On the side, Boss Huang had waited for a while, but Su Xiaofeng still hadn't arrived, sounding rather impatient, "So, have you decided whether to save him or take the money?"
"Fat lady, Old Su is definitely not going to make it. If the boss offers compensation, just take it. Once Xiaofeng arrives, this money will have nothing to do with you. You'd better think it through," a man from He Ximei's hometown village quietly suggested to He Ximei.
"He won't die," He Ximei knelt on the ground, tightly holding Old Su's hand. "He won't die."
"Look at him, he doesn't look like someone who's going to live," the other party shook their head. "Don't be too naïve; you have looked after his household for over a decade. It's only right that this compensation should go to you. If the money ends up in the hands of his daughter, you'll have no part in it.
