He Rongchang still disagreed, "But we can’t deceive people, can we?"
He Qiaozi’s tears streamed down, "But we really have no other choice, do we? In the worst case... can we give the noodle shop back to her afterward?"
Meng Chuyue felt as if ten thousand crows were flying over her head, "..."
So, the Xiao Chen they were talking about was the genius boy He Chen, whom she had once helped?
In her past life, while recuperating in the hospital after a kidney surgery, she happened to overhear a nurse lamenting that the genius boy He Chen, who had a heart condition, was about to give up his life because he couldn’t gather enough money for his surgery. On a whim of compassion, she had offered fifty thousand to cover the rest of his surgery fee.
In fact, her actions weren’t entirely out of kindness.
At that time, she always thought she would suddenly die without hope for a cure and was worried that her assets would end up in the hands of those undeserving. She had written a will early on, stating that her estate would be d to charity upon her death.
Whether it was donating to someone else or to He Chen, it was all the same, so she did it without hesitation.
He Chen’s surgery was very successful, and his grandmother and mother had sincerely thanked her several times.
However, she had never seen He Qiaozi and He Rongchang there and hadn’t connected them together.
Unexpectedly... was He Rongchang’s kindness to her in her past life not a scheme, but gratitude?
Meng Chuyue sighed in her heart, turned back, and said to Shen Ci, who was still in the car watching her, "I’d like to go home to get some things. Are you going home? If so, shall we go together?"
Shen Ci was puzzled by her behavior just now and wanted to ask her about it, but unfortunately had no right to, so he could only nod in silence, "Yes. Wait for me a moment, I’ll drive the car to the front of the community."
He Qiaozi hadn’t noticed Meng Chuyue earlier.
It was only when Meng Chuyue walked over with Shen Ci that she saw her.
Hesitating a moment, she called out, "Meng Chuyue, hey, are you Meng Chuyue?"
Meng Chuyue nodded indifferently, "I am. May I ask who you are...?"
"... I’m the ex-wife of He Weiguo, you know He Weiguo, right?"
"I know, my stepfather. So what do you want with me?"
He Qiaozi’s face displayed a mix of guilt and forced composure, "...uh, can we find a place to talk in detail?"
Meng Chuyue remained calm, "Let’s go to my place."
He Qiaozi, seeing how agreeable Meng Chuyue was, joyfully pulled the still reluctant He Rongchang to follow.
Arriving at the third floor where her home was, Meng Chuyue took out her keys and smiled at the complicated-looking Shen Ci, "You go home first, I’ll come find you later."
Shen Ci knew by her saying this that she didn’t want him involved, and he nodded.
Inside the apartment, members of the Meng family were either lying on the bed, the sofa, or on the floor mats... groaning and lamenting.
They hadn’t expected Meng Chuyue to be so capable of fighting.
Their previous plans had all become ineffective.
It seemed that to subdue her, they would have to drug her...
But since she had just left, they had no opportunity to drug her.
Suddenly seeing Meng Chuyue return and with two people at that, they surrounded them in a panic: Could these be people coming to view the house?
To dare to want a house where someone had died, these people really had guts.
Meng Yinhua didn’t recognize He Qiaozi, but recognized He Rongchang.
While He Weiguo was alive, he often invited him over for drinks, and He Rongchang would frequently bring gifts, having met several times.
Surprised, he asked, "Rongchang? What brings you here?"
Was he here to offer condolences upon hearing of Meng Wanhua’s death?
He Qiaozi was startled by the full house at Meng Chuyue’s place, but remembering Meng Wanhua had just passed away, it made sense for relatives and friends to be there, and she slowly calmed down.
However, because there were many people, she didn’t dare to make more trouble, and directly took out a will: "This is the will of He Weiguo. It states that the noodle shop on Chaoyangxia Road should be left to his grandson, He Chen. We didn’t claim it back earlier because of Meng Wanhua’s pleading, but now that she’s gone, we’d like to take the noodle shop back."