With Two Years Left To Live, My Seven Sisters Kneeled Down And Begged Me For Forgiveness.

The sound of brakes was audible.

Chu Haijun got off the Rolls-Royce.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chu Haijun's pretty face showed an angry look.

"Meng Yan, are you just willing to degenerate like this?"

"Who do you think you are if you beat a woman?"

Meng Yan said coldly: "I'm not from the Chu family anymore, why do you care so much?"

"Mr. Chu."

Seeing Chu Haijun Tao Qingqing was like seeing a savior, Lihua said with rain: "Meng Yan is crazy, he actually hit me, my face hurts so much... Wuwuwu..."

Chu Haijun couldn't help but said: "Meng Yan, apologize to Tao Qingqing!"

Meng Yan was too lazy to pay attention to Chu Haijun and left directly.

"you?!"

Chu Haijun didn't expect that Meng Yan would be like this...

So gone?

Obviously in the past, Lord Chu Hai would come at a moment's notice and leave at a moment's notice.

Such an obedient and good brother.

Now he dares to go against Chu Haijun.

Chu Haijun felt slightly uncomfortable.

Obviously I know it in my heart.

Meng Yan is not his biological brother.

"Mr. Chu, look at how arrogant and domineering he is!"

"If you don't teach him a lesson, he will definitely use the Chu family's reputation to do bad things in the future!"

"I will give you an explanation for this matter."

Tao Qingqing was temporarily comforted.

Chu Haijun asked the driver to stop Meng Yan first.

Chu Haijun quickly chased after him.

While the driver was entangled with Meng Yan.

Chu Haijun grabbed Meng Yan's hand.

"Meng Yan, let's talk."

"Mr. Chu, what else do we have to talk about?"

Meng Yan really couldn't understand what Chu Haijun was thinking.

It was Chu Haijun who drove Meng Yan out of the Chu family without any explanation.

Isn’t it what Chu Haijun wants Meng Yan to sever ties with them now?

Why is it that Meng Yan is a stranger, but Chu Haijun wants to pester Meng Yan?

"You can cancel your suspension now and I will help you."

Chu Haijun's commanding tone revealed a kind of superior charity.

"No need, I decided to take a break from school after careful consideration."

"Meng Yan, are you going to ruin your life just because you are not a biological child of the Chu family?"

"The competition in today's society is so fierce, but you still got into G University! When you graduate, there will be a lot of good jobs waiting for you!"

Chu Haijun looked at Meng Yan with hatred.

"You don't know anything, so stop pretending to be good for me."

"You said it, Mr. Chu. Whether I, Meng Yan, lives or dies in the future has nothing to do with your Chu family."

"Stop being so condescending and act like you're doing it for my own good!"

Meng Yan did not intend to tell him that he had brain cancer.

Chu Haijun probably felt that he was pretending to be pitiful.

The most important thing is that I don't want this matter to reach my biological parents.

They have lived too long a miserable life for themselves.

I don’t want my illness to bother them anymore.

Meng Yan shook off Chu Haijun's hand.

Leave without any regrets.

Chu Haijun felt a headache.

The first time I reached out for help, I was told that I "don't understand anything"!

He is still the same Meng Yan who listened to Chu Haijun in everything!

"Meng Yan, don't regret it!"

Meng Yan turned his back to Chu Haijun and showed his middle finger.

It's terrible! My head hurts!

Chu Haijun covered his head and kept rubbing his temples.

The driver saw this and said quickly: "Mr. Chu, are you okay?"

"Meng Yan used to massage me when I had a headache..."

It didn't work at first.

Meng Yan insisted.

I read medical books every day and study.

Ask the major professors of traditional Chinese medicine.

Over time, it finally produced results.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yan was not asked to help with massage for several days.

Chu Haijun's headache, which he thought he was away from, started to attack again.

"How about I ask Mr. Chu to come back and help you relieve the pain?"

"Forget it, no need, and his name is Meng Yan, he is no longer Young Master Chu."

"I don't want to say the same thing again!"

Chu Haijun spoke in a cold tone.

"yes……"

Meng Yan was walking on the sidewalk.

The traffic light counts down for 10 seconds.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit my brain.

"ah!"

Meng Yan covered his head, squatted on the ground, and kept roaring.

This scene happened to be seen by the driver carrying Chu Haijun.

"Mr. Chu, it seems to be Meng Yan..."

Chu Haijun rubbed his swollen temples. When he heard [Meng Yan]'s name, he stuck his head out of the car window to watch.

I saw Meng Yan half-crouched on the sidewalk, the passing vehicles honking wildly.

Finally, Meng Yan stumbled across the sidewalk.

Sit directly on the ground and relax.

His face was as pale as ever.

The driver asked cautiously: "Mr. Chu, is Meng Yan sick?"

"Drive the car over."

"yes."

The driver turned around.

Seeing that it was a Rolls-Royce, the car owners didn't dare to touch it at all and automatically pulled away.

Chu Haijun pulled down the window: "Meng Yan, are you so funny? You just made such nonsense in front of me, and now you are deliberately pretending to be pitiful in front of me, right?"

The tone of his voice was unprecedentedly disgusting.

Meng Yan had already recovered and glanced at Chu Haijun.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

never mind.

Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with the Chu family.

What else needs to be said.

Meng Yan left silently.

Seeing Meng Yan like this, Chu Haijun suddenly felt angry: "Meng Yan, don't you still realize your mistake?"

"If my mistake is that I don't have the blood of the Chu family, in the eyes of you Chu family, I am indeed heinous."

"You don't want me, and I don't want you either."

Meng Yan left without looking back.

Chu Haijun suddenly felt empty in his heart.

I didn't expect Meng Yan to be so heartless.

Not just ruining his own future with his own hands.

He also treated Chu Haijun, the eldest sister, coldly.

A completely different person than before.

I don’t know if it’s Chu Haijun’s illusion...

Meng Yan seemed to be hiding something.

The feeling has changed.

It seems that even life and death no longer matter.

fair enough.

Chu Haijun does not need to feel too much debt to Meng Yan.

Meng Yan is a substitute after all.

The real young master of the Chu family is Chu Tianzhu!

Meng Yan returned to the bun shop.

Finished helping Meng Dashan and Zhang Miaohua.

Take advantage of lunch time.

Meng Yan spoke seriously.

"Dad, Mom, I went to G University to apply for suspension of study today."

"I want to open a dessert shop of my own, and I hope you can support me."

"ah?"

Meng Dashan and Zhang Miaohua were stunned.

Meng Yan waited quietly for them to ask.

result.

Meng Dashan laughed: "If Zaizai wants to drive, then go ahead. How much does it cost? Dad has a lot more here, and he will give them to you!"

Zhang Miaohua nodded: "I have the bankbook here. Go to the bank to pick it up in the afternoon."

Meng Yan can't deal with this.

"Dad, Mom, won't you ask more questions?"

"What's your question? You are our biological son, so of course we believe you!"

Facing the unreserved, sincere and honest smiles of his biological parents.

Meng Yan secretly clenched his fists.

Grinning.

"No, parents, as long as you are willing to support me, I have the money here..."

Meng Yan's years in the Chu family were not in vain.

Although Chu Haijun already knew that Meng Yan was not from the Chu family.

Be a little more reserved when educating Meng Yan.

But under the influence of seven gifted sisters.

Meng Yan still has his own unique investment concepts.

In addition to the money given by the Chu family, Meng Yan never spent it randomly.

Still saved a lot.

Meng Yan placed a bank card in front of Meng Dashan and Zhang Miaohua.

"Dad, Mom, there are 500,000 in this card. I treat it as my son's filial piety to you."

"What?! Zai Zai, we can't take this! Take it back quickly..."

"Dad, Mom, you have suffered so many years to find me. As a son, I can't repay you. Just treat it as the money I put in your hands. I still have the money to open the store."

"If you don't accept it, I won't be able to do what I want to do with peace of mind."

This amount of money is insignificant compared to the hardships Meng Dashan and Zhang Miaohua have endured over the past eighteen years!

Facing Meng Yan's red eyes, Meng Dashan sighed softly: "Wife, accept it, just to make your son feel comfortable."

"kindness……"

"Thank you, Mom and Dad!"

Meng Dashan and Zhang Miaohua have a big relationship. If they hadn't been looking for Meng Yan for eighteen years, they would have made a fortune long ago due to their hardworking and capable qualities.

With two years left to live, Meng Yan must make more money so that he can leave something for his parents and sister!

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly Meng Ling ran back crying.

"Dad, Mom, I'm being bullied!"