Chapter 4888 The abandoned old lady: Make the white-eyed wolf regret (47)

Naturally, Qian Yan didn't reply to Jiang Wanhong's essay. He glanced at it and closed it.

As for blessings during the New Year and holidays, she would simply reply.

Precisely because she did not ignore it completely, Jiang Wanhong and others always held some expectations in their hearts. In their view, no matter what, they are the children of the old lady. As long as the connection is not completely broken, one day, she will give them the money in her hand.

Regardless of whether it was before or after her death, the contact could not be cut off. The old lady had to remember that she still had several children.

Qian Yan went to travel across the country, and Jiang Wanhong and the others couldn't do anything to get in front of her.

Qian Yan here is also true to her word. After Jiang Siwen's birthday, whether it is the New Year or the birthdays of those juniors, she will not give a penny in red envelopes.

No matter how dissatisfied they are in their hearts, they don't dare to say a bad word on the surface. They have to greet her during the holidays, okay?

Qianyan's circle of friends is updated every day, with many updates a day, covering food, clothing, housing and transportation. Some of them have been seen by Jiang Wanhong and others, and some are beyond their imagination.

"This old lady really knows how to play. I have never been to such a high-end place. Wherever I go, I stay in hotels for tens of thousands of nights." Cheng Surong said sourly while scrolling through her circle of friends, "Every time I stay in a place, I basically stay in a hotel. Staying for a week costs more than 10,000 yuan a night, and one week is close to 100,000 yuan. It’s too luxurious.”

"My monthly salary is barely 10,000 yuan." Cheng Surong became more and more sour as she talked, and she couldn't even eat the food in front of her. "She could just give me 10,000 yuan a month. For her, that's It’s just one day’s room rate.”

Jiang Wanhong was eating happily, but when he heard Cheng Surong talking about this, he put down the bowl heavily, said with a long face: "We are eating, can you stop talking about this after eating? I was eating It was very good, but now I have completely lost my appetite." Didn't he want these?

What's the use of keeping mumbling about it?

The old lady was so hard-hearted that she was not willing to give them a dime.

Jiang Wanhong had regretted it for a long time. He knew that the old lady still had such an opportunity. He had promised to take good care of her, but the opportunity had been missed. What was the use of saying this?

Now I pray that the old lady will stop being angry one day and give them a little bit.

Or they can only wait until the old lady dies before they have a chance to divide the property.

No matter what it is, you can only wait. Who knows when the old lady will figure it out, and who knows whether the old lady will live a long life?

"Why are you angry at me?" Cheng Surong also straightened her face, "You eat yours and I say mine. If you don't like to hear it, just cover your ears. If you insist on listening, it won't make you feel good. It's none of my business. thing?"

"I'm eating here, and you're mumbling next to me, how can I not hear you? You said it lightly, but you want me to cover my ears while eating? Since you don't eat well, why don't you go outside and talk? You have to be there If you say this at the dinner table, isn't it sincerity that makes people unable to eat?" Jiang Wanhong's voice rose and his appearance became a little fierce.

Cheng Surong was not afraid. She said loudly: "You can't listen to yourself and go out to eat with a bowl in hand. Why should I go out and say it? You can't listen. That's your problem. What does it have to do with me? If you don't want to eat, don't eat. I made this meal, so why don’t you eat it?”