TFSRITA Chapter 140

Yan Grandma saw her beloved eldest son in such a pitiful state and instantly forgot everything else, rushing upstairs.

“Son, what’s wrong?” Yan Grandma’s voice was full of motherly concern.

However, as soon as she reached the top of the stairs, she was violently shoved by Nie Cuihua, who was nearly frantic with rage. “It’s all your fault for giving birth to such people! I told you not to let them come, but you insisted, and now they’ve taken our money, our jewelry, everything!”

Yan Grandma stumbled back a few steps and, unable to steady herself, fell down the stairs, crashing onto Grandpa Yan halfway down.

“Ah!”

“Help! Help!”

Nie Cuihua stared blankly as she saw the two elderly figures tumble down the stairs. Her mind went blank, and she stood motionless.

…

Having been on the run for two days, traveling through several cities by bus, Yan Min, along with her husband Wei Changhong and son Wei Jun, had finally stopped at a small town in the south. Both looked pale and exhausted.

“We’re here now; they shouldn’t catch us, right?” Wei Changhong gasped for breath. The constant traveling over the past two days had taken a toll on his body; he leaned heavily on an electric pole, his legs barely holding him up.

On their backs were several bags containing jewelry and gold bricks they’d taken from the Yan household.

Yan Min nodded as well, clearly tired. “We should be fine, right? Honestly, I just said it was no big deal. These things belong to the family; I’m just taking a few things.”

Wei Changhong was still wary. “I feel uneasy about this.”

Yan Min retorted, “Well, don’t take anything then. Don’t complain about the hard journey if you’re not going to help! Besides, as long as we don’t use ID cards, no one will notice us in this small place.”

Seeking fortune through risk.

Yan Min missed her chance to act against Yan Qing right after her brother’s death, which resulted in her losing control of the mansion and the company. But now, seeing the Yan family crumbling, she couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

Wei Jun kicked the bag irritably. “How much longer do we have to walk? I’m exhausted! We need to find a hotel to sleep tonight!”

“Agreed,” Yan Min and Wei Changhong both nodded.

After walking around the small town for a while longer, they finally found a hotel that didn’t require ID. They checked in there.

The three of them initially intended to share a room, but Wei Jun didn’t seem keen on the idea. “I’m too old to share a room now! I want my own space.”

Yan Min usually caved into her son’s wishes, so she agreed reluctantly. “Alright, just be careful and keep the door locked…”

She followed her son into the room, worried he might get picked on.

But Wei Jun, at over six feet tall and weighing over 160 pounds, wasn’t exactly small or easy to push around.

Once inside, Wei Jun immediately shut the door, leaving his mother outside.

Yan Min wiped her nose and returned to the room, where Wei Changhong was already lying down.

She joined him, smiling despite her exhaustion. “It’s a good thing I overheard them talking about selling stuff to cover the debts. We’ve got these things now, so even if the mansion is gone, at least we’re better off than before.”

Wei Changhong mumbled in agreement, “Yeah, I’m tired. I’m going to sleep.”

Yan Min nodded. “Mm.”

The two of them fell asleep quickly, completely exhausted, even snoring lightly.

Suddenly, loud banging and voices interrupted their sleep. They were both jolted awake.

“What’s happening?” Wei Changhong groaned gruffly.

“The electrical circuit shorted out; it’s on fire! Get out, quickly!” It sounded like a panic-stricken voice from the front desk.

Half-asleep, the two scrambled out of bed in a hurry. Fortunately, they were still fully clothed, so they could leave without delay.

However, when they opened the door, they were dumbfounded.

Standing outside were several police officers in uniform.

Wei Min and Wei Changhong’s faces turned ashen. They hesitated, but when they saw their son already caught, they snarled in unison, “Leave my son alone! He’s innocent…”

The leading officer smiled. “Luckily for you, your son was online at night, using his ID. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have found you here.”

Wei Min and Wei Changhong’s shocked expressions froze as they stared at their son, their anger boiling over into a guttural roar: “Wei Jun!”

On October 1, with a four-day holiday break, on the last day, Yan Qing was packing her things to leave when she received a call from Chu Yang. The news was about Yan Min being arrested for embezzling others’ finances, and Yan Xianhong suffered a stroke from the shock. Yan Qing’s grandparents, the Yan family’s elderly couple, both fell down the stairs and were severely injured, requiring hospitalization.

The only member of the Yan family still alive and well was Nie Cuihua. Although the stolen items were eventually returned, Yan Xianhong couldn’t manage the situation. Yan Min was imprisoned, and the Yan Corporation immediately declared bankruptcy. To pay off the company’s debts, the mansion was sold.

After all deductions, the Yan family was left with less than 200,000 yuan, along with a few luxury items they had previously purchased. It was as if they had been thrown back to their starting point overnight.

For Yan Min’s family, things were even worse than before. Their son had to use his ID to get online, and once his ID was logged into the network, it was immediately flagged by the cyber police. Both husband and wife were arrested, leaving their son without money and parents. He had no choice but to return to the rural countryside to live with distant grandparents, and his life quickly spiraled downward.

Yan Qing felt a heavy, overwhelming shock after hearing this news. She almost lost control of her emotions and cried. The original owner must have been very happy. Finally, her wish had come true.

Feeling the lingering emotions in her body, Yan Qing’s eyes were slightly red as she lowered her head. If the original owner were here, she might have given her a comforting pat on the head. It was sad, really—everything should have been so simple.