Chapter 33: The Girl didn’t lie to Her.

Chapter 33

As dusk fell, the streets bustled with people.

Ling Yue carried the vegetables she had just bought from the market, walking down the narrow, winding alley. Before she reached home, she heard arguing coming from inside. She quickened her pace, walked into the yard, and saw a fat aunt arguing with Granny Xu.

"We signed a contract and paid three months' rent plus a security deposit. How can you go back on your word and make us move out?" Granny Xu argued, her face flushed.

"This is my house. If I want you to move out, you have to move out. As for your rent, deposit, and breach penalty, I'll pay you every cent," the fat aunt said uncompromisingly. Someone had given her 10,000 RMB, so how could she pass up the chance to make money? Besides, it's not like she couldn't rent out the house after they left.

Ling Yue walked up to the fat aunt, her gaze cold as it fell on the woman's face. "Someone paid you to drive us out, didn't they?" CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

The fat aunt looked at Ling Yue in surprise. "How did you know?"

"How much did they give you?" Ling Yue had already guessed who was sabotaging them. It must be Yang Xiner, furious that she had hit Ling Meng and wanting to teach her a lesson. Of course, this was just an appetizer. If these were the extent of Yang Xiner's tactics, she would never have become the current matriarch of the Ling family.

Yang Xiner was originally an orphan with no parents. She managed to seduce Ling Tianzheng and got together with him while the original hostess was pregnant with the original host.

She deliberately befriended the original hostess and told her about her affairs with Ling Tianzheng. She deliberately let the original hostess see her being intimate with Ling Tianzheng, nearly causing her to miscarry the original host.

This was why the original hostess grew depressed after giving birth to the original host and eventually died of depression. Not only did Yang Xiner feel no remorse, she moved in and gave birth to another son for Ling Tianzheng, firmly establishing her position as matriarch in the Ling family.

Facing Ling Yue's sharp gaze, the fat aunt inexplicably felt a hint of panic. She swallowed and took a few steps back. "They gave me 10,000 RMB."

Ling Yue sneered. "Did you think that 10,000 RMB would cure your son's illness?"

"How did you know my son is sick?" The fat aunt looked at Ling Yue in shock. This was the first time they had met today.

"Auntie, don't be sad. Your son will definitely get better," another patient's family member consoled her. Everyone in the ward knew her situation and deeply sympathized.

The fat aunt nodded gratefully to everyone. She raised her hand and looked at her palm, hoping it would really work.

She slowly pressed her palm to her son's forehead, feeling a flash of heat. But the heat came and went quickly before she could react.

Drawing back her hand, the fat aunt stared blankly at it. She did feel a flash of heat, didn't she? Or was it her imagination?

"Mom..." A hoarse, feeble voice sounded in the fat aunt's ears.

The fat aunt looked at her son on the bed incredulously, her eyes full of excitement. "Dayou...you're awake..." Her voice quivered with emotion. Dayou had been unconscious for days. The doctor told her he needed surgery urgently or he could die. That was why she had been desperately raising money these past few days.

Dayou nodded weakly. "I'm thirsty..."

"I'll get you some water." Tears streamed unstoppably down the fat aunt's cheeks. The girl didn't lie to her. Her son was awake.

After wetting Dayou's lips with a cotton swab, she said, "I'll go get the doctor."

The doctor soon arrived in the ward and, after a series of tests, could barely believe the results. "Li Dayou has no major issues anymore. Keep him for observation a few days, and if nothing happens, he can be discharged."

"Thank you, doctor!" The fat aunt was overjoyed. Her son was cured, really cured. That girl was too amazing. She had to properly thank her.

Everyone in the ward also congratulated the fat aunt when they heard the doctor's words.

The fat aunt happily chatted and laughed with them. Now that her son was well, she could finally relax.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open. A mean-looking middle-aged woman walked in, her gaze falling directly on the fat aunt.