1672: C1672 Early in the Morning He Was the God of Plagues

C1672 Early in the Morning He Was the God of Plagues

Mu Xiaohuan opened her mouth but could not speak.

"Xiaohuan, how much money do you have in your hands? Transfer it to Mom and then give it to her so that she can be sent away."

Su Shu already treated Chuchen as the God of Plagues and wished that she could send this God of Plagues away immediately.

Mu Xiaohuan's expression was ugly as she pouted with a look of unwillingness.

She had not even gotten hold of the Mu's's shares yet and she was already going to break her fortune.

"Xiaohuan, hurry up."

Su Shu urged her daughter.

Mu Xiaohuan helplessly used her phone to log into the online bank and transferred some money to her mother several times. After transferring the money, she said, "Mom, I only have this little money. It's all my salary for the past year. One more thing is the pocket money that my dad gave me in the past. "

In the past, she didn't have a job. She relied on the pocket money her parents gave her. Although her parents were very generous to her, she was also generous with money, so she didn't save much money.

Su Shu looked at the money that her daughter transferred over and added it up to more than a million.

"After sending away the God of Plagues, we can earn more money in the future."

Su Shu comforted her daughter and walked back to the sofa to sit down. She said to Chuchen, "Chuchen, Xiaohuan and I have only gathered seven or eight million. After we apologize to your father later, we will go to the bank counter to transfer the money to your father."

She picked up the IOU again and looked at it. When she saw the amount of money she owed, her eyes deepened.

Mu Chuchen had already done her homework when she came. She knew exactly how much money she could gather now. The amount of money she owed on the IOU was actually about the same.

At the same time, Su Shu was afraid.

Ye Junhao's means were too high and his ability was too strong. He could even figure out her savings.

When she thought of the Lan Family, Su Shu felt relieved.

Wasn't the Lan Family famous for gathering information?

Lan Jun was about to become the grandmother of the Jun Family's Fifth Young Master, and Ye Junhao had always been on good terms with Ms. Lan. It was really easy to investigate her.

If Su Shu had some thoughts before, now, she had no thoughts at all. She just wanted to quickly gather enough money to get rid of Mu Chuchen, this God of Plagues, and not affect her taking over the Mu's Group.

"Okay, you can sign on the promissory note."

Su Shu gritted her teeth and forced herself to sign the promissory note. She pressed her own finger print.

After doing all of this, she handed the promissory note to Chuchen.

Chuchen took it and carefully looked at it. After confirming that it was correct, she handed the promissory note to Jun Hao and said, "Hubby, help me keep this promissory note. If they don't give me the money, help me arrange for someone to chase after them."

Jun Hao also looked at the promissory note once before keeping it. He dotingly said, "Okay, when you need to chase after them, I will definitely arrange for the most powerful debt collectors to chase after them."

After Jun Hao put the promissory note away, Chuchen stood up and said to Su Shu and Su Shu, "Make arrangements for the time to apologize to my father. I will not care."

"Hubby, we have been out for a long time. The babies must have missed us. Let's go home."

Ye Junhao stood up and let her hold his arm. He said gently, "Okay, let's go home."

Take the baby.

Chuchen held Ye Junhao's arm and turned around to leave. After a few steps, she stopped again. She turned her head and said to Su Shu and her daughter, "If you want to leave, then so be it. Just keep torturing innocent people. What was the meaning of that? However, if you like to torture, I will still support you. As long as you have enough money, it doesn't matter if you cause a ruckus."

Su Shu,... ""0

Mu Chuchen's words could make her so angry that she spat out blood.

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