After hanging up, Wang Xiaoliang didn't move.
His chopsticks rested against the edge of his bowl. The food had gone cold, and he hadn't taken another bite.
1.6 million.
His mother had been swindled out of 1.6 million by her own younger brother.
His mind was a muddle. His first reaction was to call and get the facts straight. His finger had already slid to the contact marked "Mom," but he pulled it back.
He had to think through how to ask first.
What had the Book of Fate said? Do not rush; an agitated mind easily errs.
Right. Calm down first.
It had already happened. What good would asking do? Solving the problem was what mattered.
1.6 million. He had that much right now, in Wei Zijin's account.
He hesitated. Should he call Wei Zijin and tell her about this?
The main thing was to tell her he needed to transfer money to his parents.
No, forget it. She was working right now. Don't let it spoil her mood.
They could talk it through when she came home tonight.
Zijin would definitely agree to give his family the money. Right, he would go to the bank with her tomorrow. Her mobile banking transfer limit wasn't high enough.
His phone lay flat on the table. He swiped over to "Dad."
After hesitating for two seconds, he tapped it.
He picked up the phone and held it to his ear.
The call connected after one ring.
"Dad." His voice was a little tight.
"Mm, what's wrong?"
Wang Keqin's voice was even.
It was quiet in the background.
Wang Xiaoliang decided to get straight to the point and talk as equals. He wanted to hear the unvarnished truth. "Dad, can you tell me about lending money to my youngest uncle?"
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