Chapter 4797 No One Can Stop Me From Learning

Wan Moli's expression changed.

She didn't care about the smell in the house, and rushed over with a pale face, grabbing Zhao Yuanjing, "Zhao Xiaojing, is what your mother just said true? Did the old man transfer the house to you?"

Zhao Yuanjing shook her off without hesitation and said coldly: "Don't touch me."

Wan Moli was wearing high heels and staggered to the table.

This was the first time she had seen this junior being so rude to an elder.

However, she couldn't care about that now.

She immediately stood up, stared at Wan Hua, and said in a sharp and harsh voice: "Brother! Do you know about this?!"

Wanhua was a little confused and shook his head subconsciously: "I, I don't know. Xiaomei, what is going on? Why did dad transfer the house to Xiaojing?"

Wan Mei just blurted out out of sadness and anger, and now she felt a little regretful.

However, even if she didn't say it, she couldn't get over it.

Although the old man's house is old, it is in a good location, has a large area, and is worth a lot of money.

The brothers and sisters are all thinking about it.

Especially Wanhua's two aging children.

The son wants to get money to buy a car, and the daughter wants to buy clothes, bags, and cosmetics.

Wan Mei knew this, but she didn't expect that it was Wan Moli who had the strongest reaction now.

Among the three siblings, she had the best life. The man was a nouveau riche and very rich.

She was also thinking about the old man's house, which Wan Mei didn't expect.

Li Chunliu stood up and stared at Wan Mei: "Little sister, how come your elder brother and I don't know anything about this? When did the old man transfer the ownership of the house?"

"I don't know either. I've been looking at the property book for several months." Wan Mei really had no idea.

To transfer the ownership, you must be present in person.

The old man is dead, and the only person who knows now is Zhao Xiaojing.

But Zhao Xiaojing?

Zhao Yuanjing stood aside with a cold expression as it had nothing to do with him.

It has nothing to do with him.

He still has to go to class.

No one can stop him from going to class.

He looked at his phone and saw a message from Yun Dai.

He opened it and took a look.

"Zhao Yuanjing, wait for me at the school gate after school in the afternoon. I will give you my notes."

Thinking of seeing Yun Dai again, Zhao Yuanjing's mood instantly became happy.

The indifference on his face also melted a little.

Wanhua asked him: "Xiao Jing, tell everyone, when did your grandpa take you to check in?"

"A few months ago." Zhao Yuanjing calculated based on the date on the real estate certificate.

If it weren't for the pleasure of seeing Yun Dai, he probably wouldn't have the patience to answer these questions.

Wanhua stretched out his hand: "Little sister, please take out the real estate certificate."

"I put it away." Wan Mei knew what her eldest brother had planned, and she was adamant for the first time. "Brother, this house belongs to dad. It belongs to whoever dad wants to give it to. Xiao Jing's things belong to me, the mother. You can’t take it either.”

"Why is he the only one?" Wan Moli rushed over and pointed at her like a hen with fried feathers. "The old man has been confused for a long time. He must have been coaxed by you to transfer the property! You are liars!"

Wan Mei said angrily: "Sister, why do you say that? Dad loved Xiao Jing the most when he was alive, don't you know?"

Wan Moli was unwilling to give in: "Zhao Xiaojing is a little gangster, what does he want a house for?"

"Nonsense!" Wan Mei was furious, "Sister, don't you show off your wealth every day? You live in a villa and drive a luxury car. Why are you still thinking about dad's little house?"