Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 642: Left with Nothing, Both Money and People Gone_1

Chapter 642: Chapter 642: Left with Nothing, Both Money and People Gone_1

"Mei Feng really went out to play mahjong and hasn’t returned," Mo Han said.

Seeing his elder brother’s sincere demeanor, Luo Shanchuan’s tone softened, "How about this, big brother, you and mom go back first. Once Mei Feng returns, I’ll have her give you a call?"

Ding-dong...

Just then, the front door opened, and Yang Meifeng entered with a gloomy face.

Her temper today had been really terrible as she had lost over three thousand yuan.

Noticing the additional people in the room, she took a closer look and wasn’t that the old lady and Luo Yuantu and others?

Damn!

It was this Luo Yuantu. Initially, mom had won quite a bit at mahjong, but ever since he called, she had been losing continuously. Now this harbinger of bad luck had even found his way to her home. Wasn’t this asking for a scolding?

When the old lady and others heard the noise, they subconsciously turned their heads, only to discover that Yang Meifeng had returned.

Yang Meifeng stood with her hands on her hips, icily saying, "What are you doing at my place?"

Luo Shanchuan let out a dry chuckle and stepped forward, "Mei Feng, mom and big brother came to ask you a few things."

"Ask a few things? Isn’t it just that his wife ran off with some young lothario? What’s there to ask!"

Yang Meifeng let out a cold hum through her nose and said, "Get out, you’re not welcome here!"

When the old lady saw Yang Meifeng coming out, she stepped forward with her cane and asked sternly, "Yang Meifeng! Did you meet Chen Guihua today or not?"

Yang Meifeng netted a disdainful glance at the old lady and retorted, "So what if I saw her? What if I didn’t? What’s it to you?"

"You!"

The old lady was furious and lifted her cane as if to strike someone.

"Go ahead and try!"

Mo Han spoke up, "If any of you dare to touch a hair on my mother-in-law, I guarantee none of you are walking out that door today!"

As he spoke, he flexed his wrists, making a series of cracking sounds.

Joking aside, Mo Han’s fighting skills were known to the Luo family. He could easily handle three to five brawny men, let alone these elderly and frail members.

Luo Shanchuan, ever the reasonable one, tried to smooth things over, "Mei Feng, mom’s temper gets the better of her because of her age. Let’s not be too hard on her."

"Mom and big brother came purely to ask you a couple of questions. Just answer them honestly, that’s all."

"Did you see my sister-in-law today?"

"Of course, I did!"

Yang Meifeng said mockingly with a smile, "I was out for lunch with a few friends when I saw Chen Guihua with a young man, probably around twenty-three or twenty-four, even younger than Xuan Ran. They went to the Binjiangge Hotel together."

"You have no idea. At that time, Chen Guihua and the young man were all lovey-dovey, so affectionate. It was the first time I ever saw Sister Guihua so happy."

"Big brother, no offense, but you’ve become disabled now, unable to take care of even your basic needs. Sister Guihua might be getting on in years but she still has her charm. It’s perfectly normal for her to seek out a young stud."

"Ah, now here we are, the person’s gone, and so is the money, both man and wealth vanished."

"Big brother, do you even have money for food? Have you eaten dinner?"

"Mo Han, get the leftover food we feed the dog and let big brother and his family have a decent meal. After all, we’re still family, and they should have their fill..."

This torrent of ridicule hit them hard, leaving the old lady clutching her chest, nearly fainting, while Luo Yuantu pointed at Yang Meifeng, too angry for words.

Luo Xuanran and Luo Zitong were equally indignant. If not for the imposing figure of Mo Han, they would have long since torn Yang Meifeng’s mouth apart.

"You... you’re talking nonsense!"

After much effort, Luo Yuantu finally squeezed out a statement, "Guihua clearly came to see you today! Her disappearance must be your doing!"

"My doing? Have I gone mad?"

Yang Meifeng crossed her arms and scoffed, "Living in a mansion worth several hundred millions, I spend my days worry-free, playing mahjong, shopping, buying clothes. Would I engage in illegal activities over a nobody?"

"Sure, you say Chen Guihua came to see me. So tell me, what for?"

Luo Yuantu’s expression showed his struggle, but at last, he said, "Things aren’t great for our Luo family now. Last night Guihua told me she had a friend who is a senior manager at a private bank. She could get a loan, but we need something for collateral."

"Guihua mentioned asking for your help, to maybe mortgage the Bolui No.1 villa first, then give you a benefit of 4.5 million..."

"Ha, after all, you’re setting your sights on our property!"

Yang Meifeng interrupted with a sneer before he could finish, "Do you think I’m a fool? Would I agree to your terms?"

"Not to mention anything else, this villa is worth a billion. Would I mortgage it to you just for 4.5 million?"

In that moment, she treated the villa as if it were her own property.

Seeing Luo Yuantu and the others still not giving up, Yang Meifeng got annoyed as well and spoke frankly: "To tell you the truth, my claim about seeing Chen Guihua getting a room with that young meat was false, but Guihua has indeed been very active with Du Xiaoshuai on Douyin."

"Now that Chen Guihua has disappeared, it’s highly likely she’s run off with the money and Du Xiaoshuai."

"If I were you, I’d report it to the police now, instead of causing trouble here for others."

"It’s so annoying. I’ve been playing cards all day and feel uncomfortable all over. Hurry up and leave, don’t disturb my rest!"

With that, she made a shooing gesture, her expression and gestures similar to dismissing a beggar.