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The night shift is deeper.

Yan Bugui and his wife were awakened by a loud noise of breaking something.

Yan Bugui sat up with a start, turned on the light, and felt the room filled with cold air.

"Oh my, who is so wicked to do this? The glass is broken!" the third aunt cried out.

Yan Bugui was also heartbroken.

This all comes from money, his heart is bleeding!

"Hurry up and go take a look." Yan Bugui put on some clothes and shoes and went out to take a look.

Several residents in the front yard heard the noise and came out to see what was happening.

"What happened, Uncle?"

"I heard glass breaking."

"Hey, who did you offend? Why did he break your glass?"

The residents started talking about it.

Even some people in the Intermediate Court were alarmed.

Yan Bugui took a look at the door that was tightly closed.

He gritted his teeth and thought, "It must be that little bastard Yan Jiecheng. I didn't agree to sell the house, so he started to act up!"

This is indeed the case. It was Yan Jiecheng who broke the glass.

At this moment, he asked with a smile: "Dad, have you made enemies outside? This piece of glass is worth a lot of money, right?"

"Hmph, it's a lot of money, I'll call the police!" Yan Bugui said with his eyes glaring.

In fact, he just wanted to scare Yan Jiecheng. After all, this was a family scandal and how could it be made public?

If the news gets out that his son is unfilial and his grandson smashes his glass, will he still be able to save his reputation?

Yan Jiecheng had obviously anticipated what Yan Bugui would say, and said fearlessly: "We have to call the police, but Dad, when are you going to install this glass?"

"Nonsense!" Yan Bugui glared, "We need to hire someone to install it during the day, otherwise how can we live in the house?"

"Oh, what if you finish installing it and it gets smashed right after? You'll install it again later? No matter how much money you have, it won't be enough to pay for the hassle of going back and forth."

Yan Jiecheng’s meaning is very clear. If you don’t agree to sell your house to me for my medical treatment, I will make trouble for you every day.

It depends on whether you can bear it or not.

If you have the guts, call the police station to arrest me and your own son. In the end, you will be the one who will be embarrassed.

It can be said that Yan Jiecheng really gave it his all in order to cure the disease.

"this..."

Yan Bugui hesitated.

Yes, a thief can steal for a thousand days, but you can never guard against thieves for a thousand days.

If this bastard keeps torturing himself every day, life will be really unbearable. Not to mention anything else, the money he earns won't even be enough to buy Anxin Glass every day.

The residents saw that the father and son spoke in a sarcastic and confusing tone and felt that something was not right.

But no one interrupted.

Seeing that there was nothing else important, everyone went back to rest. After all, they had to go to work tomorrow.

Only the father and son were left in the yard.

"You kid, are you crazy?" Yan Bugui gritted his teeth and said, "Pay me the money for the glass!"

"No problem." Yan Jiecheng did not deny it, but smiled and said, "I will pay you for the glass, and you will pay for my medical treatment. To tell you the truth, I have already sold my house to Li Meng, and now I only need your house. Dad, don't blame me for being cruel. If you don't agree, it will be equivalent to destroying me. Then, as long as I am around, you will never have a peaceful life."

"You can also report me to the police station to be arrested. It's up to you. I can accept whatever you do."

Seeing Yan Jiecheng acting like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Yan Bugui became more and more angry.

He made up his mind and said through gritted teeth: "Good boy, you want to provoke me, right? Your father was not scared of anything, so you can just wait to be put in jail!"