Zhao Sulan was overjoyed: Now she wouldn’t have to worry about having nothing to give to her two daughters.
Hmm, she would just give each of them a string of jewelry necklaces tomorrow.
The reason Zhao Sulan started off so generously was that she feared she wouldn’t be able to send a second gift.
And sure enough, that was the case.
When Meng Chuyue and Zhao Xiaoxin accidentally received the gifts sent by Zhao Sulan, they immediately ordered the staff at Medicinal Food Hall not to casually accept gifts from others for them.
As for the gifts they had already received from Zhao Sulan, they didn’t send them back.
To give her the opportunity to speak to them?
After all, they were going to provide her with basic elderly care...
These gifts, they would accept.
When Lin Fangwei heard that Zhao Sulan’s gift was only sent once and could never be sent again, she was so frustrated that her teeth itched.
Seeing that the scar on Zhao Qingya’s face was fading more and more, she finally couldn’t help herself and took action.
She arranged for someone to seriously injure Zhao Sulan in an accident, and then she "coincidentally" passed by and "rescued" Zhao Sulan.
While Zhao Sulan was having surgery, she had the nurse call Meng Chuyue, "Hello, is this Meng Chuyue? Your mother, Zhao Sulan, has been in a car accident, and we are performing surgery on her now. Her condition is very serious; you should come quickly."
Fine, although not sure if it’s a conspiracy, she had to go.
Just for the sake of her own reputation.
Not only did Meng Chuyue go herself, but she also brought Zhao Xiaoxin along.
Zhao Xiaoxin also felt it was very likely a conspiracy, but she wasn’t afraid.
They now had plenty of money and could afford Zhao Sulan’s nursing care; whatever the case, they would simply spend a bit more to ensure Zhao Sulan was comfortably treated or recuperated.
Just like Meng Chuyue said, when it came to Zhao Sulan, as long as money could solve the problem, they would not be stingy and definitely solve it with money.
When Meng Chuyue met Zhao Sulan’s "savior," Li Fangwei, she understood everything.
It turned out it wasn’t Zhao Sulan’s conspiracy but Lin Fangwei’s.
But Lin Fangwei was truly ruthless, to go after Zhao Sulan like that.
After Meng Chuyue and Zhao Xiaoxin visited Zhao Sulan, they came out to thank Lin Fangwei together, "Thank you, Miss Li. We will certainly express our sincere gratitude."
Lin Fangwei quickly took the opportunity to bond with Meng Chuyue.
She said with a smile, "No need to mention it; anyone would have done the same."
Meng Chuyue smiled meaningfully, "That’s not necessarily true; many people don’t have a car and couldn’t have rescued her so promptly. All right, we will take care of things here, so there’s no need for Miss Li to be troubled any longer."
Actually, Lin Fangwei didn’t want to leave, but since both Meng Chuyue and Zhao Xiaoxin were there, she had no reason to stay. She awkwardly said, "Then I’ll head back first. I’ll come to visit Auntie when I’ve got time in the future."
"Yes, make sure you visit often; she will certainly be very grateful to her lifesaver."
Lin Fangwei felt Meng Chuyue’s words were somewhat sarcastic today, but thinking about Meng Chuyue’s disdain for Zhao Sulan, perhaps she hoped Zhao Sulan would die and was blaming herself for interfering. Lin Fangwei inwardly reveled in this thought.
However, her joy did not last long.
Because Meng Chuyue expressed her gratitude swiftly and forcefully.
Meng Chuyue’s expressions of gratitude were very practical, earning praise from most people; unfortunately, it wasn’t what Lin Fangwei wanted, and she even felt she had become a clown.
Meng Chuyue’s expressions of gratitude to Lin Fangwei had two parts.
The first was sending a thank-you letter and a banner to her school.
The banner was the largest one they could find, emblazoned with: Thanks to student Fangwei for her enthusiastic help, Grateful Person, Zhao Sulan.
The second was sending twenty boxes of high-quality fruit to her family.
It was only March according to the Solar Calendar, a time when fruits were not abundant.
High-quality fruits had soared to thirty yuan per pound, still scarce at any price, and Meng Chuyue sent over four hundred pounds all at once...
In terms of money, it wasn’t all that much, but it was full of sincerity.
Not only outsiders but even Li Feng was astonished.