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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!”

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510 Chs

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Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

When Chu Jinyu heard this question, her heart turned cold. Had her secret been discovered?

She had never told Han Qianjing about her childhood friend because they were not close. Most of the time, her mother was too busy for her.

She really admired her mother for being able to support such a big company. Her tactics left her speechless, but she was also very afraid of her. It was because her mother always looked at her expressionlessly, neither praising her nor drawing close to her. In the past she had often suspected if she was really her mother's child.

No mother and daughter interacted like this.

At least from what she could remember, she could count using one hand the number of times she had seen her mother. As a child, even if she had a fall, it would be the servants who helped her up and applied first aid.

She felt like a machine with a fixed program.