I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

"A Quan, are you crazy? Or stupid?"

Li Meijuan used her hands and feet to crawl over and grab Zhou Quan, preventing him from getting up and going to the bedroom to get the property certificate.

That was her last life.

If it’s sold, what will she do?

Didn't it cost her life?

Zhou Quan hardened his heart and shook off his mother's hand.

Mu Lingyun saw all of this but did not intervene.

What he needed was Zhou Quan to personally transfer the 6.31 million.

Others are not important.

Zhou Quan was like a walking corpse. The moment Mu Lingyun came to his door, he actually felt a sense of relief.

This is what their family owes Xiaomei, and they must pay it back.

From now on, there is no connection.

"A Quan, if you pawn the house, I will never forgive you. Do you hear me? I will die in front of you!" Li Meijuan didn't dare to make a scene in front of Mu Lingyun.

He turned around and followed Zhou Quan into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the bedding was messy and all kinds of dirty clothes were thrown everywhere.

How can this feel like home?

Without Wen Xiaomei, this home would not feel like a home.

There was no light in Zhou Quan's wooden eyes as he mechanically opened the drawer of the bedside table.

Just when he was about to take out the red book, Li Meijuan grabbed it tightly.

"Ah Quan, are you crazy?"

"You don't even listen to what mom says?"

The originally wooden eyes gradually became crazy. When he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes full of red bloodshot.

It is the madness after repression!

"I just listened to your lies and went out to find a mistress, breaking up our good family. Now our home is no longer a home, and we are no longer human beings. What else do you want?"

My son, who had always been well-behaved and obedient, suddenly changed his temper.

This was something Li Meijuan never expected.

She was startled by the sharp voice and then became fierce: "A Quan, are you irritated? Why do you talk to your mother like that?"

The next moment, Zhou Quan shook her hand off with a crazy expression, "I just listened to you too much. From childhood to adulthood, I went to which school you told me to go to, played with whom you told me to play, and ate whatever you told me to eat!"

Li Meijuan stretched out her skinny hand and tried to touch her son's face. "Xiaoquan, why are you talking nonsense? I did all this for you..."

Before she could even utter the word "good", Zhou Quan interrupted her: "It's for my own good, right? Look at this family now, how is it like a home? We might as well just give it up. This is what I owe Xiaomei, I should pay it back!"

"No, no, son, you must be upset. Tell me what I did wrong and I will change, okay?"

Zhou Quan shook his head dejectedly. Change?

It's too late!

He was originally a big boy with a very lively personality, but under her control, he became honest and simple.

Only in this way, everything will be quiet and Li Meijuan won't make trouble.

"enough!"

Zhou Quan's look of despair really scared her.

"Son, if we lose money, we can earn it again. If we divorce your wife, we can find another one. Please don't do this. Don't scare me, okay?"

Zhou Quan silently snatched the red property certificate.

Completely ignore what she said.

"Son, don't do anything stupid. You can't hand over the property certificate..."

Zhou Quan walked out like this, his voice decadent: "Mr. Mu, let's go. After the money is transferred, I will leave Haicheng and never come back..."

As for whether Zhou Quanli left Haicheng or not, he didn't care and had no control over it. Mu Lingyun walked in front with an expressionless face.

Behind him, Li Meijuan cried out at the top of her lungs: "Zhou Quan, you little bastard, I raised you to this age, is it easy for me?"

Seeing that Zhou Quan ignored her, she sat down on the living room floor, crying and making a fuss.

"Damn it, why did you want to kill our whole family? How have I ever done anything wrong to that damn girl…"

Zhou Quan didn't even turn his head, and the indifference in his eyes went straight to his heart.

My heart is broken, no matter how much I make a fuss, it will be of no use.

After going downstairs, the two walked one in front and one behind. The driver stood beside the car and opened the door respectfully.

Please ask him to get in the car.

Behind him, he could hear messy footsteps, and Li Meijuan chased after him.

Just as she was about to grab the car door, the tall driver looked at her indifferently.

With just one look, Li Meijuan stopped her hand abruptly.

She was scared. In the past six months or so, she had been beaten more times than in her entire life.

I didn't dare to go forward, but I was unwilling to let them go like this.

Letting them go is like letting the house go.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove out of the community gate. She picked up a stone from somewhere, made up her mind, and threw it over!

"pat-"

The stone hit the rear windshield, leaving a long scratch.

The car obviously stopped for a moment, and Li Meijuan hurried back.

In the car, Mu Lingyun told the driver: "Drive, don't worry about her."

At around five o'clock, all the procedures were completed, the house was mortgaged, and they would come to collect the house soon, so Zhou Quan could go back and move his personal belongings out.

Mu Lingyun personally watched him transfer 6.31 million to Wen Xiaomei's card, only then did he feel relieved and let Zhou Quan leave.

He did this for selfish reasons. Once Xiaomei withdraws the money, the bank will notify him immediately.

If the bank wants to check, which city or branch, it is just a matter of authority, very simple.

After finishing the business and walking out of the bank, the driver seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.

"Tell me, I've been holding it in for the whole journey. Does the old man want me to go back home?"

"Master, you've been back for two days. You can't stay away from home forever. I'm old now, and I just want to have a reunion dinner with my family..."

Mu Lingyun asked, "What time is the flight?"

"Master, the flight can be rescheduled so it won't delay your trip..."

"Turn around and go home."

Mu Lingyun has been traveling to various cities in the past few months. His grandfather's health is getting worse day by day. As his grandson, he should go back to see him and have a meal with him.

Wen Xiaomei, who is far away in a small town in the southernmost part of the country, is busy at the moment.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed this beautiful mountain city golden, with green mountains and clear waters, and even the air exudes a fresh and wonderful scent.

It is very suitable for travelers who are tired from traveling outside to go home and take a rest.

Huang Zhekai walked over coolly with one hand in his pocket and a warm smile on his face.

"Xiao Mei, why didn't you go to the university town today?"

He couldn't quite understand why. That was the best location for setting up a stall. With the preparations made in the previous few days, those college students would definitely put on new clothes and then go to college.

This kind of cheap and high-quality stuff is most suitable for those who like fashion but have not yet stepped out of school.

They will become the living signs of the action, spreading from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

Seeing him coming, Xiaomei looked very cold and indifferent, as if she was keeping him at a distance.

"Why are you here again?"

Huang Zhekai walked into the stall by himself, pretending not to see the alienated expression on her face, and said with a smile:

"Let me lend a hand. I have nothing to do anyway..."

Wen Xiaomei is not stupid. She knows exactly what a man is thinking and she is being attentive to him for no reason.