Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 113 Deviation (35)

Zhou Yan was taken aback: "Third Uncle, this..."

"Fang Tianqi, see the guest out," Zhou Rang said coldly.

Fang Tianqi immediately stepped forward and gestured for Zhou Yan to enter.

Zhou Yan's face darkened.

He has been managing Huimei since it opened three years ago.

Although Huimei, as a business owned by the Zhou family, started from a high level and had no shortage of money or connections, and has been doing well since its opening, every plan, whether in daily operations or marketing, has been carefully crafted by Zhou Yan and his team over the past few years.

Now that they're preparing for nationwide expansion, Uncle San dismissed him with a simple "I don't value customer feedback," clearly just trying to reap the benefits.

Zhou Yan felt both aggrieved and angry, and couldn't help but say, "Third Uncle, I'm not convinced! Although Huimei is a business under the Zhou family, I built it up from scratch. I haven't done anything wrong, so why are you removing me from my position?"

Zhou Rang looked at him coldly: "On what grounds? On the grounds that I am now in charge of the Zhou family. I am not discussing this with you, but informing you."

Zhou Yan: "..."

As Zhou Yan walked out of Building 2, he was seething with anger.

He had hoped to use his achievements at Huimei to squeeze into a higher level of the Zhou family's management circle and gradually enter the center of power, but today he was inexplicably dismissed and even criticized, returning to square one.

He felt incredibly frustrated, wondering if he had somehow offended his third uncle.

Upon arriving at the parking lot, Zhou Yan got into the car, while Yan Zhen was playing games in the passenger seat.

Seeing his unpleasant expression, Yan Zhen teased, "What's wrong? Did you step in dog poop on the street? You look so awful."

Zhou Yan frowned: "Shut up, don't mess with me!"

Sensing his bad mood, Yan Zhen instinctively knew it was related to Zhou Rang. She turned off the game and said, "I'm just concerned about you. Why don't you appreciate it? What happened? You think you can be bullied in the Zhou family?"

Zhou Yan didn't want to say anything, but he suddenly remembered the scene when Yan Zhen fell in the council hall and his third uncle helped her up.

Uncle San has never cared about the younger generation of the main family, so why did he go over to help her up when she fell?

They not only helped her up, but also asked her about her affairs.

Could it be that Uncle San knows her?

Upon thinking of this, Zhou Yan didn't answer but asked instead, "Do you know your third uncle?"

"We know each other."

Zhou Yan was taken aback. Something flashed through his mind, but before he could grasp it, Yan Zhen added, "Didn't you introduce her to me tonight?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

He rolled his eyes at Yan Zhen's earnest and innocent gaze.

It's he who thinks too much.

How could Third Uncle possibly know someone like Ming Yiwei, who comes from a humble background?

Considering that she didn't know when she had offended her third uncle, and that before Ming Yiwei gave birth to the child, the two of them still had to go back to the old house for holidays.

To prevent her from rashly worsening her third uncle's impression of her branch of the family, Zhou Yan warned, "My third uncle has removed my management authority at Huimei. He has a strange temper, so you should avoid him if you see him in the future."

Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow.

It really was Zhou Rang who did it.

Complaining really works.

"it is good."

The next day, Yan Zhen slept until he naturally woke up.

Zhou Yan had already left the house; only she and the nanny were at home.

She had just gotten up when the nanny brought in a package: "Madam, your package."

Yan Zhen took it and saw that the sender's field was blank.

What is this?

She opened the packaging, inside were several bottles of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Each bottle had a printed label indicating the usage, dosage, and precautions.

Although the sender is unknown, Zhou Rang was the only person who was so careful that he didn't dare to write the note by hand to avoid causing her trouble and who cared about her injury.

Yan Zhen thought of something and quickly walked to the monitoring room. Sure enough, there was a low-key luxury car parked next to the green belt not far away.

The items were delivered personally by Zhou Rang.

He's really bold; he dared to stake out his nephew's house in broad daylight and try to seduce his nephew's wife.

Yan Zhen pretended not to notice anything, accepted the gift, tidied up, and went out to buy a cell phone.

She noticed that not long after she left, the understated luxury car quietly followed her.

Not long after turning on her new phone, Ming Yirong called to say that her mother was in the hospital and asked her to come over.

Yan Zhen sighed after hanging up the phone.

She knew without even thinking why Ming's mother was hospitalized.

Her kidney disease can be controlled as long as she takes her medication and undergoes dialysis on time.

The reason she now needs to be hospitalized is either because her father doesn't care about her life or her health, taking away her dialysis money every week, which has worsened her condition and forced her to be hospitalized.

Either the couple realized their daughter was disobedient and was showing signs of only fulfilling their obligations without showing any affection, so they panicked and conspired to force her to appear by having her hospitalized.

It must have been tough for the original owner of this body to have such a bloodsucking father and a clueless mother.

Yan Zhen took a taxi to the hospital and went to the inpatient department according to the address given by Ming Yirong.

Ming's mother was in a six-person ward. When Yan Zhen entered the ward, Ming's mother was sitting on a chair next to her receiving an IV drip. Ming's father and Ming Yirong each occupied one side of the bed, one playing games and the other watching short videos.

"mom."

Upon seeing her arrive, the three members of the Ming family displayed different expressions.

Ming's father glanced at her, ignored her, and continued scrolling through short videos.

Ming's mother remained silent, and the aggrieved expression that Yan Zhen was familiar with reappeared on her face.

Ming Yirong immediately sat up, his smile somewhat ingratiating: "Weiwei, where have you been all this time? I haven't been able to get in touch with you."

Yan Zhen said calmly, "He went out to collect folk songs—what happened? Why is he in the hospital?"

"Sigh, it's just an old problem."

"what did the doctor say?"

Ming Yirong subconsciously looked at his father.

Ming's father gave him a subtle wink, and Ming Yirong jumped off the hospital bed: "Let's go outside and talk, let's go outside and talk."

When the brother and sister reached the corridor, Ming Yirong whispered, "The doctor recommended surgery, and Mom agreed. It's just the cost of the surgery..."

"What surgery?"

Ming Yirong quickly touched his nose, his eyes somewhat unfocused: "It's a kidney surgery."

"What aspect is being addressed? Kidney removal or a kidney transplant?"

Ming Yirong stammered, "The doctor's explanation was very complicated, with a lot of technical terms. How could I possibly remember them all..."

"I'll ask."

As she turned to look for the attending physician, Ming Yirong quickly stopped her, saying, "The attending physician is busy. You don't need to worry about these things. Let's discuss the surgery fee instead."

Yan Zhen looked at his clumsy acting and easily exposed lies, suppressing the urge to sneer: "Oh? How much money do you need?"

“The surgery will cost around 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. Before and after the surgery, you will need to take medication, recuperate, and stay in the hospital. All in all, it will cost about 700,000 yuan.” Ming Yirong rubbed his hands together. “You know our family’s situation. We can’t afford this amount. Could you ask your brother-in-law to pay for it first? We will pay him back when we have the money.”

Yan Zhen caught a glimpse of a tall, imposing figure at the corner of the corridor not far away. Then she saw Ming's father walking to the door of the ward, peeking in this direction. An idea of ​​using someone else to do her dirty work came to her mind.

“Brother, I can’t do anything about it.” Yan Zhen raised her voice slightly. “I’m going to divorce Zhou Yan. He won’t give me any more money.”

Before Ming Yirong could say anything after she said that, her father strode over and shouted, "Divorce? Are you out of your mind? Where are you going to find a husband this rich again after the divorce?"