Due to lack of start-up funds, his research topic was shelved indefinitely.

"You can come over tomorrow afternoon and find out whether it's true or not." Su Ziyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

His young wife was cooking at home alone, so he had to go back to help! "Su Ziyu, does your young wife... have an older sister? Introduce one to me!"

Su Ziyu hung up the phone directly. He did n't even need to call him .

"Eight thousand? Is she crazy? Why doesn't she just go and rob?" Shen Qiaoling was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

Dong Manting also looked unhappy.

Eight thousand...

How did that short-lived ghost come up with this?! Eight thousand...

Does she know how much eight thousand is?

Eight thousand just for one mouth?!

Shen Zhilan, who was lying on the hospital bed, felt very happy when she heard Shen Zhihuan asked Dong Manting and others to take 8,000 yuan.

The short-lived ghost’s money is her mother’s money, and her mother’s money is…

Her money.

Although Shen Zhilan had not received much education, he was quite good at accounting.

"She said she would only give you one day. If you don't send the money by tomorrow afternoon..." Li Qiuhua didn't dare to say the following sentence which would cause Dong Xuehui to spend the rest of his life in prison.

"One day..." Shen Qiaoling was almost driven crazy.

If she could get in, she would have rushed to the 82nd Army and given that short-lived guy a few slaps in the face.

One day, eight thousand...

Does she think they run a bank?

"My third sister is very cruel. She can do what she says. Don't disbelieve her." Shen Zhilan frowned and said with pretended worry.

Shen Qiaoling glared at Shen Zhilan and was almost furious.

Dong Manting was so angry that her face was almost twisted.

Her brother had just spent a large sum of money to help his nephew get promoted to director, so how could the family have any extra money now? The key point was...

The nephew was just trying to vent her anger...

When Dong Manting thought about the way her brother looked at her yesterday, she felt overwhelmed.

If my brother had known that the short-lived ghost would need eight thousand before he was willing to write a letter of apology, he wouldn’t know what to do!

But now that things have come to this, what else can I do if I don't say it? Time is urgent, Dong Manting didn't have time to think about it, and hurried to Dong's house with Shen Qiaoling.

As expected, Dong Shixiang was furious when he heard it.

"What did you say? That short-lived bastard wants eight thousand before he's willing to issue a letter of apology?"

"She also said that if we don't send the money to her tomorrow afternoon..." You all know what she said next without me saying it.

"Oh! My poor grandson!" Old Mrs. Dong started howling immediately.

"Grandma, now is not the time to cry. Let's think of a way to get the money together and send it to her! It is important to rescue my brother first. The detention center is not a place for people to stay." Dong Shaoping looked anxious.

My brother was arrested last night and rumors started circulating today.

If this really got out, not only would my brother lose his position as director, but their family would also be criticized.

"Shaoping is right. No matter what, we have to rescue Xuehui first." Dong Shixiang's wife Qiao Pingmei echoed.

As a family...will they ever go out again?

My son has grown up, and my daughter has grown up too.

It seems like it’s time to get married.

If people knew this...

Not to mention marrying a daughter from a wealthy family, I'm afraid girls from ordinary families would look down on their family.

And it’s time to marry my daughter off to someone else…

"Eight thousand?! How can we save them?" Shen Qiaoling looked annoyed.

Not eighty, not eight hundred, but eight thousand...

Who can come up with 8,000? Is this a joke?!

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Eldest sister takes 5,000, Qiaoling takes 2,000, and I will borrow 1,000 from outside." Dong Shixiang said directly.

"Where can I get you five thousand?"

"Where can I get you two thousand?"

Dong Manting and Shen Qiaoling, mother and daughter, exclaimed at the same time.

"I don't care where you take it, but you must give me this money." Dong Shixiang slammed the table.

"If you two hadn't faked suicide, would Xuehui have gotten involved with that short-lived guy from the Shen family just to vent his anger on you? Now Xuehui has been locked up in a detention center because of you. Asking you to pay some money is like asking for your life."

"I'm telling you, if you don't let me live a good life, then no one will live a good life. The worst that can happen is that we can all die together."

Dong Shixiang became more and more angry as he spoke.

They got into trouble, and now they want to distance themselves from the matter...

It's too late.

"Brother, it's not that I'm reluctant to spend money, it's that I really don't have that much money." Dong Manting explained.

"Uncle, you know, Huihui and Yaya are both grown up, and I have a lot of spending money. I really can't come up with so much money." Shen Qiaolin also hurriedly explained.

"Didn't you say that Huihui and Yaya are already grown up? So we should quickly find a wealthy in-law for them. Once we get the betrothal gifts, we will be rich," said Dong Shixiang.

"Uncle, are you crazy? How can I find a husband for them in one day? If they really want a dowry, let your Shaoping find one first!" Shen Qiaoling looked at Dong Shixiang, who was about the same age as her, and retorted.

The one he saved was his son. He didn't sell his own daughter, but he had his eyes on her. He was really smart! "Shen Qiaoling, what do you mean? If it weren't for your instigation, would your mother have done such a stupid thing as fake suicide? Would my Xuehui have fallen for that short-lived ghost? I tell you, Shen Qiaoling, if you don't give me two thousand yuan today, I will go to your doorstep tomorrow and make a scene, and expose all your ugly deeds to you." Dong Shixiang roared.

"I wonder if there is anyone willing to marry your two daughters?"

Shen Qiaoling was so angry that her face turned red and her whole body began to tremble.

Dong Manting frowned, "Little brother, Qiaoling is your niece, why are you..."

"Dong Manting, I tell you, I want to see five thousand before noon tomorrow. If you don't send it to me, you can just expect me to go to the gate of your compound to make trouble every day! I want to see if you can still live in the compound and be the wife of your high-ranking official by then." Dong Shixiang was completely crazy.

Dong Manting's eyes were filled with anger and her hands were clenched into fists.

She only had about 5,000 yuan in her hand, and if she gave it all to him, what would she do if she got into trouble in the future?

"Manting, Qiaoling, we are a family. Xuehui is our only descendant in the Dong family. If he goes to jail, our Dong family will be really finished. What will happen to Huihui and Yaya when they get married in the future? Do you think those people in the Shen family can be trusted?" Old Mrs. Dong held the hands of Dong Manting and Shen Qiaoling, mother and daughter, and said earnestly.

"Only when Xuehui is well can our Dong family be well."