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This person was just a weak and disabled person who had been away from home and was truly helpless. Even if he was found to hide his monthly money, no one could do anything to him.
His family asked him to take care of him. This person must be redundant in the family. After all, what can this disabled person do?!
Wang Zhou immediately relaxed and mockingly glanced at Rong Ming’s disabled leg, “There is a disease in your leg, but you don’t have a disease in your brain. It costs a lot of money to treat your legs. We have no savings left!”
After speaking, he slammed the door and left.
As soon as he left the house, Wang Zhou quickly took out the money that he had just received and threw the full money bag in the air, and walked happily in the direction of the casino.
But he didn’t know that his every move was clearly seen by the people Jiang Lao arranged to watch over him.
When Ming Shao relayed their words to Jiang Lao, Jiang Lao was in the study, slowly flipping through the letter sent by his grandfather.
The old man loved his granddaughter and wrote a full four-page letter. He even wrote about the cricket he raised that had escaped to his granddaughter in the letter.
Jiang Lao carefully looked at the letter and thought of the desolate scene of Ning’an Bo Mansion in her dream.
Her grandfather’s lifelong family business would eventually be ruined, and thinking about that she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Ming Shao came in and said, “Girl, the people who stayed in the west of the city just came back and said that the servant named Wang Zhou, happily carrying a bag of silver, was going to the casino.”
Hearing this, Jiang Lao put the letter down, and frowned, “His master can’t even buy medicine. Where did he get so much money to visit a casino?”
Wang Zhou’s pockets bulge like that once a month. For the past year, at this time of every month, his eyes were full of unconcealed smiles.
But today Rong Ming’s cold eyes really made him feel unhappy, making him feel a little uneasy, so there was a bit of annoyance on his face.
As he walked towards the downtown area, Wang Zhou was still thinking that after he went back, he must test it out to see if that disabled person already knew that he had embezzled his money.
If that person knew it…
Wang Zhou had a bit of viciousness under his eyes, if that’s the case, just kill him.
Anyway, he saw that Rong Ming was just dragging his two dead legs, and lingering alive.
The appearance of half-dead was almost the same as dead.
Wang Zhou was absorbed in his cruel thoughts and without paying attention, he bumped into the shoulders of the opposite person.
Wang Zhou’s right shoulder was hit hard and turned backward, because of the impact he staggered back and cursed, “You don’t know how to walk on the road?!”
The person who bumped into Wang Zhou was a small man wearing a black cone hat, after bumping the person bowed his head, and seriously apologized.
Wang Zhou impatiently pushed the person away and impolitely said, “Unlucky things uncle, I am in a good mood today, so I don’t care about you, go away!”
The person in the black cone hat hurriedly left, and when he reached the corner, he stopped and grinned.
The person took off the cone hat, took out a purse from his arms, and quickly handed it to the person in front of him, “Girl, the thing you want.”
Jiang Lao took the purse and opened it to reveal the silver inside.
The black cone hat was originally an orphan, begging on the street, but when he was eight years old, he stole from Jiang Lao’s family.
After being caught, Little Jiang Lao pleaded for him. He was given a job in the house and named Jiang Ping.
Because of his childhood experience of living on the streets, he was much more agile and agile than ordinary servants.
Jiang Ping smiled and said, “According to the girl’s order, the silver has been replaced with a stone.”
Jiang Lao slowly counted the silver in the purse.
It was just sixteen taels. She looked at the bottom of the silver ingot. The silver number came from the bank on the other side of Jinling.
Jiang Lao just asked why a young man from a noble family was so sick that he couldn’t be cured, and even a charcoal fire in the house couldn’t be burned.
It was because his money fell into the hands of his entourage!
The thought that all the money for his medical treatment and food for a year was stolen by Wang Zhou, a villainous slave, made her very angry.
Wang Zhou that villain caused the injuries on his two legs deteriorated to the point that a normal doctor couldn’t treat him.
Jiang Lao was in a rage after just thinking about it.
Seeing Jiang Lao not speaking, Jiang Ping slowly asked her, “Girl, Shall we sue him? “
Hearing this, Jiang Lao shook her head.
In her opinion, Wang Zhou’s actions could be regarded as blatant.
The man in her dream was clearly a man who avenged even the tiniest grievances. He may have had the opportunity to sue, but he didn’t.
There must be something she doesn’t know about this matter. She can’t act anxiously without thinking about this.