Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

"O-okay, we understand."

Zhang Yan and Chen Shuangshuang walked out of the consultation room in a daze.

In the corridor, the smell of disinfectant mixed with the oppressive silence.

The group walked out of the oncology department, arriving at the second-floor lobby’s rest area.

Zhou Hui looked at her two daughters, who appeared lost and devastated, and felt as though her heart was being torn apart. Forcing herself to speak, she said, "Ayin, you should go to work if you have to. And Shuangshuang, go back to school..."

"Mom! What do you mean by that?" Chen Yao sharply interrupted, "Are you saying my job isn’t a real job? I’m still in the probationary period. Since we’re all here today, let’s just get this matter straightened out, so it doesn’t cause trouble in the future!"

Zhang Yan’s lips trembled as she looked towards the middle-aged man who had remained silent.

"Uncle Chen, what is your opinion?"

"Dad..." Chen Shuangshuang called out tearfully, full of pleading.

Chen Jinlong finally raised his head, his face marked with hesitation and undeniable avoidance.

He and Zhou Hui had come to Yang City to rent and work, but their real roots were back in their hometown, a county-level city in northern Guangdong.

To talk about selling the marriage house prepared for his son and then borrowing money everywhere for that 1.5 million CAR-T treatment... it was simply impossible.

The house had contributions from both his ex-wife and son, and the son was about to get married. If word got out, the marriage would definitely fall through.

However, he and Zhou Hui had been married for so many years and had Shuangshuang together. To say there were no feelings would be a lie.

Looking at the pale-faced Zhou Hui beside him, then at his youngest daughter, Chen Jinlong’s dark hands clenched tightly together.

He mumbled, "This matter... it can’t be resolved quickly. Maybe..."

Before he could finish, Zhou Hui straightforwardly said, "Old Chen, let’s prepare and handle the divorce paperwork in the next couple of days." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"I..." Chen Jinlong lowered his head in shame, "You know Bingwen is about to get married. How about... we keep this under wraps for now and discuss it after the wedding..."

"Dad! How could you possibly keep this under wraps?!" Chen Yao exclaimed urgently, fearing her father might relent, "This isn’t just a cold! Even if you try to drag it out without treatment, complications will keep coming, and each will need care and time!"

Chen Jinlong opened his mouth, his Adam’s apple rolling, but he couldn’t find a word to refute.

Zhou Hui’s gaze slowly shifted away from her husband, who always chose to escape, a desolate look flashing in her eyes.

Her life and relationships had always been unfortunate.

When she was younger, she met Zhang Yan’s father while working away from home, and for love, she moved far away to marry in rural Yan Province, only to be cheated on and abandoned.

After remarrying Chen Jinlong for survival, the family was never harmonious, and the two of them fought often.

But at least they had Shuangshuang, their daughter. She always thought she could endure, hold on, and get through life without reaching the point of divorce.

She had actually long been prepared that even if Chen Jinlong said he would do anything for her treatment, she would not agree.

But his attitude left her cold.

Her only wish now was for her two daughters to have a better future.

Especially... Zhang Yan.

This poor daughter was introverted and had been through so much hardship; she owed her too much.

At that moment.

Chen Yao looked at Zhang Yan, her tone suddenly softening, "Zhang Yan, look, this is your biological mother. Over the years, she’s scrimped and saved to send you so much living expenses. Now in this situation, what do you think?"

She understood Zhang Yan’s personality, hoping the girl would take on this burden on her own.

However, upon hearing this, Zhou Hui abruptly stood up.

The sudden movement caused her body to sway violently.

She grabbed Zhang Yan’s hand, pulling her behind her, her eyes red as she glared at Chen Yao, "Chen Yao, what do you mean by this?!"

Though she usually treated her stepdaughter with courtesy and warmth for family harmony, Zhang Yan was her biological daughter, her bottom line.

She didn’t want to burden Chen Jinlong’s family, and certainly not her own daughter.

"I just hoped we could come up with a solution," Chen Yao said evasively.

"It has nothing to do with her! I’m telling you, none of you should even think about involving her!"

Looking at the frail figure protecting her, Zhang Yan’s tears flowed uncontrollably, unable to stop.

It was the first time she saw her mother stand so firmly for her.

The figure overlapped with the warm, omnipotent image from her childhood.

Since she could remember, her father worked away from home, and she grew up with her mother.

Her entire childhood was spent on her mother’s warm back and in her gentle embrace.

Until the sudden divorce when she was in fourth grade.

In her heart, she had always harbored the deepest reliance and longing for her mother.

Listening to Zhou Hui’s words, Chen Yao was somewhat embarrassed and furious.

Her words turned sharp and sarcastic, "All these years you’ve been secretly sending her how much for living expenses every month! Scrimping and saving! What? Now you can’t even let your own daughter do a bit to help? My brother and I aren’t your real children, so why should we cover for this bottomless pit?"

Zhou Hui was so angry she trembled, pointing at her, "You don’t need to speak so spitefully! Haven’t I earned money for your family?"

"That was for Shuangshuang’s tuition and living expenses!" Chen Yao retorted without backing down, "As for my brother and me, haven’t our expenses been covered by our dad and my biological mom? Also, you’ve already spent sixty to seventy thousand yuan on your initial chemotherapy; do you really want to bring this entire family down?!"