"You transfer the money first, and then I'll tell you." Qiao Yanghong said.
Hell raised his eyebrows, "What if your news is not valuable and has no impact on Sister Mu, then wouldn't I lose money?"
Qiao Yanghong took a deep breath: "I promise, this news is very important to her. If you don't believe it, you can transfer five million first. When I finish, you can transfer the remaining five million to me."
"Okay." Hell curled his lips in agreement, took out his mobile phone, and transferred five million to Qiao Yanghong's personal account in front of him.
His posture was as relaxed as if this was not five million, but five yuan.
Qiao Yanghong couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
This little kid actually has so much money!
If I had known earlier, I should have extorted more.
"Can we talk now?" Hell's words showed a hint of impatience.
Qiao Yanghong suppressed his happiness and said to Hell: "Actually, Qiao Simu is not our biological daughter."
Hell looked at them with cold eyes.
Qiao Yanghong said quickly: "It's true, but we only found out about this after we took her home!
At that time, when we saw her stupid look, we thought of taking her to the hospital for a check-up, and then...we took a DNA test by the way."
When he saw that the daughter he brought back turned out to be an idiot, he was almost as stupid as ever.
Qiao Yanghong continued: "The final test result showed that she was not our daughter, but, but, we also took good care of her. You see, we even arranged for her to marry Fu Zhuochen!
Fu Zhuochen, any decision may affect the entire Yan City! We didn't even dare to arrange for our own daughter, but we sent her to the Fu family to enjoy her happiness. We have really done our best to her.
So, this little brother, can you help us intercede with Mu Mu and ask her to take more care of her in the future for the sake of why we arranged such a good marriage for her even though we knew she was not our daughter?
us?"
"What else?" Hell continued to ask.
Qiao Yanghong was stunned for a moment, "No more, no more, that's the news."
Looking at Hell's expression where he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, Qiao Yanghong felt uncertain and cautiously asked, "Little brother, is this okay?"
Hell did not reply to his words, but took out his mobile phone and called Qiao Simu in front of Qiao Yanghong and Wei Shuxian: "Sister Mu, if you accidentally transferred the wrong money, can you cancel the transfer?
"
When Qiao Yanghong heard this, his heart skipped a beat. What did he mean?
In less than two minutes, hell showed Qiao Yanghong the relevant information about the transfer revocation.
That five million is equivalent to shopping around in Qiao Yanghong's account and finally returning to the hell account.
Hell snorted coldly: "Based on what you have done to Sister Mu in the past, how can this be considered?"
After saying that, hell no matter how Qiao Yanghong yelled, he left calmly.
How can we make these two people suffer a little more inside?
After hell left, the phone rang. The special ringtone made him answer the phone immediately. With joy in his eyes, he called out cheerfully: "Sister Mu!"
"Did you just go to see Qiao Yanghong?" Qiao Simu asked.
Just now Hell suddenly came to ask her how to cancel the transfer. She helped him handle it, only to find out that he had transferred it to Qiao Yanghong's account.
"Yeah, yeah." Hell didn't hide anything.
"Why did you go to him? Did you do anything bad?" Qiao Simu asked as if he was concerned about a child.
Hell smiled and shook his head: "No, I just teased him."
At this point, Hell paused. Although there was a smile on his face, there was a hint of grievance in his words: "Even if I did it, sister Mu, your whole body and mind are tied to Fu Zhuochen now, so what's the matter?
Will you take care of me?"
Qiao Simu said helplessly: "Why don't I care about you? You are just like my brother."
Hearing this, hell immediately smiled and said, "Sister Mu, you mean that you will take care of me like before, right?"
Qiao Simu was hesitating when he saw the previous news about people being injured for no apparent reason and fell into deep thought.
"Well, then would you like to come to my place and live with me?" Qiao Simu invited Hell.
Hell's thoughts are still pure. If he can be by her side and she looks at him and takes care of him, can most of the violence and murderous intention in his heart be eliminated? Can he slowly live a normal life?
Life?
Hearing Qiao Simu's invitation, Hell's heart beat rapidly, the hand holding the phone couldn't help but tightening, and his face was filled with joy.
He wanted to live with Sister Mu, and he had been dreaming about it in the past few years.
The excitement and excitement made him jump up like a young man, but his movements were too large and he accidentally injured himself.
The pain from the wound took away most of the joy on his face.
He did not forget who caused these wounds to him, and most of the joy in his eyes was replaced by coldness.
Gu Yaran wants to kill him, but she will not kill Sister Mu. Although Shen Mingyue has lost her reason and consciousness, she hates Sister Mu in her heart. If she meets Sister Mu while killing him, it is difficult to protect her subconscious hatred.
It will cause her to take action against Sister Mu.
He doesn't allow this to happen!
"I'm still used to living alone." Hell rejected Qiao Simu's invitation.
When I said these words, my heart overflowed with a lot of loss, and the pain from the wound deepened my hatred for Gu Yaran and Shen Mingyue.
If it weren't for them, he could stay by Sister Mu's side with peace of mind, accompany her and protect her with peace of mind!
"Then where do you live now? Is there anything you need in life? I'll buy it for you." Qiao Simu asked.
Hell felt some warmth rise in his cold heart again, "Sister Mu, don't worry about me, I have money, I can take care of myself, I still have things to do, so I'll hang up first."
Qiao Simu knew that it would not be easy to persuade him, so he sighed softly and warned: "Then be careful."
The children she brought up with her own hands were, like her, withdrawn and never told others what was going on in their hearts.
She also rejected everyone who came close to her, so she was not forced to hell.
Hell smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
After a pause, Hell asked her with some caution: "Sister Mu, can I come to you when I'm free? Can you make me a bowl of noodles?"
Qiao Simu said quickly: "Of course, if you want to eat, you can come now."
The first time she saw Hell, she was actually not in the organization, but outside. At that time, Hell was being hunted and was dying. She felt soft and took him back to her place to treat his injuries.
I cooked him a very simple bowl of tomato and egg noodles, but it was such a very simple bowl of noodles that he always remembered for so many years.