Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Closest to Getting Rich Overnight (2)

Jiang Xiaoman looked at Grandma and then at Uncle. No one was scolding her. Her flattened mouth finally relaxed a little, but she was still so scared she wanted to cry.

Yu Wencheng asked her, “Why can’t he take money from Uncle?

“Because… because the police uncle had already given him a reward.”

Jiang Xiaoman boldly continued. “Also, also my uncle is disobedient. Grandma always says that he has holes in his wallet, and he can’t take care of his money. He doesn’t come home and Grandma can’t find him.”

Jiang Xiaoman remembered that these were the words Jiang Xiumei told her when they talked about Jiang Xing when he wasn’t home.

Jiang Xiaoman wanted to play with her fingers again. Although the uncle in front of her was smiling, she felt a lot of pressure.

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It felt like… being asked a question by Teacher Tang, but she couldn’t answer.

Yu Wencheng was a little surprised.

The two adults in the family didn’t even say anything to her. He thought that children would not listen to this kind of conversation. Even if she listened and understood what they were talking about, being so young, where did she find such courage?

The little girl in front of him looked only around three or four years old. She was the same size as his son but was thinner and smaller. Her face was as big as his palm, and her eyes were like grapes dipped in water. They were clear and translucent, round and beautiful.

The people in the Jiang family looked thick and sturdy, he could see the similarity in Jiang Xiumei and Jiang Xing’s facial features. But this little girl already looked very pretty and delicate at such a young age. She was a little beauty, very cute and pretty as if there was a genetic mutation.

When Yu Wencheng looked at her, she dared to look back, unexpectedly not afraid.

Very brave.

Thinking about his son at home, Yu Wencheng couldn’t help but sigh.

If only he could be half as lively as this little girl.

Yu Wencheng grew to like Jiang Xiaoman more and earnestly said. “This money is enough for you to live well. Even if you don’t work in the future, you won’t have to worry about food and clothing.”

No one should be able to resist this temptation, right?

This family didn’t seem to be wealthy, so their life should’ve been very difficult. The little girl might be cute, but the clothes she was wearing had been patched here and there. This money should be something that she needed.

Yu Wencheng felt that he had done enough.

“That’s even worse.” Jiang Xiaoman originally refused just because of the task that the system gave her, but now she felt that they couldn’t receive it.

She anxiously said. “How could you give so much money? Uncle is already lazy, but won’t he be even lazier in the future? What if all the money was spent?”

Yes, no matter how much money there was, what would they do after it had all been spent?

Jiang Xiumei originally didn’t know what Jiang Xiaoman was going on about, but after hearing what she said, she was immediately enlightened.

Xiaoman made sense.

Jiang Xing was already uncontrollable, if he had money in his hands, wouldn’t he be away from home every day? And once the money was all spent, would they still have the cheeks to ask for more?

Even if you got a sudden windfall from the sky, how could it last if you didn’t work? Even a mountain of gold and silver will run out.

Jiang Xiumei already felt that her son never showed any effort, and she couldn’t tolerate it anymore this time. She immediately stood on Xiaoman’s side and loudly said, “Right right right. Xiaoman is right, we can’t accept your money. We already received the reward from the police, we couldn’t accept more.”

Yu Wencheng didn’t expect that they would listen to this child. He was stunned for a moment, but he didn’t insist. He asked, “Then what do you want? As long as it is within my means, I would do it.”

Jiang Xing caressed the bank card in his hand with a heavy heart. Originally, he didn’t think much about the thank you gift. But after Yu Wencheng said that he would be rich and free of worries, as an adult, he was still a bit moved.

But…

His mother was watching him, and his niece was watching him too.

Jiang Xing gritted his teeth and pushed the card back. “Don’t ask me, ask Xiaoman.”

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