As the long-lost son of the Lu family in Jiangzhou, Lu Yi originally thought this was heaven's favor upon him, but the truth was far from it.
Seventeen years of destitution did not earn h...
Instead, they opened the vault.
When Fan Tong was around, no matter how much she lost playing mahjong, someone would always cover for her and pay it off for her.
But things are different now. Not only is no one helping her repay her debts, but her former close friends and family are also kicking her while she's down, forcing her to sign several loan agreements.
At the crucial moment, she finally heard Lu Han's number again in the recording of Fan Tong's last phone call.
They then tried calling back.
"Son, please save your mother! If you don't save me, these people will drive me to my death!"
Liu Cui was all alone.
But she deliberately cried out loudly, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I promise I'll get the money back, I'll get it now..."
Lu Han was terrified.
He almost forgot that Fan Tong had a wife.
"How can you prove you're my mother?"
Upon hearing the word "money," his muddled consciousness instantly cleared.
There are too many scammers these days.
Maybe someone is impersonating my biological mother to scam me out of money.
After all, he had never met this so-called mother and had no feelings for her whatsoever.
Fan Tong at least helped him solve his problems, but what did Liu Cui do?
That woman is a terrible gambler!
Maybe she was addicted to gambling back then, which is why she sold herself for money.
"Han'er, it really is your mother! You have a mole on your left buttock, your second toe is longer than your big toe, you have three whorls on your head, and your eyes are different sizes..."
Ptooey!
Lu Han was annoyed by her self-justification. Is this her real mother?
How much will it cost?
"Eight hundred thousand... no, no, no, if that's inconvenient for you, seven hundred and ninety thousand will do..."