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Stepmother: I Am Asked To Give A Kidney To My Half-Brother

When Lu Ming’s biological father and stepmother came looking for him, he didn’t feel happy or excited. A long time ago, Lu Ming’s father, Lu Yaohua, abandoned his wife and son and married his lover. For 18 years, Lu Ming had not seen his father, even when his mother passed away. Now, Lu Ming’s father came looking for him because his half-brother was sick and needed a kidney transplant. The first thing his father and stepmother said to him was that they wanted a kidney from him. “We are a family. You’re his older brother. It’s your responsibility to save your little brother. If you can help Ze, we’ll give you 10 million yuan,” offered Lu Yaohua. “A human can survive with one kidney, right? How can you not save your brother when he’s dying? You’re just like your useless mom!” scolded the stepmother. “Heck! I would never have agreed to dad spending the 10 million if the donor center has a suitable kidney for me!”the younger brother cursed . [Option 1: Agree to the request. Reward: A halo for enduring humiliation. Option 2: Decline the request. Reward: 51% of the shares of Wanke Real Estate—one the top 500 listed companies in the country.] Lu Ming stared coldly at the three visitors and scoffed. “I don’t have a brother like you, or a family. Get out!”

Wind's Mark · Urban
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510 Chs

I Will Give You A Sum of Money!

Editor: Atlas Studios

"I didn't understand at the time. In order to support Lu Yaohua's career, Mom gave up her stable and well-paid job and came all the way to Shanghai. How could Lu Yaohua be so heartless? Before they even got a divorce, Lu Yaohua had his eyes on his second wife.

Not only did he abandon his wife and son, but he also wanted to erase our existence. His wife, Tang Wenyi, ordered every company in Shanghai not to hire my mom, leaving her no choice but to work low-paying jobs. There were many times when I woke up at night and saw her doing handiwork.

All those years, Lu Yaohua didn't care about me and my mother. He didn't even know when my mom passed away. We were so poor that we had nothing to eat. Once, Mom hadn't eaten for two days, but she fed me the remaining bread so that I could grow. She even lied to me that there was more."

How could there be more?

The bit of bread was scavenged from some nook or cranny.