All of a sudden, Ling Yiran knew what they were up to. The only reason they called her over was to get her to pay the fees.
If she guessed it right, these people in front of her would have prepared what they were going to say.
Sure enough, once Old Man Lu finished, her first uncle immediately said, "Dad, we don't have any money. I don't even have the money for my son to get married. Otherwise, my Minghui’s wedding wouldn’t be dragged until now.”
"Yes, Dad, we don't have money!" Her second uncle also joined in immediately before bitterly turning his face to Ling Yiran.
"Yiran, if our family wasn’t poor, we wouldn’t have thought about marrying you into the Feng family.”
"So just because you're poor, you can marry me to a fool? Do you have the right to do so just because you’re poor?” Ling Yiran said coldly.
While her second uncle was frozen in place, her first uncle said with a look of dissatisfaction, "Your two cousins don't even have wives. They're responsible for carrying on the Lu family line. Your grandmother has always been so kind to you. Don't you want to repay her? Besides, you've been to prison. It’ll be nice if someone is willing to marry you!"
"Grandmother's the one who is good to me, not you. Why should I repay you with my body? " Ling Yiran was amused.
Some people would always be so selfish. They only thought about how others should give them, but never about what they had given others.
Ling Yiran just smiled coldly, still in silence.
Her third aunt gave her daughter a gentle sigh, then said to Ling Yiran, "Now that you have someone to back you up, that's your capability. Surely you are not short of money, so why don't you bear all your grandmother's medical expenses? Besides, we're always traveling to the hospital to accompany her. You should reimburse us for the trips and meals. Your grandmother needs people to help her eat, drink, and use the toilet, so we need to hire a caretaker for her as well. All this will probably cost 200,000 a year. If your grandmother’s medical bills increase again in the future, we’ll figure it out when the time comes.”
"Let's do it this way then," Old Man Lu concluded after her third aunt finished. "Yiran, transfer 200,000 into your first uncle's bank account later."
"I didn't agree to this," Ling Yiran said bluntly.
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