Chapter 2023 - 667: For You! (Part 4)
She and Tang Song really did not resemble a normal couple.
Not to mention anything else, coming to Rong City together, they were definitely supposed to live together.
Thinking of this, although there was not much change on the surface, her heart had already started pounding heavily.
"Well... when he arrives, I’ll ask him what he thinks."
Just at this moment.
Xie Shuyu’s phone rang again.
[Inspiration Design - Cheng Qiuyu]
"I’ll take this call."
Xie Shuyu waved to Meng Ran, picked up the phone.
As she walked towards the bedroom, she answered the call.
"Hello? Qiuqiu."
"Yes, it’s convenient, what’s up, tell me."
"Lawyer? Did you encounter some problem?"
"Mmm... okay, I’ll help you find someone first and send you their contact later."
...
Rongcheng Second People’s Hospital.
At the end of the sixth-floor corridor in the inpatient department.
Outside the window was the pitch-dark night sky and the chaotic city lights overlapping below.
Qiuqiu stood by the window, holding the slightly heated phone, lips dry.
She took a deep breath, opened the phone number Xie Shuyu sent, and dialed it.
"Hello? Is this Lawyer Wang? Hi, I’m Cheng Qiuyu, introduced by President Xie. Here’s the situation, two and a half years ago, my mother purchased an 87-square-meter two-bedroom apartment in ’Harmony Residence’ in the Tianfu New District..."
She recounted the whole process of her mother’s home purchase, the end-of-development issues, and the injuries sustained during rights protection as calmly and objectively as possible.
Then, she pressed the receiver tightly to her ear.
Quietly listening to the lawyer’s professional response, occasionally answering with "Yes", "Right", "Correct" to a few questions.
Regarding this year’s end-of-development issues with Harmony Residence, Lawyer Wang clearly understood the situation, making the communication flow very smoothly.
Ten minutes later, she silently hung up the phone.
She didn’t return to the hospital room; instead, she walked to the plastic resting chair in the corridor and slowly sat down.
Her mother’s condition was basically stable, and she could have been discharged this afternoon.
But that woman refused stubbornly and raucously to be discharged, lying in the hospital bed.
She yelled that the developer’s security guards were the ones who injured her, demanding they must compensate and refund the full home payment.
Towards this mother, Qiuqiu really had no solution, and feared she might make another irreparable mistake.
Therefore, she had no choice but to brazenly seek help from President Xie, hoping to find a legal resolution.
The result was brutal.
Firstly, concerning personal injury compensation.
In such a chaotic collective rights protection site, evidence collection is extremely difficult.
The best possible result, most likely, would be "humanitarian" compensation with one or two thousand for medical bills.
Secondly, the most critical issue, regarding that end-of-development apartment.
Even if they spent time and money to sue and won the case, and the court ordered the developer to refund.
But if the developer is out of money, they will ultimately only have a ’legal receipt’ that entails no real value, and not even enforceable.
The worst and most likely outcome is...
Once the developer declares bankruptcy liquidation, those mortgage debts from banks and trust companies have repayment priorities far above those of normal buyers like them.
By then, not only will they not get their money back, due to property disputes, the apartment legally won’t even belong to them.
She just sat in the corridor for a long time...
Suddenly, a voice called out next to her: "Qiuqiu."
Qiuqiu looked up and saw her mother walking out of the hospital room.
Li Meihua’s always astute and feisty eyes appeared particularly clouded, bloodshot.
She sat heavily beside Qiuqiu on the chair.
"Have you asked that lawyer kid if our apartment money... can it... can it be recovered?"
"It can’t be recovered."
Qiuqiu pressed her dry lips together, as if stating a fact unrelated to herself.
Upon hearing these straightforward words, Li Meihua was first stunned.
Then, large, cloudy tears uncontrollably surged from her eyes.
She suddenly slapped the wall, "Damn ancestors! Those bastards! Turtle eggs! Get run over by a car! All the money they swallowed, may it be spent on medicine! On coffins!"
She cursed out the damned developer using the vilest dialect.
As she cursed, her tears flowed more freely.
The anger in her voice became sobbing.
Family members of patients and nurses passing by looked over.
Their gazes were either sympathetic, impatient, or disdainful.
Qiuqiu instinctively shrank her neck, her body slightly shaking with shame and embarrassment.
Li Meihua seemed unaware, pounding the wall with her fist over and over.
Repeating like Xiang Lin’s wife:
"He told me how nice it was! Said Tianfu New District is Rong City’s future new center, it’s convenient for your job later!"
"The subway will be built beside it, there’s a park! I saw the renderings, people and vehicles are separated, good greenery, there’s even a small garden!"
"All certificates complete! When we bought it, the building was near completion!"
"How... how could it vanish just like that?! Why would it turn out like this?!"
...
The surrounding gazes grew numerous, piercing Qiuqiu like needles.
She seemed unable to endure any more.
The accumulated disgust, misunderstanding, and resentment toward this woman, at this moment, erupted like a volcano.
She suddenly stood up from the chair, turned around, shouted in a near shriek:
"Why did you buy a house?! Who told you to buy a house?! You wanted to cling to your money till death, didn’t you?! Now why did you buy a house?!"
"You dead girl! Wasn’t it for you!"
"Again for me?! Again for me!" Qiuqiu’s expression turned hysterical, "Enough! From the start, weren’t you doing everything for me?!
You went out of town for work, leaving me alone in the village as a left-behind child, all for me!
In middle school, you brought me to Rong City, letting me be bullied in a strange place, all for me!
Grandma got sick, urgently needing money to save her, and you held onto money, refusing to help, all for me!
Now, you’ve lost our life’s savings, and it’s still for me?!
This is two million! Inside... inside there’s my dad’s death compensation too!"
Li Meihua was silenced by her daughter’s barrage of questions, staring at her blankly, tears flowing even more violently.
She cried and argued, "Wasn’t it all for you? Do you know how I lived after your dad died? We’ve been widowed and motherless, without a home of our own, watching others’ faces while living! I was afraid you’d suffer like me afterward!"
She wiped her tears, her voice filled with maddening obstinacy:
"Your dad in those years, when building houses in Rong City, fell from the scaffolding and died. His greatest wish in life was to have a house in the city, to bring you over to enjoy life. I was helpless, couldn’t protect him, I can’t... I can’t fail to protect you too! This house was for you, and the ownership paper also carries your name, Cheng Qiuyu. How could I have foreseen... it would end undone..."
Upon hearing her mother’s words, Qiuqiu stood stunned.
Her lips trembled slightly, words stuck in her throat, unable to speak a single word.