After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 194 Going Upstairs to Ask for Car Money

Before long, Zhao Xiaoya and Zhang Dalan started fighting.

Downstairs in the car, Jiang Xiaoran waited and waited for Zhao Xiaoya to come down and pick her up, but she couldn't open the car door.

"Uncle, please let me downstairs. I'll go upstairs and ask you for money. My mom must have forgotten that I'm still in the car."

The driver didn't want to lose everything. He had only made this trip in half a day and hadn't even gotten the money yet. He turned to look at Jiang Xiaoran and said, "Come on! I'll go with you to get the money."

The driver could tell that this family was dishonest, and even the six-year-old girl seemed full of scheming.

Upon hearing the driver's words, Jiang Xiaoran pushed the car door forcefully and had no choice but to agree, "Alright then."

She had originally planned to get off the bus and run away to save Zhao Xiaoya the fare, but it seems that's no longer possible.

After the driver got out of the car, he took Jiang Xiaoran's arm and said, "Let's go. Which room do you live in? Take me there."

Jiang Xiaoran looked up at the driver and pointed to the room upstairs: "Second floor, that's the room."

The driver, fearing Jiang Xiaoran would run away, held on even tighter.

"Uncle, you're hurting me, can you let go of me?"

This taxi driver has been working for many years and has seen all kinds of customers—good and bad, loyal and ungrateful, and even those who get out of the car and run away. He's experienced it all. Maybe the girl's mother had already discussed it with her in the car and decided not to pay the fare.

"Just bear with it. I'll let you go as long as your mom gives me the money for the bus fare. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape."

"I won't run away, I'll go up and ask you for money."

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Jiang Xiaoran gave up the idea of ​​defaulting on her debt.

After climbing the stairs to the second floor, Jiang Xiaoran pointed to the door and said, "This is my home!"

Inside the room, Zhao Xiaoya and Zhang Dalan were arguing: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't seduced my son, how could he have divorced Song Qiao?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoya sneered: "I seduced your son? Your son had ulterior motives from the beginning when he married Song Qiao. He was after her family's company and money. And you, haven't you always tolerated your son being with me? What's the point of saying all this now?"

The driver, who was standing outside, heard everything that was being said inside and finally understood: the two girls were the children of a mistress who broke up someone else's family; no wonder they seemed so scheming.

Looking down at Jiang Xiaoran: "Knock on the door!"

Jiang Xiaoran glanced at the driver, then raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Mom, Grandma, open the door for me."

Upon hearing Jiang Xiaoran's voice, Zhao Xiaoya came over to open the door.

"Ranran, how did you get up there..."

Zhao Xiaoya looked up at the driver at the door and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'll get you the money right away."

After saying this, Zhao Xiaoya gave Jiang Xiaoran a look, and she immediately ran to Zhang Dalan's room.

In the living room, Zhang Dalan saw this and shouted, "Ranran, what are you doing in my room?"

On the way home, Zhao Xiaoya had already thought about robbing Zhang Dalan's money. She had already instructed Jiang Xiaoran that when they got home, one of them would grab Zhang Dalan and the other would go to her room to get the money.

When Zhao Xiaoya saw Zhang Dalan trying to go inside, she grabbed her arm and said, "Mom! Sit down and let me tell you about your son."

"I won't listen! Jiang Xiaoran, don't touch my things."

Jiang Xiaoran ignored Zhang Dalan's advice and quickly found where she kept the money after arriving at the room. She knew where the money was kept because she and Zhang Dalan used to share a room at home.

Jiang Xiaoran picked up a cloth bag and handed it to Zhao Xiaoya, who was arguing with Zhang Dalan on the sofa: "Mom, I found it. Grandma's money is all here."

Zhang Dalan tried to snatch it, but she was no match for Zhao Xiaoya. She looked at Jiang Xiaoran and said, "Ranran, grab your grandma, and I'll give the driver the money."

The driver stared intently at the family, as if watching a movie.

When Zhao Xiaoya opened the cloth bag, her eyes lit up with surprise: "So much money? And bank cards too?"

Zhang Dalan, who was sitting on the sofa, was being held tightly by Jiang Xiaoran, who shouted loudly, "Zhao Xiaoya, that's the money Song Qiao usually gives me, and the money I got from selling the land. You can't touch it!"

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoya's behavior was a bit excessive, the driver reminded her, "After all, these are the old man's things. You can take the money, but you can forget about the bank card."

Upon hearing Zhang Dalan's words, Zhao Xiaoya angrily said, "This is our family matter. Since you're so kind-hearted, are you just going to give up the money?"

"I want it! Give me the money, and I'll leave!"

He didn't want to waste his time on his family.

Just as Zhao Xiaoya was taking the money, Zhang Dalan broke free from Jiang Xiaoran and went over to snatch it.

"Give me back my money!"

Zhang Dalan snatched the money bag from Zhao Xiaoya, who glared at her angrily: "Give me the money! Your son is in this state, I'm asking you now, do you choose the money or your son?"

Next came Zhang Dalan's words that shattered the driver's worldview: "I need money. I can't count on my son anymore. This money will allow me to retire."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoya gritted her teeth in anger: "Ranran, stop this old hag for me."

She stood up and walked over to Zhang Dalan. While Jiang Xiaoran was pulling her along, she slapped her across the face and said, "We never expected you to be such a vicious woman, someone who only cares about money and not her son?"

The driver stood to the side, unsure what was wrong with the old woman's son, but he couldn't stand seeing Zhao Xiaoya hit an elderly person: "How could you hit an old man?"

Hearing the driver's words, Zhang Dalan felt like she had seen a savior: "Driver, please save me, take my money back!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoya looked up at the driver and said, "You dare? If you help her, you can forget about paying for the ride today."

The driver drove over 100 miles and only earned 200 yuan. It was impossible to ask him not to take the money; he also had a family to support.

"I don't care, just give me my 200, and I'm leaving!"

There's a saying: every family has its own troubles, so the driver decided to take the money and leave.

"Okay! Here's your 200!"

Zhao Xiaoya took out two red banknotes from a stack of money and gave them to the driver.

"Zhao Xiaoya, that's my money, give it back to me."

Zhang Dalan was a woman who valued money over life. Seeing Zhao Xiaoya pay the fare, she panicked, shoved Jiang Xiaoran aside, and rushed over to snatch the money.

Jiang Xiaoran was pushed away with great force and fell onto the coffee table with a "bang." As blood flowed down her head, Zhao Xiaoya was stunned.

"slowly!"

Zhang Dalan was also terrified when she saw this, and rushed over: "Ranran! Are you alright?"

Seeing this, the driver quickly turned around and looked back. Zhao Xiaoya looked at the unconscious Jiang Xiaoran with pleading eyes: "Please, take my daughter to the hospital!"

Seeing this, the driver knew he couldn't leave; saving lives was the priority, but he had already seen through the true colors of this family.

"Okay! I'll take your daughter to the hospital, but you have to pay first this time."