Chapter 235: He doesn't even want to sit in the same car as me?

"Mom, Zhou Yue just called me and said Zhou Xiaojun is in critical condition. Her car is broken, and she can't get a taxi, so I'm going to take her there."

Lin Dazhi said this, finished the rice in his bowl in a few bites, set it down on the table, and stood up to walk outside.

"Is that so? Then you should go quickly. One thing is one thing, another is another; even though you two aren't a couple anymore, even if it were a stranger encountering something like this, we should help if we can." Hearing her son's words, He Lihua said hurriedly.

Although she was a woman from the countryside, she was sensible and understood the bigger picture. The mother and daughter had clearly not come with good intentions when they mentioned remarriage earlier, so it was right for her son to have them kicked out. But now that they had encountered such a situation in their family, it would be going too far to watch from the sidelines and laugh.

"Mom, I know, don't worry," Lin Dazhi said, taking the coat handed to him by Bai Weiwei to put on, and then walked out the door.

"I'll go with you," Bai Weiwei said gently.

"Alright, you and Zhou Yue are best friends; it is indeed right to go over and take a look at a time like this, and help out a bit," Lin Dazhi nodded and agreed to Bai Weiwei's request.

Outside the main gate, that exclusive luxury business vehicle custom-ordered from the Mercedes-Benz company for nearly ten million, along with four security vehicles, were already prepared and ready. This was the standard configuration for Lin Dazhi when he went out; even if he were just going to the village shop to buy a bottle of water, it was this specification. This wasn't him showing off because he had too much money, but rather because with his current high net worth, many people were watching him, and it wasn't worth taking risks; this could save a lot of trouble.

Lin Dazhi got into the car, and the motorcade drove toward the entrance of the village in a grand procession.

Just after leaving the village, Lin Dazhi saw Xie Fenglan and her daughter Zhou Yue waiting anxiously by the side of the road.

The two of them also saw Lin Dazhi's motorcade. Zhou Yue glanced at her own Mazda 6, which had paint that was even peeling, then looked at the luxurious and prestigious business vehicle Lin Dazhi was sitting in, as well as the four Land Rover SUVs escorting him in front and behind, and a strong feeling of jealousy once again rose from her heart involuntarily!

Although she said she didn't care, as someone who had been with Li Yongquan and had seen the world, Zhou Yue knew all too well how happy the lives of the wealthy were! Thinking that her ex-husband was now living this happy life, while she still had to work that miserable job, relying on a salary of a few thousand yuan a month to get by, a strong sense of unwillingness welled up in her.

Xie Fenglan pulled Zhou Yue along, almost jogging all the way to Lin Dazhi's luxury business vehicle.

Lin Dazhi lowered the car window and saw Xie Fenglan's annoying old face.

However, at this moment, a rare trace of anxiety and grief appeared on that old face!

"Dazhi, Xiaojun is dying, the hospital has issued a critical condition notice, you must help think of a way!" Xie Fenglan was so anxious she was jumping up and down.

"Auntie Xie, I am not a doctor; you should be saying this to the hospital. I know you are very anxious right now, I will arrange for a car to take you there, and Weiwei and I will go over in a moment," Lin Dazhi said calmly.

"Right, right, go to the hospital first, go to the hospital first, hurry up and open the car door," Xie Fenglan said while reaching for the car handle.

"You take the car in the very front, I'll have them drive faster," Lin Dazhi said, pointing to the Land Rover in front that was responsible for clearing the way.

"What? Why won't you let me sit in this car?" Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, a flash of displeasure appeared on Xie Fenglan's face.

"Oh, Mom, what time is it, why are you still fussing over this!" Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Zhou Yue grabbed her mother and walked toward the Land Rover in the front.

However, just as she was about to get in the car, she still turned her head to look at Lin Dazhi's private car, her eyes filled with a strong sense of unwillingness.

How could she not understand the meaning behind Lin Dazhi's words just now?

"What, now you don't even want to sit in the same car as me?"

"Making me sit in a bodyguard's car, in your heart, is this the status I have?"

Zhou Yue gritted her teeth; even though she reminded herself over and over again to draw a line with Lin Dazhi, that no matter how rich he was, it was his business, and she couldn't let Lin Dazhi look down on her, but looking at that luxury business vehicle and the exquisitely dressed and beautiful Bai Weiwei inside, she felt as if a thorn had been stuck in her heart, hurting unbearably!

"Da Liu, have the lead car drive faster, no need to follow us, send those two to the hospital first," Lin Dazhi ordered.

"Understood, Boss." Da Liu, sitting in the passenger seat, did not hesitate at all and immediately executed the order.

He was the captain in charge of Lin Dazhi's security team and also a battle-hardened elite. Although he hadn't been with Lin Dazhi for long, he had already eliminated several dangerous situations for him. Lin Dazhi was very satisfied with his ability and loyalty.

Actually, this world is just that simple; there's no need to test everyone's level of loyalty over and over again. As long as your money is provided, everything is OK, why bother with that effort? Like in some novels where they insist on writing about a soldier king encountering difficulties at home, then the protagonist acts righteously and spends money, or helps out, insisting on making people grateful and repaying them—where is the need for it to be so complicated?

In a capitalist world, as long as you have money, you can buy most of the things you want, including loyalty.

Lin Dazhi looked at the lead car that had broken away from the motorcade and started to accelerate, thought for a moment, and then called Zhang Xiaoli.

"Zhou Xiaojun is dying, the hospital has issued a critical condition notice, Weiwei and I are rushing to the hospital from Baihe Village, you should go take a look too, you should fulfill the obligations that are due," Lin Dazhi ordered.

"Alright Lin, I'll go over now." After receiving Lin Dazhi's call, Zhang Xiaoli did not hesitate at all; after hanging up, she immediately stood up to prepare.

Meng Ruolan, who was nearby processing work, saw Zhang Xiaoli get a call and walk out, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"Zhou Xiaojun is dying, Lin just called me and told me to go to the hospital to take a look, I guess it's to see him for the last time," Zhang Xiaoli said casually while putting on her clothes.

"Oh, do you need my help?" Meng Ruolan asked.

"No need," Zhang Xiaoli said without looking back.

"Hmm, then please accept my condolences," Meng Ruolan said.

"Condolences? What do I have to mourn? That family of scumbags has been scheming against me from beginning to end, scheming against Lin, I was just playing along with their schemes and acting with them. Now that this play is coming to an end, I'm too happy to be sad, what is there to mourn?" Zhang Xiaoli said with a giggle.

"I was just saying, no matter what, you were Zhou Xiaojun's nominal wife for such a long time, you should still offer some condolences," Meng Ruolan said with a smile.

"Whatever, I'll do whatever Lin tells me to do. Alright, I won't chat with you anymore, I'm going first," Zhang Xiaoli said, then stood up and walked out the door.