My Wild Wife in Shanghai

"I want you to give me back all your clients and apologize to me," Chen Ye said.

Liu Bishui gritted her teeth and remained silent, but her lips trembled.

Just then, a trembling voice came from inside the house: "Ah Shui, who are you talking to?"

"Colleague!" Liu Bishui hurriedly replied.

Then, she whispered to Chen Ye, "It's too late today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"No, I won't leave until you agree today!" Chen Ye stepped forward.

"Chen Ye, I'm sorry, but let's discuss work-related matters at the company. This is my personal time now. I apologize!"

As Liu Bishui spoke, she reached out to close the door.

Chen Ye stepped forward and grabbed the doorframe. "Liu Bishui, there's no use hiding from me. You have to give me an explanation today."

Tomorrow and the day after are rest days, and no one will be going to the company. Chen Ye is afraid that Liu Bishui will use these two days to do something else, so he must resolve this matter tonight.

Liu Bishui became anxious: "I will take responsibility for all the problems. Please don't bother me anymore now."

As she spoke, she pushed Chen Ye away with her hand.

"Then you'd better resolve this tonight!"

Chen Ye was also furious and shoved Liu Bishui.

"what!"

Liu Bishui couldn't withstand Chen Ye's push and staggered back a few steps.

Chen Ye pushed the door open and entered the house.

However, Chen Ye froze the next second.

The interior decoration of this house is beyond description; it's simply dilapidated.

The room was very dark, with a dim light bulb hanging overhead, and mosquitoes swarming around it.

The walls inside the house were no longer walls; large patches of plaster had peeled off, revealing mottled bricks and yellow earth underneath. A musty smell mixed with dust wafted through the air, and some of the cracks in the walls were so wide that you could fit your little finger inside.

The room was bare, with the only furniture being a rickety low wooden table and two makeshift stools.

In the corner of the room, there was a wooden bed.

A middle-aged man was curled up on the bed.

His face was sallow, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his cheekbones protruded like sharp stones, his chapped lips were bloodless and bluish-purple, and his heavy breathing sounded particularly rough in the silence.

Startled by Chen Ye's intrusion, the man's eyes widened and he began coughing wildly.

Cough cough cough cough!

"dad!"

Liu Bishui hurriedly stepped forward, picked up a water cup, and fed the man water.

Chen Ye never expected that Liu Bishui, who appeared glamorous on the surface, would have such a situation at home.

"Big sister!"

"Big sister!"

Just then, cheerful calls came from outside the door, followed by a teenage girl and a little boy wearing a red scarf filing in.

They were all wearing school uniforms, and their canvas shoes were worn out.

It's hard to imagine that such poverty still exists in today's society, especially in Shanghai.

The next second, the two men saw Chen Ye standing in the room and were surprised.

They haven't had any outsiders visit their home in a long time.

Moreover, this person had a cold face and looked somewhat frightening.

"Sister, who is he? Is he your friend?" the teenage girl asked.

Liu Bishui looked at Chen Ye, her lips trembling, her eyes glistening with tears.

She didn't know how to introduce herself.

Chen Ye felt his throat go dry, and after a long while, he managed to utter three words: "Yes, friend."

Upon realizing that the other was the older sister's friend, the two were relieved and happily rushed to her side.

"Sister, I knew you'd come this weekend. I've missed you so much," the girl said, hugging Liu Bishui's arm.

"Sis, I got first place in the class on my math test today!" the boy said, pulling a certificate from his bag. "Look!"

"Great!"

Liu Bishui accepted the certificate, gently stroking the boy's head, her eyes filled with tenderness and love.

"Sis, our house is so shabby, why did you bring your friend along?" The girl asked shyly, "Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

"No joke!" Chen Ye grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "Your home's decor is so down-to-earth!"

"Hahaha!" The siblings burst into laughter instantly.

"You two look after Dad for a bit!" Liu Bishui said to Chen Ye. "Chen Ye, let's go outside and talk."

"good!"

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow, made a face at the little boy, and then turned and walked out of the room.

Liu Bishui followed them out.

"Let's talk on the bus!"

Liu Bishui opened the car door and got in.

Chen Ye walked around and sat in the passenger seat.

Once the car door is closed, the exquisite interior feels like another world.

"Chen Ye, I did poach a few of your clients, it was my fault," Liu Bishui said. "I apologize to you."

Chen Ye, however, was heavy-hearted and asked, "Is this really your home?"

Liu Bishui said, "I'll return the client to you later..."

Chen Ye seemed not to hear him and continued, "Is your father sick?"

Liu Bishui said, "I did everything by myself, please forgive me!"

Chen Ye, seemingly oblivious, continued, "Were those your younger sister and brother just now?"

"Chen Ye!" Liu Bishui suddenly shouted, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at Chen Ye, her voice trembling slightly, "I don't need anyone's pity, so please don't mention my family's affairs to anyone, and please pretend you didn't see it, okay?"

Liu Bishui was a strong-willed woman; she didn't want others to see her vulnerable side.

The only exception was when I was applying for a subsidy last time, I mentioned it to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan had never been to her house; he only knew that her father, sister, and brother needed money, but nothing else.

Chen Ye frowned: "Sister Bishui, do you need money?"

"Yes!" Liu Bishui said without any attempt to hide it.

"So that's why you stole my clients?" Chen Ye asked.

Liu Bishui didn't speak; she was too ashamed to answer.

Chen Ye smiled slightly: "I knew it. You wouldn't steal my clients for no reason. You were forced into this situation."

Liu Bishui looked up at Chen Ye, feeling a warmth in her heart.

This guy is still making excuses for my mistakes; he's too kind.

"No matter the reason, you can't steal someone else's customers, right?" Chen Ye said with a grin, "You have to give all your customers back to me."

Liu Bishui: "... ..."

Fine! I guess I was just being presumptuous.

Chen Ye took a deep breath and suddenly said, "I just observed Uncle carefully. His face is sallow and he looks emaciated, but his abdomen is distended. It should be cirrhosis with ascites, right?"

Liu Bishui nodded: "Yes! It's alcoholic cirrhosis caused by drinking."

"He's currently relying on medication to stay alive, which costs tens of thousands of yuan every month. Moreover, as his condition worsens, the costs are increasing, and we've sold everything we could at home..."

As she spoke, Liu Bishui's face was filled with sorrow, and large tears streamed down her face.

Chen Ye frowned, deep in thought.

For the next few seconds, the car was unusually quiet; no one spoke.

After a moment, Chen Ye broke the silence: "Let me take a look at my uncle; perhaps there's still a chance to cure him!"