CEO Husband, Don't Bother Me

Seven million is a large sum, and I didn't think I would ever spend that amount before, but now I don't think I'll ever spend that much in a lifetime.

Seated on the coach, the scenery passed by, the peach blossom contained bud and stamen, in the cold spring began timidly unfolding its fragrance and beauty.

Even after three hours of driving, he was still tired. He got off the car and turned it around a few more times. Dust was flying everywhere in front of the run-down courtyard.

Silent and quiet, the wall revealed a bit of spring color. No matter how cold it was, it still couldn't stop the trees from shaking. I took a deep breath. "Yan'er, are you there?"

"Here." A cold voice, as usual.

The wooden door opened and the pretty little face looked at me, her clear eyes filled with hatred.

"It's Qian Xun." A weak female voice came from inside.

I replied, "Yes."

"Yan'er." The woman's voice was long.

So the little girl facing me said, "Come in!"

The woman in the back room was lying on the bed wearing beads. The narrow room was filled with beads of all kinds. It was a semi-finished product.

"Yan'er, go get some water. Your sister has been sitting in the car for so long. She's thirsty."

"She's not my sister. Would my sister hit you like this? All of them have their mother leading them to school, but you won't be able to get up for the rest of your life, so all you can do is lie down for the rest of your life. "

Yan'er was ten years old, and was still a child. However, only a child would be able to remember love and hate so vividly.

I stood in the room and put aside the luggage I had brought. "Aunt Mei, there's a million here. Go check it and put in a prosthetic limb."

Without saying anything else, he sat down and put on the bead.

"Where did you get the money?" Aunt Mei asked me flatly as she put on her beads.

"I borrowed it from a friend."

"You can go back now. If you delay any longer, the bus to Beijing will stop."

"It doesn't matter."

"Go back. I'm not feeling well here."

I put the beads down and let out a long sigh.

Yan'er sat on the chair and counted the money I had brought, holding a hundred dollar bill and saying, "Mom, could this be fake?"

Aunt Mei, who was dressed in beads, said without raising her head: "Your sister doesn't know how to give us fake money. She has many friends, and millions is just a small matter in their eyes."

"But mother, she's been lying in bed for so many years, and now she's only getting the money to go and have mother check it out." Yan'er's eyes were as sharp as knives.

I was already numb to it as I stood up. "I'm going back."

Feng Chen threw himself to the ground, Feng Chen threw himself to the ground as he walked. His body and mind were so tired.

After collecting a million yuan, Yan'er took me out to the car. Seeing the ice cream that was sold in the roadside store, she gave me a wistful look.

I stopped. "Want some?"

She shook her head.

As she was waiting for the bus, she followed behind me and saw that the bus was almost here. She said coldly, "Mo QianXun, I'm going to Beijing to attend a good school."

"That's your problem, not mine."

"If you hadn't done this to my mother and me, we wouldn't be suffering now."

I lowered my head to look at the resentful little face and smiled faintly, "Mo Yan'er, I don't owe you anything. If it wasn't for your mother, my family wouldn't have ended up like this, don't confidently tell me that. Now I'm willing to be in charge of your mother's and your daughter's living expenses, that was something my father begged me for before he left."

"You hit my mother like this," she cried sharply.

I smiled. "All of them are just retribution. The carriage is here." He immediately got into the car and sat by the window. As he walked further and further away, he turned his head and saw that Yan'er was still standing there.

My half-sister, whoever owes anyone in this world. You say I owe you, but what do you owe me? How many?