I Became A Hit After My Divorce!

48 Lumbering

On Friday, the doctor said that Han Baozhu had recovered well and could be discharged, so Le Yao checked him out and sent him directly to Changle Garden.

“Lan’er, this house is so beautiful.” Liu Sujuan was stunned when she entered. “It’s quite expensive, right?”

“Mom, don’t worry about this.” Le Yao smiled and glanced at Liu Sujuan. “I asked my brother to work for me to pay my bills.”

“Brother Han, our business empire will depend on you in the future.” Qiao Qiao smiled too. “Don’t worry, we won’t treat you badly.”

Le Yao handed the contract to Han Xiangdong.

“This is…” He flipped it open and was stunned. “Lanlan, you…”

“Lanlan, what are you giving your brother?” Liu Sujuan walked over.

“I bought my brother a house. Consider it an advance on your salary. But starting next month, there’ll be over a thousand monthly loans to pay off. He’ll have to pay for them himself.”

Liu Sujuan and Han Baozhu could not help but look at each other. They could see the shock and relief in each other’s eyes. They did not dote on this daughter for nothing. A house in Xiling City was something that a bumpkin like them might not be able to buy in their entire lives.

Of course, they were actually more pleased that their happy daughter had acknowledged them and didn’t despise them.

“Lanlan.” Han Xiangdong’s eyes were red. He knew what his sister was thinking, but he couldn’t say anything.

“Consider this an advance on your salary. You’ll have to work for me for the rest of your life. Hmph. Work hard, or I won’t spare you.”

“If your brother can be of use, use him hard. Don’t be polite. He has plenty of strength. If he can’t do it well, tell me and I’ll whip him.” Liu Sujuan restrained her emotions and glared at her son. “Do you hear me?”

“Let me do it.” Han Baozhu also restrained the gratitude in his heart. That was his daughter’s intention. If she did it too politely, it would mean that they were strangers.

Le Yao made a face at Han Xiangdong. They were indeed their biological parents.

Han Xiangdong sniffed. “Mom and Dad are right. Lan’er and Miss Qiao, don’t stand on ceremony with me.”

“Look, I’ve already called you Brother Han, and you’re still calling me Miss Qiao?” Qiao Qiao pouted. “You don’t treat me as family.”

“No.” Han Xiangdong hurriedly looked at Le Yao for help.

“Brother, Qiao Qiao is just like you to me. You treat her like how you treat me.”

“Sister Qiao.”

“That’s better. Remember, from now on, Lan’er is your younger sister. I’m your youngest sister. We’re family.” Qiao Qiao laughed. “We are family!”1

“Okay.” He smiled and nodded. It felt good to have two sisters at once.

“Cutting wood is tiring2?” Han Baozhu frowned. “Why do you need to cut wood? You’re a little girl. It’s indeed tiring to do that. Let your brother do it.”

Le Yao and Qiao Qiao couldn’t help but look at each other, then burst out laughing.

“Dad, she’s speaking English.” Han Xiangdong couldn’t help but facepalm.

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Liu Sujuan couldn’t help but glare at the man.

“English.” Han Baozhu knew that he had made a fool of himself and immediately laughed. “I knew there was no woodwork in Xiling City…”

Le Yao and Qiao Qiao laughed even more happily.

After laughing, everyone worked together and prepared a sumptuous meal. They ate happily before Le Yao and Qiao Qiao left.