Chapter 400


    At this time, Sienna thought of her appearance when she was in school. Because she had been


    spoiled by her family since she was a child, Sienna had always been self- willed and ignorant. Since


    the incident between her and Jonah, it was rare for her to show such a look. Naturally, she couldn''t


    bear to refuse her.


    I thought for a moment and said, "I want to talk to my uncle."


    "Is it meaningful to talk about it with you? It''s meaningless." Sienna did not agree with my


    suggestion at all.


    "But we can''t talk about it. After all, we are rtives. If we cut off the rtionship between rtives


    like this, I will be sad. I believe that my mother doesn''t want me to do this."


    "But the problem is that your uncle and the others don''t think so. They don''t treat you as a rtive


    anymore. If they regard you as a rtive, how could they do such a thing? It''s like kicking you when


    you''re down," Sienna said angrily.


    "Maybe they reallyck money," Iforted myself.


    In addition to this simple and direct statement, I really couldn''t think of anything else that could


    make my uncle ask me for money.


    In fact, if they really needed money, they could tell me clearly that I could help them. After all, the


    hundreds of thousands of yuan that Harrison gave me was not enough. If they needed relief, I could


    give it to them.


    But if they wanted to use this method to ask me for money, I would never agree.


    Because Sienna couldn''t convince me, she had no choice but to let me go to find my uncle and the


    others, but she insisted oning with me.


    In the taxi, I looked at Sienna, who was sitting next to me, and said, "You and I have nothing to do. I


    just want to talk to them. It''s not a quarrel or a fight. You need to stop me." "If I don''t stay with you


    like this, you will be bullied to death," Sienna said rudely.


    Hearing this, I was speechless for a moment, so I simply sat in my seat and did not speak. Anyway,


    I would leave after talking to my uncle. Sienna just had to sit at another table and did not speak.


    If Sienna spoke, I was really afraid that they would fight.


    When I reached the entrance of the neighborhood where my uncle lived, I called him and told him


    that I was waiting for him at the coffee shop at the door. It took me about five minutes to get there.


    I looked at my uncle, who was full of vicissitudes of life, and whispered, "Uncle."


    The look in his uncle''s eyes avoided me. He only gave a soft ''hmm'', indicating that he had heard


    me.


    "What would you like to drink?" I asked.


    Uncle looked up at me and quickly lowered his head. He shook his head and said, "No need. It''s not


    easy for you to earn money. Just tell me directly what you want from me." "Since you know it''s not


    easy for me to earn money, why did you do that with my aunt, Ning Jiayi?" I whispered.


    I sat in my seat and looked at my uncle across from me. Just then, I saw his hands sped


    together. He rubbed his hands back and forth, feeling very uneasy.


    In fact, I don''t understand why he is so uneasy. Shouldn''t I be the one who is uneasy now? I should


    keep an uneasy mood every day if I can get money from my rtives.


    But her uncle didn''t look like he was putting on an act.


    Picking up the teacup, I took a sip and asked softly, "Uncle, it''s not because you have some


    difficulties, so you need money."


    "There''s nothing urgent that needs money. It''s just that it belongs to us," his uncle said bluntly.


    "It belongs to you?" Hearing this, Iughed.


    "If this house belongs to you, I will definitely give you all the money without saying a word. But the


    problem is that this house does not belong to you. I believe that uncle knows the truth better than I


    do."


    His uncle suddenly looked up at me. "Chelsea, in order to get the money, you would rather lose us,


    your rtives. Do you have a conscience?"


    "Why can''t I get through it? Why can''t I get through it? It belongs to my mother and me. Why can''t I


    get through it?"


    His uncle turned his head and said in a low voice, "I know we are sorry for you. When your mother


    was sick and you begged us, we didn''t give you a penny. But it will be too difficult for us to get


    enough money."


    "It''s all in the past. We don''t need to mention it anymore." At this time, I really wanted to cry, but in


    order not to hear it, I had to lower my voice.


    Now that this matter was brought up, I really didn''t know how to answer. If I said that it was not my


    uncle''s fault that he didn''t help at that time, it would be impossible.


    I''ve always said that I was lucky to meet Harrison, but if I didn''t meet him, what would my mother


    do?


    "I''ve experienced too much. It''s hard for others to do it, but difficult for everyone to do it, so I don''t


    want to say much."


    "If it was someone else, I might say it. It doesn''t matter if I don''t have money. After all, it has nothing


    to do with them. But when this person was reced by my uncle''s family, I couldn''t say these


    words. Because I knew that they had money, but I didn''t want to lend it to me. In fact, I was afraid


    that I couldn''t return it."


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    My mother passed away. How could I have paid such arge sum of money? You have the right not


    to lend it to me, and I have the right not to forgive them.


    "Uncle is right, because you are really sorry for my mother. After all, he is your only sister," I said


    slowly.


    My uncle looked at me and argued, "But you can''t me me for these things. It has always been


    your aunt holding the money. I really can''te out."


    "That''s why I didn''t me my uncle, didn''t I?" I asked.


    "If you don''t me me, you should give us half of the house''s money. But you don''t want to do it


    now. Don''t you me me?"


    I burst intoughter when I heard that.


    What logic is this? Why do I have to give him the money if I forgive or don''t me my uncle? Who


    set this rule?


    Looking at the frowning uncle opposite me, I was disappointed and sad. If I didn''t guess wrong, he


    must be very anxious now. He was anxious to answer me and whether he would give me money or


    not.


    "But why should I give him money? Is it because he is my uncle that I want to give him money?


    When my mother was in the hospital, my mother was still my uncle''s sister. Why didn''t my uncle


    give me money? Didn''t he want to save my mother?"


    I admit that I was upset about the fact that my uncle''s family didn''t lend me money. I also believed


    that as long as it was someone, they wouldn''t easily forget about it. After all, life was a matter of life


    and death.


    Looking at my uncle on the opposite side, I took a sip of tea and said slowly, "That house is where


    my mother and I have lived since we were young. It has all the memories and beauty of us. I don''t


    know what the rtionship between uncle and that house is, but I believe that even if there is a


    rtionship, it has nothing to do with me."