Her husband needed fifty million for his business, and her daughter needed sixty million to start her company.
Selling her dowry villa would just cover it.
"Youyou, don't go asking your classmates and friends anymore. Mom will give you the sixty million,"
"Really? That's great, thank you, Mom, I love you the most. I'll definitely take good care of you in the future and never let you get sick again!"
Wen Nianyou was overcome with joy. She quickly changed Lady Wen's dressing and then urged her to transfer the money, "Mom, when can you give me the money? I want to get the company started as soon as possible!"
As soon as she finished speaking, an icy, piercing voice said, "Madam has just woken up from craniotomy surgery, and you don't care about her health, but are in a rush for the money? Miss Nianyou, you're so 'filial'."