Chapter 3230 - 3230 How Is It Possible?
Reincarnation Of The Businesswoman At School
3230 How Is It Possible?
âSince I already know, I will be honest with you. I wonât help you with anything again. Iâll only give you a monthly allowance as usual, but itâs just for you. If you give the money to Wang Xiangyang, you will have to bear the consequences on your own. I wonât care about you.â
Although two thousand yuan wasnât a lot, it was enough for Old Mrs. Wang to live alone. Therefore, Wang Yiming wouldnât give her more. After all, he had his own family to support.
Anyway, Old Mrs. Wang wasnât his biological mother, it was already very nice of him that he was willing to do that.
Even if Old Mrs. Wang was his biological mother, most people wouldnât want to look after her given her behavior!
If Old Mrs. Wang treated him well, he would regard her as his biological mother even though she wasnât.
Blood connection wasnât that important. Their relationship was more important.
Hearing Wang Yimingâs words, Old Mrs. Wang was stunned.
Wang Yiming was aware that he wasnât her biological son? How did he find out? Did Wang Xiangyang leak it?
Thinking of that, Old Mrs. Wang abruptly turned to look at Wang Xiangyang. Wang Xiangyang was surprised and didnât know why his mother stared at him like that.
âWhatâs wrong?â asked Wang Xiangyang.
Old Mrs. Wang said nothing, but angrily replied to Wang Yiming. âWho told you that? Itâs ridiculous.â
She refused to admit it, because she would be doomed if she did that.
âSomeone sent me a voice recording of your conversation with Wang Xiangyang. You said it on your own. Itâs useless even if you deny it now,â Wang Xiangyang said coldly.
âWhat? A voice recording? Who gave you that? Why does it even exist?â asked Old Mrs. Wang. She knew little about technology, so she couldnât accept it.
Even if it really existed, she really hated the person who did that.
âItâs not important. Anyway, itâs useless even if you deny it now,â Wang Yiming said, then hung up on Old Mrs. Wang.
âYouâ¦â Old Mrs. Wang was furious.
âMom, what happened?â asked Wang Xiangyang.
âWang Yiming knows that he isnât my biological son,â Old Mrs. Wang said, feeling helpless.
âWhat?â Wang Xiangyang was astonished. âHow did he find out?â
âHe said someone gave him a voice recording of our conversation. He found out from that,â Old Mrs. Wang said.
âWhat? Someone has a voice recording of our conversation?â Wang Xiangyang was angry. He was young, so he knew more about technology than his mother. He understood that it was possible, so he said in a voice thick with hatred, âWang Yiming must have been suspicious of us long ago. He must have paid a hacker to listen to our calls.â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Old Mrs. Wang was shocked.
âWhatâs a hacker? How can they hear our conversation?â asked Old Mrs. Wang. She believed that only the two of them could listen to each other. How could another person hear their conversation?
âItâs due to technology. A hacker can get a lot of information using a computer,â Wang Xiangyang said.
âReally? I canât believe it.â Old Mrs. Wang was amazed.
âItâs not important. What should we do now? If he doesnât help me, do we have to sell the house?â Wang Xiangyang was irritated. He was really unwilling to sell the house. Although this house was old, it was near the city center.
âWhat can I do? We can only ask your uncle,â Old Mrs. Wang said in annoyance.
Upon hearing her mention Zhao Shanchuan, Wang Xiangyang was excited. âCan we borrow the money from uncle?â
âItâs a hundred thousand yuan, not ten thousand yuan. Your uncle doesnât have so much money. Even if he does, he wonât lend it to us,â Old Mrs. Wang said in annoyance. She knew her younger brother very well.
She dared to force Wang Yiming to satisfy her needs using moral coercion, but Zhao Shanchuan was her biological younger brother, unlike Wang Yiming wasnât her biological son, so she cared about Zhao Shanchuanâs feelings.
âWhy? Iâm his biological nephew. Could he be so cold-blooded too?â Wang Xiangyang said unhappily. He felt that his uncle should help him since they were relatives.
âShut up, how could you judge your uncle like that? Hasnât your uncle helped you enough?â Old Mrs. Wang snapped at Wang Xiangyang. She was grateful to Zhao Shanchuan for helping them, but wasnât grateful to Wang Yiming. Instead, she took Wang Yimingâs help for granted.
Afterwards, she added. âI can ask him whether he can lend us some.â
Even if they could borrow some from Zhao Shanchuan, it wouldnât be enough, because they didnât have any savings. They needed someone who could lend a hundred thousand yuan to them.
Old Mrs. Wang called Zhao Shanchuan, but didnât say that she wanted to borrow money from him right away. At first, she told Zhao Shanchuan that Wang Yiming had found out that he wasnât her biological son, and that Wang Yiming would only give her a monthly allowance in the future. He wouldnât help them with other things.
Saying that, Old Mrs. Wang was extremely displeased. She felt that Wang Yiming was too cold-blooded.
However, she never realized that her actions made Wang Yiming treat them like that.
âWhat? Wang Yiming already knows? How is that possible?â Zhao Shanchuan was also surprised, but he quickly accepted it because he knew that Wang Yiming would find out sooner or later.
Even if Wang Yiming didnât know, he must have had doubts.
âHe said someone sent him a voice recording of my conversation with Xiangyang. Xiangyang believes that he must have been suspicious of us long ago, so he paid a hacker to listen to our calls,â Old Mrs. Wang said. There was still dissatisfaction in her tone.
Zhao Shanchuan felt it was extremely funny. âI told you not to exploit Wang Yiming too badly, but you wouldnât listen. Now the secret has been exposed and he wonât care about you. You deserve it!â
Honestly, Zhao Shanchuan felt no sympathy for Old Mrs. Wang, because she deserved it.
He had reminded her to be careful many times, but she never took it seriously.
âIt has already happened now. How can you still blame me? Help me deal with it!â Old Mrs. Wang was quite irritated when Zhao Shanchuan criticized her.
âIsnât it your fault? Did you take it seriously when I reminded you to be careful? You only call me when youâre in trouble. I can do nothing about it. You can deal with it by yourself.â Zhao Shanchuan was mad, so he hung up on Old Mrs. Wang even before she could ask him for money.