Chapter 1290: I Had Not Borrowed Any Money From Your Parents

The air around was full of awkwardness for a moment.

Chen Lu gave several low coughs, blinking her eyes from time to time, as if thinking about how to answer.

It was almost a minute before she turned to look at He Xiyan again. And this time her tone was noticeably indifferent.

“Yanyan, what are you talking about? 310000 yuan? I haven’t borrowed any money from your parents.” Chen Lu directly denied.

Anyway, she haven’t borrowed that money.

He Xiyan sneered. She knew that her aunt would have such an attitude. This time, nevertheless, she would not give in.

“Aunt…” Her eyes were fixed on Chen Lu, “You don’t have to pretend like this. You borrowed the compensation for my father’s car accident. It’s been six years, and you had paid back not a single penny.”

He Xiyan stressed “not a single penny” especially. And her face turned red at this moment because of excitement and anger.

Chen Lu stood up at this time. After discarding her disguise, He Xiyan held the indifference and coolness on her face in her eyes.

“I’ll ask your uncle to come out, but I hadn’t borrowed any money from your parents anyway.” Chen Lu said coldly, and after saying that, she left the hall and went into the kitchen.

Only He Xiyan and her grandmother Wu Qihua were left in the hall.

Wu Qihua gave out a long sigh with helplessness visible in her eyes. She reached out a pair of hands covered with wrinkles, as if to hold her only niece in front of her.

But He Xiyan dodged a little when she was about to meet her.

“Grandma…” She called faintly.

For grandma, she long had no good feelings. Grandma was her own biological grandmother, however, she had serious son preference. When her mother got married, grandma received a sum of dowry. Rather than prepare any dowry for her mother, her grandma left it all to her uncle to marry her daughter-in-law. Later, her grandma often asked her mother for money on various excuses, saying that she was ill and that she wanted to buy endowment insurance or something. In a word, her grandma had only her uncle Lu Ziming in her heart, and had little affection for her mother. When her mother died, her grandmother did not seem very sad. She even did not attend her mother’s funeral for the reason that elders could see away the young.

Wu Qihua wiped her eyes, as if stuck in some kind of misery.

“Yanyan…” She called out her granddaughter’s pet name, and then took out a cloth bag from the pocket of her large cotton coat. The cotton coat was bought by He Xiyan’s mother, and also her best clothes.

Since her daughter died, no one had bought her new clothes and shoes, gifts and tonics, and no one would take care of her when she was ill. She also had another daughter and a son with a daughter-in-law, but her daughter married far north and came back only once a few years, while her son and her daughter-in-law were reluctant to take care of her in the hospital under the pretext of being busy.

Wu Qihua opened the small cloth bag and took out a lot of cash from it. She counted them all, 30 notes in total.

“Yanyan…” Wu Qihua handed the money over to He Xiyan. “Grandma has nothing for you. It’s a little money that I make from my handiwork this year. Take it as your living expenses. You should study hard, and try to find a good job after graduation, so that your mother can rest in heaven.”

He Xiyan looked at the pile of cash in grandma’s hand. She didn’t take it and wasn’t about to take it either.