"I'm not afraid......" Zhao Xinyue looked at Mrs. Zhao with a faint expression, "I'm not afraid of being poked in the back for those things you do, what am I afraid of?" Don't mention anything about getting pregnant out of wedlock, if I wasn't forced by you, would I have been able to take that step?

In this life, I didn't want to meet you again, but since I met today, let's make it clear, have you received the money I sent over the years? ”

"You...... When did you send me the money? Although she still denied it, this time, Mrs. Zhao's tone was not as rigid as before.

"That's it......" Zhao Xinyue smiled, "Since you didn't receive the ......" She turned her head to look at Han Yanhui, "Arrange for someone to go to the post office to check, and see who received the money, and then report it directly to the Public Security Bureau and arrest the person who impersonated it......" She counted with her fingers, "It adds up to more than seven thousand, can it be sentenced for several years?" ”

Han Yanhui said seriously: "It's no problem for more than five years. ”

Mrs. Zhao didn't know whether it was true or not, and looked at Jin Jialin reflexively,

Jin Jialin dared to dismantle Han Yanhui and Zhao Xinyue's platform at this time, and immediately nodded at Mrs. Zhao.

In an instant, Mrs. Zhao panicked: "I remember, every year before the Chinese New Year, I received a sum of money, sometimes three hundred, sometimes five hundred, all of which were received by Dequan, I almost forgot!" ”

"Is this old and forgetful?" Zhao Xinyue looked at her mockingly, "People who value money so much can forget about receiving money, hehe......"

Mrs. Zhao said confidently: "Just that little money, forget about it...... It's not normal to forget, if you send me a thousand eight hundred at a time, I can't forget it. ”

"Oh, it turns out that I think the money is too small, okay......" Zhao Xinyue nodded, "Then you don't have to send it in the future, anyway, you can't see that little money." ”

"No way!" Mrs. Zhao stood up anxiously, "You have to send it to me, you have to raise you so big, you have to give me money, or ...... Or I'll sue you. ”

Zhao Xinyue sighed twice and made a gesture to fulfill the other party: "Okay, you go and sue, I really won't send it to you." ”

Mrs. Zhao waved her hand again and again: "I...... I'm just casually talking, you are my daughter, how can I really sue you, okay, just as you said, send me the money every year before the Chinese New Year. ”

Zhao Xinyue nodded: "You won't appear in front of me again, right?" ”

"You ......" Old Lady Zhao, who had just wanted to count, collided with Han Yanhui's cold eyes, quickly swallowed back the words that were about to be spoken, nodded and agreed, "No...... does not appear. ”

Zhao Xinyue nodded again: "Okay, you have always known about my daughter's adoption by the Zong family, right?" ”

Old Lady Zhao looked up at Zong Bei, who was looking at her indifferently, and admitted, "I know." ”

"You won't appear in front of her, and you won't talk to others about your relationship with her, can you do it?"

Gritting her teeth, Mrs. Zhao agreed: "Yes." ”

"The most important thing is not to disturb Brother Zong and Sister-in-law Zong, over the years, people have fulfilled their responsibilities as parents for me and Ah Hui, if you come to the door again to make trouble, is it not as good as a pig and a dog?"

"You ......" After enduring it several times, Mrs. Zhao swallowed back those scolding words, but it did not prevent her from finally throwing Zhao Xinyue a white eyeball, and said, "I haven't been to Zong's house all these years!" ”