Early the next morning, as soon as they got up and went downstairs, they saw a thin woman wearing a hat standing in the yard of Sun Shucai's house.
On a summer morning, wearing a hat feels a bit strange.
After going downstairs, Mo Xiaodie saw the other person's face. The other party was probably in her fifties. Although her face was pale and wrinkled, she could still see that she must have been a great beauty when she was young.
After the other party saw Lu Chenxu, he felt a little embarrassed, and his hands began to tremble: "You, are you Wen Xiang's son?"
She has such an expression, such a question.
Mo Xiaodie probably understood who she was! If she guessed right, this woman should be Li Qiuhe, the mother of Xiao Su they met last night.
Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at Lu Chenxu uneasily.
I saw that he was expressionless, and walked over the other side directly.
Li Qiuhe's voice behind him was a little anxious: "Don't listen to Xiao Su, she's just a child and doesn't know anything! Your father and I, we¡ª"
But before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted mercilessly by Lu Chenxu: "I'm here to find a child. I don't want to know how you and my father are doing."
"But, if you dare to hurt my mother, I will never forgive you!"
Li Qiuhe's body was crumbling, as thin as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind: "Don't worry, I, I won't hurt your mother."
Gui Xiang came out of the kitchen, saw this scene, and hurried over to support her: "Sister, you just fainted once last night, what are you doing here!"
Li Qiuhe held her hand: "Guixiang, didn't Sun Da tell you? Xiao Su found them last night and told them everything!"
Sure enough, Guixiang was surprised: "What, Sun Da came back last night and didn't say anything!"
After being surprised, Guixiang looked at Lu Chenxu: "Chenxu, my sister, she didn't do it on purpose, she just had a hard life. She¡ª"
Lu Chenxu interrupted Gui Xiang mercilessly again: "You don't need to explain, I don't want to know."
After finishing speaking, he took Mo Xiaodie's hand and walked out the door. When he reached the door, he stopped, his voice was cold and ruthless, and filled with a faint threat that could not be ignored: "I'll say it again, none of you Want to hurt my mother!"
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and walked out of Sun's house without looking back.
Behind them, Guixiang looked at her sister distressedly, and there was a hint of complaint in her voice: "Sister, why are you doing this! This is what he owes you, Lu Wenxiang!"
Guixiang's sister shook her head lightly: "No, Guixiang, you don't know anything, he is a good man, he didn't owe me anything, I owe him too much!"
As she spoke, two lines of tears silently slid down her pale cheeks and landed on the concrete floor under her feet, forming two bitter dots.
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After Mo Xiaodie came out with Lu Chenxu, she sighed softly in her heart, Lu Chenxu should be angry now, how should she persuade such a thing?
Lu Chenxu didn't say a word, and dragged her to Fan Laosan's home soon.
Fan Laosan's family had just woken up, and his wife Cuiye was cooking in the kitchen, because the door was kicked down, so Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie walked directly into the yard.
After Fan Laosan saw them through the window, he quickly put a top on the big student who was wearing shorts and playing with his bare upper body beside him.
After Cuiye saw them in the kitchen, she walked out with a spatula: "What do you want to do?"
"Watch the kids!" Lu Chenxu's voice was cold.
Cuiye took a step back frightened by his aura, but when she thought of her son, she raised her head again, took a step forward fearlessly, and waved the spatula in her hand: "Dasheng is my son, none of you want to take him away." Walk!"
"You can't even protect yourself, what if you protect him?" Lu Chenxu glanced at her rolled up sleeves, the wound on her wrist was clearly visible.
Cui Ye subconsciously retracted her hand.
"You don't love children at all, it's selfish." Lu Chenxu's words hit the nail on the head.
Cui Ye raised her head in shock, and asked a little unwillingly: "I, am I selfish?"
Fan Laosan came out of the house in time, pulled Cuiye aside, and angrily scolded: "Go cook, what do women know?"
"We can't let them take Dasheng away!" Cuiye stared timidly at Old San Fan.
Fan Laosan was a little impatient: "Go cook your meal, I'm hungry."
Cui Ye didn't move, what more did she want to say, Mr. Fan??? has already taken off his shoes and raised his hand. She backed away in fright, turned around and walked into the kitchen unwillingly.
Old San Fan looked back at Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie, then scratched his head: "This woman just needs a beating! Let's go, let's talk in the room."
Fan Lao¡¯s three houses are also three bungalows, and the layout is almost the same as that of his mother-in-law¡¯s family.
The only difference is the furnishings in the house. The living room of Fan Laosan's family is paved with floor tiles, a set of fabric sofa, coffee table, and TV cabinet.
However, the sofa must be old, and one leg is supported by a brick. The TV is still the bulky one before, but it is bigger than his mother-in-law's, it should be 29 inches.
The overall feeling of the living room is quite clean.
After they sat down, Fan Laosan made a straight-forward request: "I'm a straightforward person, and I don't like to beat around the bush. You want to take away the children, at least this number."
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture. He had inquired about it yesterday, and the car owned by Lu Chenxu at the entrance of the village alone was worth tens of millions. Not to mention the Lu Group, with assets worth hundreds of millions.
When he found out Lu Chenxu's identity, he was so happy that he almost lost his breath. The premature baby that he paid 2,000 yuan to buy from a human trafficker turned out to be the son of the president of the Lu Group. He, Fan Laosan, was about to make a fortune.
Last night, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and he was laughing in his dreams!
Lu Chenxu stared at Fan Laosan who was smiling into a flower, his brows were slightly frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes: "One million?"
Hearing what he said, Fan Laosan froze for a moment, then shook his head: "No, it's ten million!"
"Ten million?" Mo Xiaodie stood up abruptly: "Fan Laosan, why don't you rob the bank!"
Fan Laosan picked up the toothpick on the coffee table, picked his teeth, and looked at Mo Xiaodie sideways in a carefree manner: "This small amount of money should be nothing to your Lu Group, right?"
"Seven years ago, if it wasn't for our husband and wife, who worked hard day and night to see a doctor for this child, you would not see your son today. Your son, the president of the Lu Group, should have died more than ten million! I This is still a conscience!"
Mo Xiaodie was so angry that she wanted to say something, but Lu Chenxu held her hand: "Ten million, okay, I promise you."
"You, he beats the child every day, why did you give him 10 million!" Mo Xiaodie asked angrily, puzzled.
Lu Chenxu gave her a calm look and said to Fan Laosan: "But I have one condition, let Dasheng spend a day with us. Tomorrow night, I will have someone transfer the money to you. How about it?"
"No, I don't agree!" Cuiye had been eavesdropping on their conversation at the door at some point, but at this moment, she suddenly jumped out and strongly objected. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com