drop in the bucket.
In her desperation, she had no choice but to call Xia Wantang.
Xia Wantang was taking a nap when she was woken up by this sudden call.
Her heart pounded, and she felt instantly energized.
She had received a text message from this unknown number before, saying she was Xia Wanfu.
Why was she calling at this time?
To ask if she was dead?
But she should have already seen the overwhelming news online!
Despite her hesitation, she still answered her call, perhaps remembering her seemingly concerned words from last time.
After the call was connected, Xia Wanfu seemed very agitated. She said urgently, "I have a very important matter to discuss with you. Lend me a million yuan, and I will return it to you within a year."
Xia Wantang never expected Xia Wanfu to ask her for money. But she shouldn't be short of money now, should she?
Not to mention her status as a big star, could Jiang Zexi not give her money to spend?
After making so many calls to borrow money, how could Xia Wanfu not guess Xia Wantang's thoughts?