Fu Hongfang’s eyes spun rapidly as she said loudly, "What’s on the ID card doesn’t count; it has to match the household register."
Meng Chuyue smirked, "When I changed my household register last year, I had the staff fill in my birth date from my ID card. If you don’t believe me, I can show you the household register."
She went back to the bedroom and rummaged through a handbag in the wardrobe for a while before handing over the household register with a dark red cover to Meng Yinhua to see.
She only dared to give it to Meng Yinhua.
Although Meng Yinhua was no longer like he was in his previous life, where he would stand against the entire Meng Family to defend her rights at Meng Wanhua’s request, his moral bottom line was not that low.
He wouldn’t hold onto her household register.
As Meng Yinhua opened the household register to check Meng Chuyue’s birthday, Meng Lixing, Meng Jinhua, and Zhao Tianzhi all crowded around him, trying to seize the opportunity to snatch the register away.
Meng Yinhua’s so-called inspection was just for show.
With quick eyes and hands, he returned the household register to Meng Chuyue and blocked the others, saying, "You all don’t need to look. Chuyue’s birthday in the household register is indeed the First of June. Even if it isn’t, she’ll be eighteen in just a few days, which doesn’t affect the distribution of the property. Moreover, Wanhua’s will was crystal clear – aside from the forty thousand yuan that my brother and I owe her, which we will pay back to our parents later, all the rest belongs to Chuyue. We don’t have any property that needs to be divided with Chuyue, and there is nothing for us to do. As for Lin Youdong, let alone the possibility he’s not Chuyue’s biological father, even if he is, he has no right to make decisions for her and give up the inheritance. The remarks he made just now don’t count."
Meng Yinhua was one of the first people from Xiaoliu Village to go out and work. He had the courage, and naturally, his mind, insight, and eloquence were not bad.
He didn’t know that the Lin family was plotting against Meng Chuyue’s kidney.
But he had a very simple yet realistic thought: Lin Youdong had never cared whether Meng Chuyue lived or died before, but now that she had grown up and didn’t need any care, he was overly eager to please her, surely with ill intent.
Lin Youdong must be eyeing Meng Chuyue’s beauty, wanting to use her marriage to gain benefits.
Not to mention Meng Chuyue didn’t want to go back now; even if she did, he would discourage her.
The Meng Family thought Meng Yinhua was foolish.
Why was he protecting Meng Chuyue?
Wouldn’t he want a share of Meng Wanhua’s considerable inheritance?
And Meng Chuyue was also foolishly naive – with the Lin family being so wealthy, they offered her a life of luxury, and yet she was unwilling to go.
After a long silence, Zhao Tianzhi came up with another idea, "Chuyue, I believe you when you say Lin Youdong isn’t your biological father. Otherwise, you wouldn’t forgo the good life with the Lin family. But Chuyue, you are only eighteen this year, how can you live on your own? Better come back with us. Look, your brother Aihua and Uncle Zhao came here, and they mean that as long as you’re willing, as soon as your mother’s mourning period is over, you can get married right away. After that, you and Aihua can manage the new small restaurant they opened in town, and live a harmonious and happy life."
After Zhao Tianzhi finished speaking, except for the increasingly grim-faced Meng Yinhua and the schadenfreude of Meng Jingfen, everyone else echoed in agreement.
Zhao Aihua, with a flushed face, said, "Chuyue, I’ll definitely treat you well in the future, the home will be yours, and I’ll listen to all you say."
Meng Chuyue had become even more beautiful after coming to Hai City, surpassing even the stars on television and in movies. Zhao Aihua was completely captivated.
Meng Chuyue kept her eyes downcast and said nothing until they had all finished speaking. Then she lazily got up, went to the doorway, and raised her voice slightly to affectionately call out, "Ah Ci, come out for a moment."
She was in her mourning period and couldn’t go to Shen Ci’s house, so she could only call out from the doorway.
Shen Ci and Qin Weilan had been listening to the commotion from the Meng Family all this time from the living room of their house.