Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 2525 Did you pay it back or not?

"Why don't I take Qiaoqian there, I'm still not at ease." Jiang Han walked out the door after speaking.

Jiang Heng scolded angrily: "You're crazy, what should Jinyu do? You have to go by yourself, don't delay housewarming."

"Okay!" Their voices faded away.

Abu, who was covered with bruises on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, unfocused eyes, looking at the ceiling, his body did not move...

Yes, she woke up early, just pretending to be unconscious.

She still couldn't accept that Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui were killed by the woman pretending to be her, and she couldn't forget Jian Junxi's hysterical questioning...

Just thinking about the scene at that time, she felt like a knife was piercing her heart, and the pain made her internal organs seem to have moved.

Tears fall like rain...

No eating, no drinking, no talking, as long as Jiang Heng is around, she won't even move her eyelids!
If she didn't have something to do, she would really end her life without hesitation...

Mountain sea
Mo Zixuan's family of three spent more than half a day visiting this villa, from doubting it at the beginning to accepting it calmly now.

Finally, it is confirmed that this is another unknown home of Jian Junxi.

At this moment, several people are in Jian Junxi's library-like library.

Mi Xiaole sat by the window and looked at Ye Hai, what was he thinking?
Mo Chen was looking at the picture of a peacock on the wall, and he was also contemplative...

Mo Zixuan picked up the books on the shelf, flipped through them casually, and put them back.

Almost every book has a browsing record. On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, which notebook is recorded, there is a word "read" on the last page, and Jian Junxi's signature.

Mo Chen suddenly went to sit opposite Mi Xiaole, followed her gaze to look at the sea, and asked casually, "I haven't been back for a few years, do you want to go home and have a look?"

Mi Xiaole was slightly stunned, then a wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips and said: "My parents are gone, there is nothing to return..."

Three years ago, her parents passed away one after another. Her mother had a myocardial infarction, and her father had a plastic accident. She was recuperating in bed, and her body was getting worse and worse. She was told to go back when she felt that she was dying.

On the eve of his death, Mr. Mi wanted to hand over the family business to Mo Zixuan, but Mi Xiaoze was very opposed to it. Mi Xiaole didn't say anything. She never relied on her parents decades ago, and she will not need to rely on them decades later. .

This happened as they wished. After the funeral, she asked Mi Xiaoze to return the money to Jian Junxi with interest, and he agreed.

Did it pay off in the end or not?She didn't know, but she also wanted to ask clearly when she came back this time.

"It's your brother anyway..." Mo Chen hesitated to speak, he really disliked the Mi family.

If he had promised Mr. Mi back then to be the son-in-law of the Mi family, maybe his and Mo Zixuan's fate would have been different.

Mi Xiaole rolled his eyes at him, but did not refute.

She is not stupid and sweet, especially when she is middle-aged, there is nothing that cannot be ignored.

Although Mi Xiaoze is his own brother, but because he never treated her as a younger sister, they are just strangers with blood relationship.

Her parents are here, and she still has to endure their cynicism. Now that she doesn't have her parents, it doesn't matter whether her mother's family exists or not...

In other words, relatives with blood are sometimes inferior to strangers without blood...

Seeing that she could see away, Mo Chen didn't say anything else, took the teapot on the table and poured them each a glass of water.

"I heard people say that there is a very luxurious and special house by the sea, but I never expected that it was actually built by Xueer..." Mi Xiaole said with emotion as she picked up her teacup.

(End of this chapter)