Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 1260 The Richest Woman, Jin, is as Clear-Hearted as Autumn Frost (Extra Chapter 4)

Once Ms. He was sent back to China, she lost contact with Su Wan Ning. She had originally planned to play the victim and ask Su Wan Ning for help, but unfortunately, her plan backfired.

Faced with the extraordinary changes that have taken place in Jiangcheng over the past decade, she felt bewildered and helpless. Some landmark buildings still stand in the city center, allowing her to find some memories of the past, but her main feelings were unfamiliarity and fear.

Ms. He is 65 years old this year. She is finding it difficult to find a suitable job and does not want to look for a job. Her survival problem urgently needs to be solved.

She first went to her brother's house. Yes, she has a brother, but after having a meal at her brother's house, she was kicked out by her nephew.

Her brother passed away a few years ago, and even if he were still alive, he wouldn't be able to care about his sister's life or death.

“Aunt, my father said until his death that the He family had not raised you well. You can’t be so heartless. You didn’t even care about your own daughter. In the end, the relatives had to chip in to pay for Zhao Xi’s medical expenses. We’re only grateful that we didn’t ask you to pay back the money.”

You can't expect me, a nephew from your own family, to take care of you in your old age, can you? I still have my parents-in-law and my mother to support. There's no such logic in this world!

Hearing her nephew's complaints, Ms. He kept her head down and remained silent. If she were living a privileged life abroad, her nephew's words wouldn't have affected her at all; she would only feel that she had done the right thing.

Unfortunately, she is not doing well, so she inevitably regrets that she went too far back then.

"My uncle didn't make it to his release from prison. He suddenly fell ill eight years ago and passed away."

Upon hearing that her husband had died, Ms. He felt some sadness, but not much emotion.

If Zhao Kaiji hadn't secretly transferred money to his lover behind her back, leaving her penniless, she wouldn't have abandoned her daughter.

"You look pitiful. Zhao Chi is still inside and can't take care of you in your old age. Go find Zhao Xi; maybe she'll forgive you. But she's having a hard time too, so don't go too far or you'll cause a complete rift between mother and daughter."

"What? Zhao Xi is still alive?"

He Fu, the nephew of the He family, was so angry at these words that he almost laughed.

"Does the mother wish her daughter were dead?"

"No, no, I'm just so surprised."

He Fu looked at his aunt's wide smile, and she seemed quite happy, but was she truly happy that her daughter was alive?

When it comes to paying medical expenses, they'd rather Zhao Xi were dead.

But now that she's fallen on hard times, she probably just wants Zhao Xi to be able to support her.

"Fuzi, quickly tell your aunt where Zhao Xi lives? What's her phone number?"

At Ms. He's pleading, He Fu revealed Zhao Xi's whereabouts.

"Fuzi, give your aunt another 20,000 yuan. Consider it a loan from your aunt. I'll pay you back when I have the money."

He Fu rolled his eyes. Did he think he was stupid?

“My dad paid 40,000 yuan for Zhao Xi’s hospital expenses back then, but Zhao Xi didn’t pay back a single penny. I heard last time that she hooked up with a rich guy and has a little money.”

And the relatives on Zhao's side didn't receive a single penny either, nor did they come to visit us. They're heartless.

"Since we're aunt and niece, here's two hundred yuan for your bus fare. Don't come asking us for money again, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

He Fu put the money in her hand and slammed the door shut, leaving Ms. He alone outside, grumbling about her nephew's family.

But she didn't care about that now. She took a taxi directly to the address. It was more than 100 kilometers away and took an hour and a half.

Good heavens, the taxi fare was 184 yuan. She reluctantly handed the money to the driver.

"It's too expensive."

The driver was still unhappy.

"I didn't overcharge you. I even waived the highway toll for you since you're a senior citizen. If you think it's too expensive, you can take the bus or subway a few more times."

She didn't dare to talk back, got out of the car, and was stopped at the entrance of the residential area.

After waiting for several hours, it was 11 p.m. before Zhao Xi finally returned.

In her middle age, Zhao Xi wore heavy makeup, reeked of alcohol, and had a numb expression on her face.

Ms. He initially disliked this woman, finding her appearance disrespectful.

The security guard stopped the woman and said to her, "Zhao Xi, this person is looking for you. She says she's your mother."

As the security guard approached, he whispered, "Is this your stepmother who ran off with the money and abandoned the person in a vegetative state?"