He Is Warmer Than Time

Oh, no wonder I jumped up and down in the hospital just now and wanted to make her pay more. It turned out that she really couldn't get the 10,000 yuan. She really wanted to get the money, so she revealed her stuff.

Prodigal girl.

Mu Guohui hurriedly walked to Mu Qiqi's side: "Brother, calm down and speak well."

Mu Qiqi blushed with anger and his neck was thick: "You tell her, I will manage the money to her, and I will manage the whole family to her. What is she doing? If it wasn't for my father's illness, I really didn't know that I had money for so many years. Give it to her, she was completely defeated."

Mu Guohui frowned and looked at Liu Cuixiang: "Sister-in-law, tell my elder brother, what's going on? Where is the money? Where does your family have so much expenses?"

Obviously Liu Cuixiang had just been beaten, and there were a few red marks on her face, and she was embarrassed because of her disheveled hair.

She shrank on the side of the bed with a little fear: "I...I usually play a little mahjong. If I lose a little money, I don't know that the old man will suddenly fall ill."

Mu Mian raised her eyebrows, um, little mahjong, it's so small, she lost tens of thousands, she still thinks it's little mahjong, she can't listen anymore.

She couldn't listen anymore, and the uncle naturally couldn't listen anymore, so he pumped a feather duster on her, "Little mahjong? Huh? I didn't calculate it carefully, but after so many years, my salary is less than 20,000 yuan in savings, right? Now there are only two thousand left. Tell me that you are playing mahjong? You stinky lady, I will kill you today. If I can't kill you, my surname will not be Mu."

Cao Feng feels soft: "Brother, forget it, forget it, the money is gone, she won't be able to come back if you kill her, otherwise..."

Mu Mian grabbed her and dragged her out, staring at her: "Mom, what do you want to do?"

Cao Feng whispered: "Otherwise, our family will put the money in for them first."

Mu Mian gritted his teeth and said: "On the mat? Is it loaned to their home or something?"

Cao Feng said with a sad face: "It's all from his own family, do you want to be so clear?"

Mu Mian squeezed her wrist tightly: "You treat people as your own family, but they don't treat you as your own family. Mom, do you have to be this good old man?"

Cao Feng: "Then what are you going to do?"

Mu Mian lowered his eyes, and forgot it: "It's okay to lend it to their family, but I have to make an IOU and press her fingerprints."

Cao Feng looked at her embarrassedly: "It's all a family, do you have to make it so ugly?"

Mu Mian is firm: "Yes, you have to, if you can't open this mouth, let me open it."

She doesn't care anyway.

Cao Feng is still very embarrassed: "Is this really good?"

Mu Mian sighed: "Okay, mom, I'm in charge of this matter. You and Dad hurry home and prepare the money."

Mu Mian entered the uncle's house again, her father was still struggling, Mu Mian coughed: "Dad, mom called you, you go home first."

Mu Guohui glanced at her, Mu Mian winked at him, and Mu Guohui ran out.

Mu Mian cleared his throat and said, "Auntie, my parents can put this money on your family first."

Liu Cuixiang saw hope at once, and rushed over to shake her hand: "I knew you were a good boy."

Mu Mianqiang resisted the nausea, and said rationally: "But you have to make an IOU, and you have to press your fingerprints."

Liu Cuixiang's face suddenly became cold: "Are you crazy? You want to get rich and want to be crazy, so you just let me yell the IOU and press my fingerprints, and get out of the loan shark, right?"