The car stopped at the entrance of Daye Village, and Lin Hao, dressed in a suit, got out.
Over the years, Daye Village had changed dramatically compared to the past.
But in the eyes of Lin Hao, who grew up in Beijing, it was still a shabby countryside place.
This wasn't necessarily a bad thing; Lin Hao felt more at ease because of it.
Living in such a place surely meant a low quality of life. His aunt had spent her whole life in such a place and probably hadn't enjoyed much.
As long as she was willing to trade her life for his father's, he could let his aunt stay in the best hotels and dine in the finest restaurants.
If time allowed, she could even go on a trip abroad.
This was a treatment she could never possibly enjoy in her lifetime.
Lin Hao even planned to arrange jobs for his aunt's descendants.
They probably couldn't afford much education, but he could arrange a sinecure for them in his company.
They could receive a salary every month.
