The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 922 - 358: My Sister Is Reborn (Part 2)

Mr. He worked as a driver for a small company, and because he had a car, he rushed over as soon as he got a call from his wife.

Talking about their youngest daughter He Tiantian, Mr. He felt both heartache and guilt.

When Mrs. He was pregnant back then, Granny He happened to have a car accident, and Mr. He was in the army, unable to take care of the family.

Mrs. He, with a big belly, was busy taking care of her mother-in-law, looking after their eldest daughter, and managing household chores.

Later, Granny He recovered from her illness, but Mrs. He was so exhausted that she had a premature birth.

Their youngest daughter had to be born before eight months, weighing less than four pounds at birth.

Her ears were transparent, and her tiny hands and feet looked like they could break easily.

She stayed in the incubator for a whole month before gradually recovering.

But since then, their youngest daughter was frail and often sick, frequently needing hospitalization.

Mr. He felt it was his fault, thinking he was neither a good son, nor a good husband, and had failed his youngest daughter the most.

Because of this, Mr. He voluntarily asked to transfer and return home.

He found a small company close to home, just so he could take care of the family properly.

Mrs. He also felt very guilty towards their daughter, thinking she hadn’t given their child a healthy body.

The couple especially favored their frail and sickly daughter.

They finally managed to raise the little one to seventeen years old, just about to be able to attend university, to grow up, but, but then this happened.

"It’s my fault! All my fault! I shouldn’t have forced Tiantian to study!"

"Right! Right, right, we won’t force her from now on. If she can’t get into university, so be it, we can enroll her in a private one, or simply send her abroad!"

Mr. and Mrs. He huddled together, finally able to sit quietly and wait.

The couple clutched each other’s hands tightly, speaking regretfully to one another.

Actually, the He Family’s financial situation was quite good.

Even though Mr. He was only a driver, earning a monthly salary of one to two thousand yuan.

But they owned a house.

The old He Family house was in a village in the city; the home lot had a six-story building, each floor divided into seven or eight single rooms.

Renting them out, each single room wasn’t expensive, only 200 or 300 yuan.

But added up, it was a lot, bringing in over ten thousand yuan a month just in rent for the He Family.

At this time, the average salary in their city was just over a thousand yuan.

The rent from one He Family building was equal to an entire year’s salary of an ordinary worker.

And such "illegal buildings," Mr. He had one, Mrs. He had one.

Besides the old house in the village, the He Family also had a school district house in the city center and two stores.

In other words, even if Mr. He did nothing, their family wouldn’t worry about food or drink.

Mr. and Mrs. He had two children, and both sets of parents had passed away, so there wasn’t much burden.

The only financial costs were the two daughters.

Their eldest daughter, He Tianxin, was in her junior year of university, doing well in her studies, likely to get into a graduate program.

Graduate school in the early 2000s was still very prestigious.

After graduation, He Tianxin’s job wouldn’t be something Mr. and Mrs. He needed to worry about.

But the youngest daughter, with her poor health and below-average academics, was a concern for Mr. and Mrs. He.

They could indeed divide the property among their daughters; with a building in the village, it would be enough for the youngest daughter to live without worry.

But the problem was, the property was just that, and if they lived off it, it would run out.

If the youngest daughter didn’t have a skill, no ability to support herself, and in case of unexpected events when the couple was no longer around, who could the youngest daughter rely on?

Mr. and Mrs. He had never attended college, but they knew that knowledge is the greatest wealth.

The couple genuinely wanted the best for their daughter, urging her to study hard and get into a good university, so that she could secure a stable career, whether as a teacher or a civil servant.

Yet now, sitting outside the operating room, the couple regretted——

They weren’t short on money, so why did they have to force their child?

If she couldn’t manage the college entrance exam, then send her abroad.

If going abroad didn’t yield good results either, then just let her stay home.

They were still young; they should take advantage of their ability to work to earn more money, to buy more houses and stores for their children.

Even if their child couldn’t do anything, they could still collect rent, couldn’t they?

With the rental income, at least their child wouldn’t go hungry.

When she gets married, they’d screen for a reliable son-in-law, so their daughter’s later life would have a support.

...As long as their daughter lived, all this was possible.

If their daughter was driven to death by them, then, then——

It was at this moment that the door to the operating room finally opened.

Mr. and Mrs. He seemed to be sitting on springs, jumping up instantly and rushing towards the doctor.