In a daze, she heard his father shout: "That can't be sold. Where will our family live if it is sold?"

What should I do if my son marries a wife?”

Zhuo Xiaorou's younger brother Zhuo Xiaowei suddenly rushed out of the bedroom: "Dad is right, you can't sell the house!

As long as I have this house, I can marry a beautiful girl with a job.

Without a house, who would be willing to marry me, a pretty girl?

I said it first, I will not marry a girl who is not beautiful.

If I delay getting married, don’t rush me to get married!"

Fang Minglan ignored Zhuo Xiaowei, but looked at Zhuo San with a sneer: "You're not selling the house, are you?

If you don’t sell the house, how will you pay it back?

If you don't pay back the money, they will sue you and enforce the law. Not only will the house not be saved, but your reputation will be ruined.

If you insist not to sell it, then you won’t sell it. Anyway, when the court enforces it, I won’t be the only one who will be embarrassed!”

Zhuo San hesitated.

He obviously loves to eat and is lazy, but he still wants to save face. Otherwise, he would not publicize his daughter's engagement and invite so many people to his daughter's engagement party.

If he is really sued and enforced, his face will be completely lost.

Moreover, the people who open the club are rich people.

His arms couldn't twist his thighs. He wanted to cheat and avoid the debt, but he couldn't. There were plenty of ways to make him pay back the money.

He doesn't want to be embarrassed, but he doesn't want to sell the house either.

The house is his face, his pride, he can't sell it!

He was in a dilemma, restless, and suddenly thought of something: "I'm going to ask my eldest brother to help me pay back the money."

This time, Fang Minglan did not refute him: "Okay, you go and beg. If you can, I am capable."

Zhuo San snorted and went out angrily.

A few hours later, he came back very drunk, and when he entered the door, he cursed: "Brother?

What kind of brothers?

It's all bullshit!

It’s only three million, but he won’t lend it to me. When my daughter marries the richest man’s son, he won’t even get a chance to get any money from me!”

Fang Minglan, who was still full of hope, suddenly felt cold.

She knew that her eldest uncle would not "lend" money to their family.

After all, her eldest brother is not Qiao Chu, and his net worth is limited. Three million is not a small amount for her eldest brother.

Her eldest brother has several children. His net worth is not enough for his own children. How can he be willing to give three million to his younger brother?

I usually give them some, and it's almost no pain at all.

Three million, her eldest uncle would definitely not give it.

But even though she was thinking this way, she couldn't help but feel lucky, and couldn't help thinking that after all, her daughter was in love with Qiao Chu and had already discussed marriage.

Although there was a temporary problem, her eldest brother might not have known that Qiao Chu was going to break up with her daughter.

As long as her daughter doesn't break up with Qiao Chu, her eldest brother will receive many benefits in the future.

But now, if her eldest uncle refuses their family's request to borrow money, they will not be able to benefit from it in the future.

Her eldest brother is a smart man. As long as he thinks about it, he might lend money to their family.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that it was possible for her husband to borrow money from her eldest uncle.

But now, hope is dashed.

She felt so uncomfortable that she turned around and went back to the bedroom, locked the door, and let Zhuo San go crazy in the living room.

The next day, she woke up early.
Chapter completed!