Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

Chapter 162 The Honest Spare Tire Awakens Life 8

"Mom, I will really give it to you in two months. I will give you all the money for these months at once, okay?

Mom, you and Dad can go see your grandson. I'll take you back, okay?"

"What are you looking at? What's so good about it? You have money to spend on this bitch and this bastard, but no money for your parents?"

"You old bitch, what are you talking about? Be careful or I'll tear your mouth apart."

When Wang Huiru heard Zhang Fuqing's mother start to curse, she suddenly sat up straight from the position she was leaning against the bed and started to curse back.

“I said you, that’s you, little bitch, slut.

I don’t know what kind of magic potion I feed my son every day, making him not even care about his parents.”

"You old bitch, old slut, it's only natural for me to spend my man's money.

When you need money, you think of your second son. Why do you only remember your eldest son and youngest daughter when there is good news?

You biased ghost, old immortal, be careful to be struck by lightning."

“You, you, you…

It's so unfair! The son allowed his daughter-in-law to bully his old mother!

You little bitch, be careful that your son dies early."

Zhang's mother was shaking with anger and pointed her finger at Wang Huiru's nose and cursed her.

Seeing that the heat was almost right, Yi Ang spoke up to stop it.

"Hui Ru, that's enough. This is my mother."

"Mom, shut up too.

This is my wife and child, and the alimony for you and dad. I will make up the difference, but you are not allowed to curse my son.

This is your grandson! If you don't like me, forget it, but why do you have to be so malicious towards a child? "

Yi'ang looked heartbroken and looked at Zhang's mother with sad eyes.

"You know nothing, give me your son back, you are destined to have no son in this life.

My grandson is at your eldest brother's house, but who knows whose bastard this one is."

"You old bastard, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."

When Wang Huiru heard what Zhang's mother said, she was so scared that she jumped up from the bed and cursed at Zhang's mother.

"Come on, come on, you bitch, slut, my son doesn't know, but I've seen you check into a hotel with a man several times."

Zhang's mother pointed at Wang Huiru and cursed her, unwilling to be outdone.

Yiang was delighted, hey! It's done.

"Mom, what did you say? It's okay if you don't like me or my son, but don't slander Huiru!"

Yiang looked at Zhang's mother with an expression of disbelief and surprise.

"Exactly, Zhang Fuqing, don't listen to this old witch. She just can't stand you being well, and she hates you as her son, and she's deliberately slandering me."

Wang Huiru seized the opportunity to throw the dirty water on Zhang's mother.

"You bitch, slut. How dare you say your son is my son's child?

I saw with my own eyes that you were being affectionate with a man and that you came out of the hotel several times.

I have evidence here of your silence."

In extreme anger, Zhang's mother even revealed that she had received hush money.

"You, you, you old witch, you old bitch, I will kill you."

Wang Huiru ran to Zhang's mother in anger and tore her apart with her hands.

"That's enough. Shut up."

Yi Ang roared and looked at Wang Huiru and Zhang's mother.

Only then did Zhang's mother realize what she had said. Her eyes looked around aimlessly, but she didn't look at her son.

"Mom, are you telling the truth?"

Yiang couldn't believe it and looked at Zhang's mother with a hurt expression on his face.

Mother Zhang opened her mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything.

At this point, even the gossipers outside knew that this was most likely true.

Ho!

Ho ho!

Yiang sneered a few times and looked at Wang Huiru.

"Wang Huiru, have I been bad to you? I've poured my heart and soul into you and this family.

Why are you doing this to me? Why?

Wang Huiru listened to Yiang's questioning voice change from sadness at first to roaring anger later.

Her expression was a little embarrassed for a moment, but her long-term arrogance made her ignore it, no matter who it was or how good their temper was.

When encountering such things, I will not let them go easily.

"Zhang Fuqing, what do you mean? You'd rather believe this old witch who's treated you badly since you were a child than your wife?

I gave birth to a son for you, and you don't trust me? You treat me like this?"

In just a few seconds, Wang Huiru immediately switched to an angry expression of being wronged and insulted.

"Hey, you little bitch, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart.

You are already cheating on my son. Besides, whether I treat my son well or not is none of your business.

I gave birth to him and raised him, so no matter how I treat him, it is only natural.

He should provide for my retirement and listen to me."

When Zhang's mother heard Wang Huiru's accusation, her temper flared up again.

"Okay, what are you arguing about? Aren't you ashamed?"

Zhang's father, who had always been invisible, spoke up.

"Um, Fuqing! We're not very clear about this matter. You and your wife should handle it yourselves."

Father Zhang looked at Yiang and said with a peacemaker look.

"Dad, you know that too? Why didn't you tell me? Am I your child or not?"

Yiang asked in a sad and painful tone, wanting to cry but unable to.

"Nonsense, of course you are our son. We are not telling you, isn't it for the sake of your family's stability?"

Father Zhang spoke weakly.

"Hahaha… …

For my own good? For my own good, I mean, watching someone cheat on me?

Is it good for me to watch me serve this woman like a slave and give birth to a bastard child from an unknown source?"

Father Zhang looked at his son in such pain and knew that he was wrong.

But long-term neglect, coupled with the typical thinking of some parents, is that I am your parent, and nothing I do is wrong.

Yi'ang's questioning words were like a slap in his face.

"Okay, look at what you look like now.

A grown man can take it or leave it, and he can deal with this little thing slowly later.

You know why your mother and I came here today.

I don't want you to pay today, but I want you to make up for these two months within a week."

Yiang looked at Zhang's father's face and felt really sad for Zhang Fuqing.

"No, we have to get it today, otherwise our trip would be in vain!"

When Zhang's mother heard what Zhang's father said, she instantly became unhappy.

Yiang looked at Zhang Fuqing's parents and sneered.

"Hahaha… …

What a good pair of parents!

At this time, you are actually thinking of asking me for money?

Since I started working until now, I must have given you at least 300,000, if not 500,000, right?

How much did Big Brother and Little Sister give you?"

"We raised you up and supported your education, otherwise you wouldn't have such a good job.

It's only natural that you give us money."

Mother Zhang was like a hen whose foot had been stepped on. She quickly spread her wings to protect herself and her beloved children.

"You feed me? From childhood to adulthood, I have eaten what you left over.

He wore old clothes and shoes that his elder brother didn't want anymore, and his schoolbag was also one that they no longer wanted.