"Auntie, please pack up the good wine and nutritional supplements for me. I'll take a call." Si Ze instructed the staff who led the way to help him pack, and he walked aside to answer Gu Zhengshan's call.
"Yes, sir."
The staff member readily agreed and walked towards the wine area, unable to hide the smile on his face.
Get rich.
Today's sales are likely to be more than this month's.
I'm so lucky.
"Gu Zhengshan, what's the matter? Tell me." Si Ze's tone was very bad. He was very dissatisfied with Gu Zhengshan's frequent provocations. Now he called him and walked directly into his trap.
Gu Zhengshan: "Yo yo, are you angry?"
Faced with teasing words, Si Ze had no interest in continuing and hung up the phone.
"It's not a kind heart." Gu Zhengshan's eyes fell on the call that Si Ze had hung up, and then he looked up at Qi Xuan who was sitting on the sofa: "I was originally going to tell you that your wife was going to be kidnapped. It was you who hung up, Mr. Si, so don't blame me."
Qi Xuan's sudden arrival interrupted the Yan family's harmonious lunch and also made Yan Mo confused.
She ignored him, walked out of the living room, and went to talk to Gu Zhengshan about the case.
"Give it to me." Qi Xuan instructed the bodyguard behind him, and the bodyguard respectfully handed him an IOU.
Qi Xuan walked up to the host Yan Ming and placed the IOU on the table and pushed it to Yan Ming:
"Uncle, this is the IOU in Yan Yang's hand, please check its authenticity."
"Yes, it's his handwriting."
The person who spoke was Mu Wanyue. She could recognize her husband's handwriting even if it turned into ashes.
Yan Ming did not move: "What does this mean, Master Qi?"
"Pah pah pah."
Qi Xuan clapped his hands, and a dozen burly bodyguards walked in from outside and stood in a row. "I watched Meiyijia's live broadcast this morning and knew that your uncle and aunt were in trouble. I sent these dozen bodyguards to protect your safety. I think you are very clear about my intentions. As long as you agree to let Yan Mo marry me, this 2 million will be my betrothal gift. I can also add an extra 3 million."
The couple looked at each other, then glanced at Yan Mo who was talking to Gu Zhengshan.
Yan Ming: "I still need to ask Yan Mo's opinion on this matter."
"Of course." Qi Xuan agreed.
Mu Wanyue pondered for a moment and asked what she was most worried about:
"Qi Xuan, I want to ask, is it true that you and Momo talked at my doorstep last time?"
In fact, Mu Wanyue was quite satisfied with Qi Xuan regardless of his family background or external conditions. It was only when he said that he liked his sister-in-law and used her daughter as a substitute that Mu Wanyue decided to back off and followed her daughter's wishes.
There is no suitable candidate for my daughter now. If Qi Xuan handles the matter of his sister-in-law properly, Qi Xuan may not be a bad choice.
"Auntie, I won't hide it from you. I used to like my sister-in-law, but since I met Yan Mo, her kindness, bravery, and straightforwardness have all attracted me. Please trust me and believe in your daughter's charm."
This statement is very effective for women. After hearing it, Mu Wanyue's attitude took a 180-degree turn.
"Auntie, go make some tea." Mu Wanyue turned and instructed her husband, "Call your daughter over and have her talk with Qi Xuan."
Yan Ming was already used to his wife's fickleness. He came over to Yan Mo and Gu Zhengshan and said, "Yan Mo, be careful when you go over there later. Qi Xuan has made your mother very confused."
"You don't have to put yourself in a difficult position. Don't treat the 2 million as a burden. If you don't want to, we can just pay him back. Dad hopes you can marry someone you love and live happily forever."
Gu Zhengshan praised: "Uncle, you really dote on your daughter."
"Of course you have to pamper your own daughter. You'll understand when you become a father. No matter how good a pig is, you won't let it eat your cabbage."
Yan Mo: "Dad, look at what you are saying. Mr. Gu is a famous lawyer in Mo City. What you said makes people laugh."
"Of course, uncle, it's very interesting." Gu Zhengshan was telling the truth. Pretending to be polite with those people every day was exhausting.
It's fun to make a little joke occasionally.
Yan Ming didn't dwell on this issue, and Mu Wanyue came to urge him again.
Yan Mo could only follow her mother to the living room.
"Qi Xuan, why are you here again?"
"I said I won't give up." Qi Xuan was still the same as before, smiling warmly and looking at Yan Mo gently.
Qi Xuan gave Yan Mo the IOU that Yan Ming and his wife had not accepted.
"Qi Xuan, why are you doing this? Are you stupid because you have a lot of money?" Yan Mo really had a headache seeing Qi Xuan being so persistent.
He seemed to be deaf to her refusal and continued to do as he pleased, thinking that he had helped her. Little did he know that by doing so, he would not know how much profit he could get back and would even lose 2 million.
She was losing so much that she was about to vomit blood. The chances of getting the money back from her uncle were slim to begin with, and now what happened next, she had the urge to beat him to death. She had just talked to Gu Zhengshan about this matter.
"My family will not acknowledge the 2 million. Go to the police station right now and ask Yan Yang to return the money. If he runs away, your money will be gone. Don't blame me for not warning you."
"It doesn't matter. I've already told my aunt that if you marry me, I'll give you another 3 million." Yan Ming didn't care about the money at all.
Yan Mo slapped his forehead and fell on the sofa.
Oh my God! How could there be such a person who made her so surprised?
She thought that Qi Xuan's incident was enough to open her eyes.
The next person who entered her house knew it by default.
"Excuse me, I saw the door was unlocked, so I came in."
A man, blocked by a full fruit basket, stood at the entrance of the hall and interrupted their conversation.
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