Chapter 679 - 709: Bringing Up the Siheyuan Again
Chapter 679: Chapter 709: Bringing Up the Siheyuan Again
Shen Xiaoya had no affection whatsoever for her nephew, Shen Feng.
Moreover, she had always suspected that Li Xiaomei had probably tricked her brother back then, and that Shen Feng wasn’t his child at all.
Shen Xiaoya cursed Shen Feng for a while, then, watching Qin Jiao’s expression, went on to bad-mouth Li Xiaomei. Finally, she asked, "Is Xiao Yi coming back soon?"
"I gave him a call. He should be back as soon as he’s done."
"Oh, Xiao Jiao, you know, all that trouble from before... that was all Li Xiaomei and her people stirring things up. It really had nothing to do with us. And look at his grandmother. She’s getting on in years, living in a tiny rental apartment... it’s just so pitiful. I know you two are very wealthy now and own several properties. So, that courtyard house... it’s been sitting empty, right?"
Qin Jiao’s brow twitched slightly.
’Oh, I get it now.’
’So that’s why these two came today—they’re after the courtyard house.’
Back in the day, the handful of properties under the Shen Family name had actually all been purchased with Du Liya’s money. She had also provided the capital for Shen Zhengfeng’s business, as well as his connections.
Later, when Du Liya and Shen Zhengfeng divorced, at Shen Yi’s insistence, Du Liya only took the courtyard house and the clothing factory, and nothing else.
In truth, she had already been more than fair to Shen Zhengfeng.
After all, the lion’s share of the credit for getting the factory off the ground belonged to Du Liya.
Not to mention, all the initial capital had come from the Du family.
Even so, in the eyes of the Shen Family, Du Liya had probably still gotten the better end of the deal.
And now, the clothing factory had transformed into a massive chain company, while the price of the courtyard house in old North City had skyrocketed.
Now, because the courtyard was large and in a prime location, it was worth over a hundred thousand.
Shen Xiaoya and her brother were the type to sit around and squander a fortune, and they had Old Mrs. Shen with them. Qin Jiao wasn’t at all surprised that they were now setting their sights on the courtyard house.
She smiled. "The courtyard house? I’m not sure if it’s being used for storage right now. You should ask Shen Yi about it later."
Shen Xiaoya and Old Mrs. Shen knew that Shen Yi had a bad temper.
Although everyone was saying Boss Shen was so good-tempered these days, they had watched him grow up and certainly didn’t believe his temper had truly changed.
But Qin Jiao was different. Even though she was a strong career woman, she was still a woman. And having just given birth, she was bound to have a soft spot.
That was why the two of them had deliberately chosen a time when Shen Yi wasn’t home to pay their visit.
At a meaningful glance from her daughter, Old Mrs. Shen spoke earnestly. "Xiao Jiao, you’re still young. You don’t know how many temptations there are out there. You have to keep a tight grip on the money yourself. You can’t just let Shen Yi handle everything and make all the decisions. What if one day his eye starts to wander and some other woman sinks her hooks into him? If he spends all the money on her, you’ll be left crying your eyes out, won’t you?"
"Oh, you mean like Uncle Shen?"
Old Mrs. Shen froze, not immediately realizing who "Uncle Shen" was. Shen Xiaoya, however, understood at once, and her face darkened.
This "Uncle Shen" was her brother, Shen Zhengfeng.
Shen Yi no longer acknowledged Shen Zhengfeng, so of course his wife wasn’t going to call the man "Dad."
Shen Xiaoya was annoyed, but she kept her temper in check and took over the conversation. "Xiao Jiao, you’re too young. You don’t understand that men go bad once they have money. I’m not saying Shen Yi *has* gone bad, but you need to be the one holding the family’s purse strings. You need to have the final say on many matters. That way, if something ever happens down the line, you won’t be left in such a sorry state."
Qin Jiao smiled. "Are you speaking from experience, Aunt?"