After hearing that there would still be money for elderly support, she was somewhat tempted, but when she heard it would start only after she turned seventy, she was displeased again.
"Sixty. When I’m sixty, you should start giving me the elderly support money, or else, I don’t agree..."
"Alright!" Qin Ye agreed readily.
This took Liu Family by surprise.
But just as a smile started to form on her face, she heard the next words from her son, "Then, you have to give back the money Dad left me. At sixty, I’ll start giving you elderly support money, like those people in town... twenty yuan, I’ll give you the same amount."
Liu Family’s face turned dark instantly, "That money has already been spent."
Qin Ye sneered coldly, "It doesn’t matter if that money is gone. I can ask The Liangs for it, and if they don’t have money, they can write me an IOU. And if they don’t want to write one, I can just cripple your beloved son’s legs and count the money as his medical expenses." Original content can be found at noⅴelfire.net
At these words, Liu Family’s expression could hardly be described as merely unsightly.
Qin’s expression was icy, "Whether I dare or not, you’ll see."
After saying this, he strode out, which really panicked Liu Family.
She knew this debt-collecting ghost meant what he said, and if he really broke The Liangs’ son’s... her stepson’s legs, how could she live in The Liangs’ house afterward?
She feared not only the hatred of her stepson but also alienation from her husband, and worst of all... her torment of a mother-in-law would skin her alive.
She knew well how her mother-in-law adored her only grandson like the apple of her eye.
He caught up quickly, then reached out and grabbed him, "Don’t go. I agree to what you said."
Qin Ye looked down at her, "Are you sure?"
Liu Family glared at him, "I’m sure, just like you said before, you must give me elderly support money at seventy."
"Fine." Qin Ye immediately pulled out two pieces of paper from his pocket, "Sign your name here. One copy for me, one for you."
Liu Family, looking at the paper extended towards her, was stunned, then looked up at Qin Ye, "You had this prepared early?"
Qin Ye’s expression was calm, "Of course. Even if you didn’t come to me, I would have come to you. Now, don’t talk about anything else, just sign quickly."
Liu Family wasn’t illiterate, as she had studied a few books in her youth and could recognize the words on the paper.
She was very angry, yet she was powerless since that money wasn’t a small amount, including not only the compensation from the factory.
But also the money that wretch had saved on his own.
Adding it up... to put it crudely, even if Qin Ye paid the entire elderly support, it was plenty enough, and outsiders, knowing this, would only talk about her and The Liangs.
She gritted her teeth, then took the pen from his hand and quickly signed her name.
"Fine, you forget your mother when you have a wife. I hope you don’t come begging in the future, and I hope you keep your wife from running off with another man..."
After dropping these words, she quickly walked away.
Left behind, Qin Ye’s face turned ashen.
Was this his mother? How else could she be so unkind to see her own son prosper and even curse her own son?
He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger because he knew Rong Yan wasn’t that kind of person.
Just as he turned his head, he saw Rong Yan standing under the porch.
Qin Ye’s expression stiffened, "Don’t take what she just said to heart..."
Rong Yan looked towards him, "I’m not that kind of person."