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Chapter 881: Bureau and 1 Million(1/2)

How cute my son was when he was little.
The child's father is busy, so she can't help but pamper the child a little.

"mom?"
The man called to the old lady who seemed to be distracted.
"Mom, give me the real estate certificate."
"I will honor you well in the future."
"I-"

"Why do you want the real estate certificate?"
The old lady asked again, looking very serious.

"Oh, are you bothered?"
The man didn't care about the old man's seriousness, but frowned subconsciously and said angrily, "What do you care about me?"
"Anyway, I'm useful, just give it to me."
"Why talk so much?"

After the man finished speaking, there was silence in the room.
His expression froze, and a somewhat attentive smile immediately appeared on his face, "Mom, I didn't mean to do it."
"I'm just a little anxious."
"Look, the phone call just now-"
He stopped talking suddenly, his heart beating fast.
I almost said what I shouldn't have said.
...
He knew that, according to the old man's temper, if he knew what he was going to do with the real estate certificate -
I will definitely beat him out, cut off the father-son relationship with him, and not give him the real estate deed.
Therefore, he has been careful to conceal his true situation.
Unexpectedly, I almost spilled the beans this time because I was anxious.

"Telephone?"
The old lady was very keen, "That phone call just now?"
"Who's calling?"
"what have you done?"

Because she had a bad premonition in her heart, the old lady asked urgently and quickly.
When I asked about it later, I became even more vehement.
A far cry from the gentle appearance at the beginning.

"No, I didn't do anything."
The man's heart skipped a beat, his eyes slightly shifted away from the old lady's gaze, and he said.

"Did not do anything?"
The old man's face was as dark as water, "You look like you haven't done anything?"
"I need a real estate certificate..."
"Do you owe a lot of money outside?!"
The old man's expression changed drastically.
The man's expression also changed.
Although he quickly realized his gaffe and made amends, it was already too late.
The old man has already got his answer.
...
The old man swayed slightly and finally sat down on the bed.
"Bang~"
A dull sound.
...
"Old man."
The old lady sat up hurriedly and held the old man's arm, "Are you okay?"

"The treasonous son, the treasonous son..."
The old man murmured to himself.

"Old man."
The old lady caressed the old man's back, with a worried look on her face, "Don't get so angry."

"Why am I not angry?"
"This kid just wants to piss me off to death!"
The old man's voice was hoarse.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the man, "How much?"
"ah?"
The man didn't respond.
"I asked you how much you owe?!"
The old man frowned fiercely, forming a deep Chinese character "Chuan".
The man pursed his lips and spoke with some difficulty, "..."
"What?"
"Louder!"
"You have the ability to owe money, you have the ability to yell at your parents, you have the ability to take away the real estate certificate without saying a word, but now you don't even have the guts to tell how much you owe?"
Mr. Mu emphasized every word, and his breathing became faster after he finished speaking.
"...It started out as 100,000."
"and after?"
"later-"
The man's lips moved and he was a little afraid to speak.
To be continued...
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