Three Years after His Death, My Mother Asked Me to Give Another 300,000 to My Sister to Study Abroad
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Three years after his death, my mother suddenly burst into my company. "Lin Jia, come out. You haven't contacted your family for so many years. Do you still have a conscience?" The front desk of the company was shocked and quickly called the security guard to stop her. "Auntie, Lin Jia died of illness three years ago. We couldn't contact her family members at the time, and the company handled the funeral arrangements." Her mother looked a little disbelieving. She raised her hand to smooth her hair, and said in a strong tone: "She didn't like to get sick since she was a child. You are lying about dying of illness." "Tell her, if she doesn't come home, I will throw out the dead cat she raised." Mom left the company angrily. I floated in the air and looked at the ball in my arms. After I died, Tuan Tuan also went on a hunger strike and died. How could we still have cats at home now?
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