Mo Qingying felt wronged and angry after she finished speaking.
I remember when Mingdai first married into the Mo family, she took care of everything in the Mo family, from eating and drinking to sleeping. She even arranged what they wore and what accessories they had.
It was from that time on that Mo Qingying was finally able to hold her head high and be able to hold her head up in front of those who looked down on her.
In fact, the Mo family was just a well-off family with some money at the beginning, far from being a true upper class.
The clothes and jewelry that Mingdai bought for Mo Qingying were, to be honest, top-notch. Mo Qingying may not have seen them before, but considering her situation at the time, they were already quite good.
She enjoyed this treatment for more than two years, until it became very obvious that Mo Yumei was unhappy with Mingdai. At that time, Mingdai stopped trying to please her and automatically kept her distance.
After being scolded by her daughter, Mo Yumei slowly began to remember how good Mingdai was.
But she quickly dismissed the idea.
“When Mingdai buys you things, do you really think she wants to be good to you? She just wants to show off her abilities. She thinks that by helping our Mo family, she has become a great benefactor who can ride roughshod over us. She’s always thinking about how to swagger around!”
Mo Qingying remained silent, lost in her regret over losing Mingdai's purchase of the nice things.
Mo Yumei couldn't stand it anymore.
"Can't you be a little more sensible? You have no memory of how Mingdai treated you."
Mo Qingying said defiantly, "Anyway, there's no way to renege on these millions. Even if we come to their door, they won't pay any attention to us. They might even call the police and put me in jail."
Mo Qingying grabbed the anxious Mo Yumei.
"Mom, the most urgent thing is to raise money."
Mo Yumei frowned. "But where are we going to get so much money?"
Mo Qingying asked somewhat awkwardly in a low voice, "Didn't you have some savings on the side? You must have quite a bit, right?"
Mo Yumei was taken aback and immediately scolded her daughter.
“Our family has only been doing well for a few years, and I haven’t been working. Where would I have gotten some secret savings?”
Mo Qingying blushed. If she hadn't been forced into this situation, she wouldn't have coveted the little money her mother had.
Mo Qingying thought for a moment, and then a brilliant idea struck her.
"How about borrowing some from my dad?"
Mo Yumei immediately wanted to refute it upon hearing this.
She and He Yaoyuan were not a real couple, and they couldn't possibly be of the same mind. If she rashly asked him to lend her several million, he probably wouldn't agree.
Mo Yumei looked down at her daughter, who was in a terrible state, and sighed deeply.
He Xingjian led her younger siblings to apologize to He Yaoyuan, but as expected, there was no progress.
He Yaoyuan adopted a haughty attitude and severely reprimanded several juniors. Although he did not directly tell them to pass on a message to He Yaonian, asking him to apologize in person, that was the gist of his words.
The group, who had returned empty-handed, had anticipated this outcome and were surprisingly calm.
Several people were riding in the same car.
On my way to the company.
He Xinglie asked He Xingjian, who was driving.
"Brother, we've already apologized, so does that mean this is all over?"
Anyway, Uncle San didn't say that He Yaoyuan's understanding was absolutely necessary.
He Xingye gave He Xinglie an approving look.
"That's for sure. He's already apologized, what more do you want from us? To carry him in a sedan chair? Humph!"
He Xingqiong, sitting in the passenger seat, looked down to admire her beautiful manicure.
"If you ask me, we should tell Uncle the truth, and then let him decide what to do next."
He Xingjian didn't make a sound; a phone call came in.
He finished the call with a meaningful look.
"There's still a lot going to happen in this story, one twist after another, it won't be over easily."
Sure enough, He Xingjian received a call from He Yaoyuan that afternoon.
The meaning is simple: an apology must be sincere. Do you really expect him to forgive you with just a few "I'm sorry, I was wrong"?
He Xingjian immediately took the plunge and asked for advice in a low voice.
He Yaoyuan was arrogant and overbearing.
"Prepare five million."
He Xingjian's eyelids twitched.
"Uncle, are you short of money?"
Before He Yaoyuan could say anything, He Xingjian chuckled and denied it on He Yaoyuan's behalf.
“I know exactly what your company’s monthly revenue is like. If you’re short of money, then I’ll have to beg on the streets.”
The meaning is clear: Dream on, not a single penny will be given.
"Is this your attitude when you apologize?" He Yaoyuan was very angry.
He Xingjian acted coy.
"Uncle, we truly feel sorry for you, but this money isn't something we can just take out whenever we want. It needs my third uncle's approval first."
"You're kidding me!"
He Yaoyuan sneered, "Can't you guys each come up with a million? This little thing has to bother your third uncle. It seems I have to properly explain the sincerity of your apology to him."
Oh! They're even resorting to threats.
He Xingjian smiled, but her tone was very nervous.
"Uncle, why do this? You should at least let us discuss it."
"I'll send you the account details in a bit. We can discuss it and transfer the funds directly to this account."
He Xingjian ignored her.
After getting off work, I rode in the same car as He Yaonian and told him everything that had happened.
He Yaonian instantly understood what was going on.
"Don't reply yet, let him wait."
He Xingjian thought so too, but what he couldn't understand was...
"Third Uncle, my eldest uncle shouldn't be short of this money, right? Or does Third Uncle know what he needs this money for?"
He Yaoyuan had asked He Yaonian before, but never this many times.
He Yaonian has already treated He Yaoyuan well enough. He has made sure that He Yaoyuan runs the company well and that He Yaoyuan receives the most dividends every year. In addition, He Yaoyuan receives various benefits during holidays.
In short, He Yaoyuan is not short of money. As long as he enjoys his life, he will definitely be rich and noble in his old age.
"Didn't Mo Yumei go to see your uncle today?"
He Yaonian narrowed his deep black eyes slightly, "Your uncle has a good reputation for being rich and generous and not bothered by trivial matters, but when it comes to actually spending money, he won't give a single penny to the Mo family."
To put it bluntly, he just wanted to gamble with the son Mo Yumei bore for him. As for whether he would win or lose, he was probably just waiting for the right opportunity.
He just doesn't know if this opportunity will ever come in his lifetime, since He Yaoyuan rarely has the courage to truly go all out.
He Xingjian suddenly realized that it was to ask for money on behalf of the Mo family.
That raises another question.
What would the Mo family need money for at this point in time?
Has Mo Tingchuan's business run into trouble?
"Xingjian, didn't I tell you to keep an eye on that jewelry scammer? Mo Qingying placed an order for jewelry with him, probably worth five million. It's time for the cash transaction to take place in the next couple of days."
He Yaonian took out his phone, thinking that Ming Dai would probably be quite happy if she knew that Mo Yumei and her daughter were so overwhelmed that they had set their sights on the He family.
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